Chapter 374
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"Pfft …"
Seeing Old Master Qin's awkward expression, Gu Qingyao didn't laugh, but Jiang Yiru burst out laughing.
"Bring it over and let me take a look!"
She was a medical fanatic. Although the poison in her body had been tormenting her, now that she heard that it could be cured, her first reaction was curiosity. She wanted to know the theory behind the detoxification.
Old Master Qin brought the medicine to Jiang Yiru. Jiang Yiru smelled it, tasted it, and thought for a long time.
"Tsk tsk tsk! You're so capable! I know a little, but I don't know if it's the same as what you think! "
Gu Qingyao was a little amused. "Grandpa Qin, Grandma Qin, the two of you are the most unique patients I've ever seen. When other people suddenly have a cure for a stubborn illness for more than ten years, they can't wait to get rid of the illness immediately. But the two of you are even researching the theory behind the detoxification."
Jiang Yiru laughed awkwardly. "Haha! That … my occupational disease is acting up! "
Since the two elders weren't in a hurry, Gu Qingyao naturally didn't have to be anxious. She knew how much Old Master Qin cared about his wife, so if she didn't tell him clearly, he would probably be worried. Gu Qingyao took a pen and paper. Just as she was about to say it, she suddenly thought of something.
She raised her head and looked at Old Master Qin, who was sitting upright and still, ready to listen. She instantly smiled like a fox. "Grandpa Qin, this is my secret! I won't let anyone else know. It's very valuable! "
Old Master Qin: "…"
Old Master Qin's lips twitched. Then he got up and ran to the corner of the room. He took out a wooden box from a small, tattered cabinet.
The box wasn't very big, but it wasn't small either. It was about 30 centimeters long, 20 centimeters wide, and about 10 centimeters deep.
Old Master Qin placed the box in front of Gu Qingyao. "Here!"
Gu Qingyao glanced at Mo Beihan and opened the box in a daze. She was almost blinded by the jewels inside.
There were two rows of bracelets, and there was a row of rings at the side.
There was a row of jade bracelets and a row of gold bracelets. There were gemstone rings and even diamond rings.
They were all top-quality goods.
Gu Qingyao: "…"
No wonder he was flaunting his wealth. He had the ability!
Jiang Yiru said with a smile, "These jade bracelets were collected by the Jiang Family in the past. They are definitely good things. Although they are worthless now, they may regain their value in the future."
"These gold bracelets are also of high quality. They are all old craftsmanship. They were all made by the most famous craftsmen in Jiangnan at that time. The rings are also part of the Jiang family's collection."
Gu Qingyao looked up at Old Master Qin and smiled. "Grandpa Qin, you are indeed a tycoon!"
Old Master Qin raised his chin proudly. "Of course!"
Gu Qingyao happily put the things away. Before she could start, the millionaire Old Master Qin spoke again, "This is just a reward for explaining the principle to us. When you cure my wife, there will be more rewards!"
Gu Qingyao smiled brightly.
This money-grubber look made Jiang Yiru laugh. It was quite cute!
It wasn't just her. Mo Beihan also thought it was cute.
Next, Gu Qingyao explained the principle to the two old men. She talked about things that Mo Beihan didn't understand.
In his past life when he was together with Yao Yao, the things he understood was just a little bit simple, such complicated things, he couldn't understand.
However, looking at Jiang Yiru and Old Master Qin's expressions, he knew that his wife was right.
Yes!
His wife was so smart and outstanding!
In his previous life, many famous doctors were helpless when it came to the Qin Family. However, in the end, Yaoyao solved the problem.
His Yaoyao seemed to be born with an innate talent for this. Her talent was incomparable.
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