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There was almost no pain, and the rich businessman's facial muscles gradually relaxed, with an expression of incredible relief in his eyes.

Ran He patiently recorded the precautions in detail on the yellowed rice paper. Every word was neat and powerful, revealing her rigorous attitude towards work.

"Remember, you need to eat light porridge and small dishes the day before the operation, and do not drink alcohol. Make sure you get enough rest, which will help the operation go smoothly."

Her tone contained both the authority of a doctor and gentle concern, which made the rich businessman admire her and nodded in agreement.

After the rich businessman staggered away, Ran He was faced with an endless stream of patients again.

Some of them had sad faces, some were in unbearable pain, but under Ran He's careful treatment, they all left with relieved expressions.

Not only is she an expert in using medicine, she is also good at soothing people with words, allowing every patient here to feel a little comforted.

At the same time, Meng Changfeng waited in the back hall of the clinic for a long time. Until the bowl of medicinal food specially prepared by Director Xu was served on the table, he still did not see Ran He, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

In the past, Ran He always personally delivered the medicinal food to him. His attentiveness and concern made him feel warm.

Now, this habit suddenly changed, which made him involuntarily wonder whether Ran He had encountered any difficulties.

When he learned that Ran He was busy treating patients in the front hall and had agreed to become the resident doctor of the clinic, Meng Changfeng's doubts turned into deep emotion.

He began to re-examine this seemingly weak but strong-hearted woman. Not only did she fight alongside Mo Changfeng to promote the progress of cooperation, but she also did not forget to give back to those who had helped her. This spirit is admirable.

As his thoughts fluctuated, Meng Changfeng suddenly realized that every dish cooked by Ran He in the past few days had been deeply imprinted on his taste buds. In comparison, the skills of other chefs seemed to pale in comparison.

He decided to go to the front hall in person to witness with his own eyes how Ran He brought hope and light to every life with her medical skills and wisdom.

As dusk approached, the noise in the clinic gradually died down, leaving only the last patient waiting for Ran He's treatment.

The arrival of Meng Changfeng undoubtedly added a bit of warmth and anticipation to the scene that was about to end.

Meng Changfeng stood in front of the drugstore, frowning slightly, with a childlike look of loss in his eyes, but his voice was filled with subtle dependence and coquettishness, "I was wondering why you didn't make lunch for me today, it turns out you're here to see a doctor. What should I do, I'm used to your cooking."

The young master of the Cheng family, who grew up in a pile of gold and silver and tasted all the delicacies in the world, seemed particularly frank at this moment because of an ordinary lunch. His attachment to the home-cooked taste made people feel warm.

Hearing this, Ran He raised a faint smile, with a hint of helplessness and tenderness in his eyes, "It may not be possible in the near future. I have already promised Director Xu that I will come here to see patients. From now on, I will only see patients, sell medicine, and cook. I will just go with the flow."

Her tone was gentle but firm, and she secretly felt that this nobleman's obsession with food was a bit excessive. He had only missed a few meals, but it seemed like he had missed some important daily ritual.

Her simple yet homely dishes seemed to have become an irreplaceable favorite for Meng Changfeng.

Meng Changfeng complained softly, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, "When will you finish your consultation? As soon as Haoze recovers, we will have to leave. Where will we get to eat your food then?"

His words revealed a hidden desire and worry. As the only son of a wealthy family, he disliked luxury and only loved delicious food. This obsession almost became a bright spot in his life and a bit of comfort in his complicated life in the capital.

Seeing this, Ran He felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If you are really hungry, you can just come to my house to eat together. But I have to make it clear that the food at home is simple and plain, so come if you don't mind."

She knew very well that she was busy making a living, so although the meals at home were simple, they were full of warmth and reality of life.

Hearing this, Meng Changfeng's face instantly broke into a bright smile, like dark clouds dispersing and sunshine filling the earth, "Really? I'm not picky, home-cooked food is good, definitely better than the restaurants in town."

He did not hide his joy. He had long lost interest in those gorgeous but tasteless restaurant dishes. Instead, the simple and pure taste of Ran He's food left him with an endless aftertaste.

After Ran He finished his consultation, he politely invited her, "I'm done with my consultation today, why don't you come back with me for dinner?"

There was gentleness and concern in his words, and although he understood Meng Changfeng's position, it was still a friendly gesture.

Although Meng Changfeng was tempted, he still maintained proper etiquette, "Forget it today, you go back first, I still have to look for the whereabouts of those medicinal herbs, the sooner I find them, the sooner I can cure Haoze."

His words showed his understanding for Ran He and his concern for Mo Changfeng's illness, revealing his maturity and thoughtfulness.

Ran He nodded slightly, feeling more recognition for Meng Changfeng, then picked up the basket full of herbs and set off on the way home.

However, after she had taken a few steps, a well-dressed, serious-looking shopkeeper suddenly appeared in front of her and interrupted her steps.

Ran He's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and the fragments of memory quickly pieced together, recognizing that the other party was the shopkeeper she had met once when she first sold medicine, so she asked politely but with a hint of caution: "What can I do for you?"

This sudden interception added some unknown waves to the originally quiet afternoon in the small town.

Shopkeeper Luo's throat seemed to be stuck by something, and the words lingered on his lips for a long time before he squeezed out a few words intermittently.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and subtle bitterness, because the scene was too clear - Ran He slowly walked out of the door of her competitor, Director Xu's clinic, the sunlight shining on her peaceful face, as if adding a layer of gold to this silent declaration.

He knew in his heart that almost all of Ran He's precious herbs had flowed into his rival's clinic.

He himself was filled with regret, recalling how he had blindly believed Ran Erni's sweet words and thought that Ran He really did not choose their pharmacy just because he had nowhere to find good medicine.

At that moment, Shopkeeper Luo felt as if his eyes were covered by an invisible gauze, and he was blind to the truth.

"I remember Ran Erni said that you are related to her, and for her sake, you will give priority to supplying herbs to our pharmacy. What is going on?"

Shopkeeper Luo's voice revealed more confusion and exploration than blame.

Deep in his heart, he secretly hoped that Ran He would give a negative answer, so that it would be confirmed that what Ran Erni had woven from beginning to end was just a lie.