Seeing Rong Jing'an again, Song Hongguo didn't doubt the effect of the potion, but he was still secretly taken aback, the last time he saw him, he was gray and dead, lying on the bed with all his willpower, now, he didn't dare to say that he was light and healthy, and his face was radiant, but he couldn't see that he was a patient.

His face was ruddy, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and even the previous depression had faded, and the whole person was like a new life, which made the hearts of people open up.

It just so happened that the system came back, and she couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out that the power of that potion is so powerful, it's not an exaggeration to say that it is a resurrection, no wonder Wang Erni doesn't know medical skills, and she can rely on magic medicine to make a fortune on the black market." ”

The system said realistically, "The potion is very powerful, but Rong Jing'an is like this, it's more of a psychological change, right?" With the hope of life, it is natural to look at the spirit. ”

Song Hongguo thought deeply, "It's really spiritual, the middle-aged beautiful uncle is finally worthy of his name." ”

The system immediately said vigilantly, "No matter how beautiful it is, it is also an uncle, how can it compare to a male god or a little fresh meat, in its prime, and it is alive." ”

What the hell is living color?

Song Hongguo rolled his eyes speechlessly, ignored it anymore, and asked Rong Jingan a few words, mainly because of his feelings after taking the medicine, as well as the changes in his body, and took the pulse, and finally got to the bottom of the effect of the potion in his heart, and if there were similar patients in the future, he would be able to control the dosage of the potion more accurately.

Rong Jingan solemnly thanked her, and gave her a gift to show his sincerity.

Song Hongguo opened the box and saw the contents clearly, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, it was a famous medical classic in ancient times, it didn't look like a copy, but it looked like a genuine work.

And the system was already screaming excitedly, "This is the real work, my God, it turned out to be the real work, this book has long been lost, I didn't expect the Rong family to have it in their hands!" ”

Song Hongguo listened to the system's words and looked hesitant.

How precious is the value of a lost medical classic, you can imagine that this thank you gift is a little hot and empty-hearted.

Rong Jing'an didn't give her a chance to refuse, and said very decisively, "My Rong family's ancestors, if you have kindness, you will repay it, and the grace of saving your life is more important than everything, but it is just a book, far from your kindness, but it is the most representative thing I can come up with at the moment, and this book, only in your hands, can play its value, and it is more meaningful." ”

Song Hongguo closed the lid, "Okay, then I'll take it, thank you." ”

Rong Jing'an said, "If you can't thank me, don't torture me." ”

After leaving the Rong family, Song Hongguo went to the scrap yard again, and she was still thinking about promising the system to accept old objects to help it make extra money, but the system was full of ancient medical skills at the moment, and all the private work she took over.

"Host ......"

Its voice was sweet and greasy, like honey, and it flattered people to goosebumps.

Song Hongguo couldn't stand it and stopped, "Stop, you don't have to say anything, I won't listen to what I say, and it will damage the relationship between us." ”

The idea of the system was just strangled in the cradle.

When I arrived at the scrap collection station, there was no shortage of old items in the warehouse, all of which were branded with this era, and most of the daily necessities were damaged.

Song Hongguo didn't dislike it, and pulled a lot into the space, anyway, the other party was also for collecting as a thought, and it wasn't really used, it didn't matter if it was bad or not.

As for being a prop for filming, it's even less of a problem.

In the end, she carried half a sack of books, settled the account with Uncle Hu and left, she had to explain the past on the surface, she didn't want to make people suspicious.

Those books, also in this era, have textbooks, magazines and newspapers, and when she walks into a secluded place, she throws them all into the space and says to the system, "These are all yours, and you have the final say on what you want to do." ”

Hearing this, the system's mood of losing the ancient medical book finally reversed, and asked excitedly, "Really?" Give it all to me? Is it gratuitous? ”

Song Hongguo wiped a few villain books picked up from the garbage heap, and said casually, "Well, it's all yours, save yourself and envy your colleagues for taking private work behind their backs, although it doesn't make much money by doing this, but it doesn't hurt nature and reason, violates conscience, and is down-to-earth." ”

The system nodded busily, "Those who know me, you too!" ”

Song Hongguo smiled, put away the book, and asked as he walked towards the dormitory, "Have you checked everything clearly?" Who is Mr. Nan talking about now? ”

Hearing this, the system stood up.

Song Hongguo's heart tightened, "It's still hard to say if you haven't found it?" ”

I couldn't hide it left and right, and the system had to say helplessly, "I found it, it's that person, it doesn't quite meet your requirements, you definitely can't look down on ......"

Song Hongguo couldn't wait to ask, "Which one doesn't match?" ”

The system was a little panicked, "None of them match it." ”

Song Hongguo furrowed her brows, "Tell me specifically, what's going on." ”

The system sighed, "That person's name is Wang Congjun, he is a worker in the factory, he is one year older than Mr. Nan, he is not ugly, he looks very honest, and he looks good......

Song Hongguo saw that he was so embarrassed, and asked impatiently, "Are these all pretended?" ”

The system laughed dryly, "That's not ...... either."

"Come on, if you have any questions, just say it."

Seeing that she was about to get angry, the system didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and said quickly, "He is indeed honest, but he is a little too honest, and, he is stupid and filial to his parents, although he is a worker, his monthly salary is controlled by his mother, and he can't be the master at all, there are also younger brothers and sisters below, and his mother is partial to the two little ones, and he uses his hard-earned money to make up for those two, the most terrible thing is that he looks like that, and there is no opinion, if he gets married in the future, can there be a good one?" ”

"This family, no family?"

"Yes, he is the boss, depending on the situation, before the younger brothers and sisters below got married, they were going to live together, and his mother had the final say in the family, and the whole family was crammed into a house of more than 30 square meters, divided into two small rooms, he and his brother lived in one, and when they got married in the future, they had to make do with it."

After listening to this, Song Hongguo was silent.

The system said cautiously, "Actually, this situation of Wang Congjun's family is not uncommon nowadays, there are even worse things in the factory, everyone is going to be there, no marriage is perfect, it is Teacher Nan herself, doesn't she have several younger brothers and sisters to raise?" She can't even get rid of it, so why is she embarrassed to accuse others? In these years, when you are the boss, you have a heavy sense of responsibility, and you generally suffer ......"

"So, you still have to live a little more selfish?"

"Huh? It's not ......" The system didn't know how to justify it, and said helplessly, "This is probably a characteristic of this era, right?" In the next generation, almost every family is an only child, and there is no such problem of using children to support other children. ”

"So what do you mean...... Just don't care? ”

"So what's not? What's the matter? If you go to sabotage, Teacher Nan may not appreciate it, Wang Congjun is not Yang Dali, Yang Dali is very bad, Wang Congjun is not, besides, both of them are the same kind of people, maybe Teacher Nan looks at what he does and feels pleasing to the eye, and is very satisfied with him. ”

Song Hongguo had nothing to say at all. (End of chapter)