Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

The two of them didn't speak a word all the way and quickly returned to An Moxue's house.

Entering the room, Wu Sicheng could no longer hold back his questions, so he asked An Moxue: "Moxue, those medicines?"

She looked at Wu Sicheng and said word by word: "I made it. I know what you are thinking? Don't think about it. It is extremely difficult to make this medicine. The medicinal materials are rare and difficult to obtain. So far, I have only made a few pills. If not This Confucianism is so important to his research that I can’t even bear to use it. It’s just a grain of waste.”

He looked at An Moxue apologetically and said, "Sorry."

An Moxue waved her hands indifferently and said, "I can understand your mood. I thought about it at the beginning, but the medicinal materials are too difficult to prepare. This is a medicinal material that I found in the deep mountains and forests by chance. The compatibility is also very strict. That’s right. But there’s still no news about Confucianism.”

"But we have proven that his research must be important."

"Yes, I'm going on summer vacation soon. I have to go home and send things back. The notebook I picked up must be very important."

"Well, I'll go back with you then, just in case something unexpected happens."

"No need, myself. It's safer to have a small target."

"Then it depends on the situation. Maybe there will be news about Confucianism by then!"

"Okay, let's discuss it later. But where should we go to find it next? Finding a needle in a haystack is not easy!"

"There will definitely be no shortage of forces looking for him. Maybe the recent external situation is related to this matter."

An Moxue thought about going outside and would conduct strict investigations at every turn. Maybe it was actually related to this matter.

Both of them were lost in thought. They didn't expect that the clues they finally got were of little use. They had to think carefully about where to start.

After a while, An Moxue said, "I'll prepare the medicine for you. After preparing it, you can boil it and take a bath."

He smiled slightly, looked at her and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Moxue."

"Small things."

In this way, Wu Sicheng went to the kitchen to light a fire and prepare a medicinal bath. An Moxue returned to the room and started preparing the medicine.

When An Moxue came out with the prepared medicine, Wu Sicheng was already ready. An Moxue poured the medicine directly into the kettle and started cooking.

Wu Sicheng looked at the medicine pot and asked, "Mo Xue, do you need my help tomorrow?"

"No, I'm ready. A treacherous family doesn't need to be morally responsible to clean it up. Let's just make do with it for the time being!"

Wu Sicheng heard that there was a story in her words, but he didn't ask further questions. Even though he was exhausted, he never imagined that it would be related to An Moxue!Otherwise, he will definitely ask clearly.

"Okay, if anything happens, send someone to find me."

"OK!"

Wu Sicheng could hear the ease in her words. She wanted to tell him that she was sure of handling this matter.

The next day, Freda drove the Popov family's car to pick up An Moxue.

An Moxue got into the car and praised: "Freda, you are discerning! You stayed with me at Popov's house today."

He just smiled and replied "Okay." Then he drove seriously without taking any credit.

An Mo felt that this man was still wise, knew how to assess the situation, knew how to please the boss, and was measured.

Along the way, Freda introduced the situation at Popov's house before his departure.

When they arrived at the Popov manor, An Moxue got out of the car with her aura in full swing. Freda followed closely behind her, doing a supportive job dutifully and looking like a loyal subordinate.

As soon as An Moxue entered the reception hall, she received looks from all directions, full of resentment and hatred.

She didn't care, and continued walking forward, reaching the main seat, looking at old Popov with a playful look in her eyes, and said, "Old man, how is your grandson's leg?"

With one word, old Popov's reluctance was dispersed.

Old Popov's dull voice sounded: "Recovering."

"That's good. Is everyone here?"

"Three people missing."

At this time, she was saying the harshest words in the gentlest tone: "It's okay. I'll give them three more days. If they don't show up yet, then they don't have to show up in the future. It's not a big deal."

Old Popov asked: "What do you mean?" The tribesmen below also stared at her angrily.

"Literally." An Moxue said, looked around, then lit a stick of incense in her hand.

When Old Popov saw Xiang, his face changed drastically and he roared: "What are you going to do again?"

An Moxue replied slowly: "Guess!"

The people in the living room didn't know why and looked at each other in confusion.After a while, some people began to feel unwell, and one after another became uncomfortable and sick. Finally, someone realized that there was something wrong with the incense in An Moxue's hand.

Someone shouted, "It's her! There's something wrong with the incense in her hand!"

This time, it was like a floodgate had been opened, the crowd was boiling, but more and more people were getting sick, and the disease was getting more serious.

Finally, someone couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

This time it was like dominoes were opened. People fell down one by one. After a while, they all fell to the ground and groaned. They were not as arrogant as before.

"How about it? Do you like the gift I gave you? Do you still think I am not qualified to lead you?"

Freda saw that all the people who fell down were members of the Popov family, and the others were safe and sound. She understood something in her heart, and was in awe of An Moxue's mysterious ability.

An Moxue was sitting on the chair, watching the more than 100 members of the Popov family below getting more and more miserable, and the corners of her mouth rising wider and wider.

Freda came a little closer to her and asked carefully: "Miss Guido, what should we do next?"

An Moxue looked at the group of people on the ground and said, "Wait! When they lower their heads, I will give them the antidote, otherwise they will just keep getting sick!"

As An Moxue did this, Old Popov spoke with difficulty: "Miss Jiduo, I have agreed to your request, why do you have to embarrass my people? Please give us the antidote!"

An Moxue handed a snuff bottle to Freda and said, "Just put it under your nose and smell it, then close the lid."

"Yes." Freda was the first to walk up to the old Popov family head, holding a snuff bottle for him to smell. After a while, old Popov's symptoms disappeared and he sat back on the chair.

He said to the tribe: "Miss Guido, there are medicines that can induce the disease in our family, and there are also medicines that can prevent the disease. You can choose for yourself!" His words were full of exhaustion and helplessness.

Some tribesmen raised their hands with difficulty, and Freda went over there to detoxify.

Slowly, people raised their hands one after another, until finally, everyone stood up.

An Moxue asked, "Is there anyone else who objects?" The people below all lowered their heads and no one spoke.

"Very well, Freda, give this money away by name."

Freda responded, finished handing out the information, and returned to stand next to An Moxue.

An Moxue spoke again: "I know your illness. Although I can't cure it, I have medicine that can suppress your illness. As long as you work hard for me, I will distribute it to each of you based on your performance. Your medicine will prevent you from getting sick. Didn’t you feel it just now?"

A small wave of discussion broke out among the people below. In the end, they all lowered their noble heads and acquiesced to An Moxue's behavior.