After being reborn and having his mind read, the cold and arrogant Zhan Ye kneeled down to coax

On the other end of the phone, Fade Chen weakly turned his head and glanced at the big boss sitting on the sofa.

Look at you, you’re the one who’s being naughty and not daring to reply, so why do you want me to bite the bullet and come up with an excuse?

"Second Young Madam, do you have anything to say to the boss?"

"No."

Jiang Wan hung up the phone, looked at the speeding traffic outside the window and sighed softly.

It seems that we have to wait a little longer!

"Wanwan?"

I heard Aunt San calling from behind.

Jiang Wan turned around and walked back to Madam Zhan’s VIP ward.

Hearing this, Yan Lanjing asked her, "Did you call Tingxiao? Is everything going well for him?"

"Maybe we need to wait for two days."

Jiang Wan looked at the old man behind her.

Old Madam Zhan really doesn't like being hospitalized.

At this moment, she was muttering, "Wanwan's ointment is much more effective than the one prescribed by the hospital. I have to trouble you to run around here, how troublesome it is? Ah Jing, go and complete the discharge procedures, I will go back to the old house to rest."

"Discharged?"

"Go back to the old house?"

The voices of Yan Lanjing and Jiang Wan rang out one after another.

Jiang Wan frowned and said, "Grandma, you are not used to living in the hospital. I understand that you want to go home. But why go back to the old house?"

"Hey, how long has it been since I went back to the old house? I'd better go back and live there. It will be more convenient for her to take care of me when I go back with Jing."

"Is it because of what Second Aunt said? Do you feel that I have been wronged?"

"She's just talking nonsense! How much do you care about me? How dare she blame you?"

However, even though the old man said so, Jiang Wan still saw it.

She just felt sorry for her.

I would not bear it even if Liang Qianjun complained that I did not take good care of me.

Jiang Wan felt unhappy.

You said that in order to avoid having to act after the divorce, you were always thinking of finding a reason to let the old man move back to the old house.

But now, hearing her say that she wanted to go back, she couldn't bear to do so...

"Silly child, are you daydreaming again?"

The old lady saw Jiang Wan pursed her lips and fell silent, knowing that she was feeling secretly guilty again.

She sighed and explained, "Your Chinese medicine clinic will open tomorrow, and there will be a lot of things to do after it opens. I don't want you to be too hard!"

You see, your Chinese medicine clinic is closer to the old house, right?

Would it be more convenient to go back to the old house to see me than to go back to the War Garden?"

"That's true."

"Also, the old house is with Ah Jing and her husband and wife, so it will be more lively when I go back."

"Yes, Wanwan, I am no better than you. I am just an idle person and have plenty of time to spend with mom."

Yan Lanjing was afraid that Jiang Wan would be worried, so she also gave her some advice.

Jiang Wan knew that if she wanted to divorce Zhan Tingxiao, she would have to say goodbye to the old man one day.

After all, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

"Then I will come back to see you often in the future."

"Silly girl, I'm just going back to the old place where I've lived for decades. It's not like we'll never see each other again. What's there to cry about?"

Old Madam Zhan wiped the corners of Jiang Wan's eyes.

Somehow, I always feel that Jiang Wan has been too sentimental these days.

"Ajing."

After she left, she quietly asked Yan Lanjing, "Has Wanwan and Tingxiao not reconciled yet? Why do I feel like she's unhappy these past few days?"

"Maybe Tingxiao is on a business trip and she missed him too much?"

Yan Lanjing glanced at the gate with complicated eyes and did not dare to tell others that Jiang Wan was going to divorce Zhan Tingxiao.

Alas, when Si Hao returned home last night, he was worried about this matter for a long time.

She didn't know what to say, she just said that young people have to solve their own problems.

All she could do was to take good care of the old ladies and give them some independent space to think carefully.

But Jiang Wan obviously didn't have any extra time to think about it, or to feel sad.

Because the Chinese medicine clinic will open tomorrow, she has to make all the preparations today.

Therefore, after seeing the old man, she went back to the Chinese medicine clinic to make preparations.

The medicinal materials purchased in advance should be organized in the medicine cabinet.

When you open the business, you have to calculate the quantity of foot bath bags and moxibustion experience cards that you are going to give to customers.

Even though they had hired two new people yesterday, with Zhao Jiahui and her, the four of them were still very busy.

"Wanwan, someone sent flowers."

A large truck suddenly arrived at the gate of the Chinese medicine clinic.

The grand movement made Zhao Jiahui and others couldn't help but look outside the door.

Jiang Wan stood up and walked out.

I heard the boy who delivered the flowers asked, "Excuse me, are you Jiang Wan?"

"Correct."

"This is a flower basket to celebrate the opening of your clinic. Please sign for it."

"Who sent it?"

"I don't know. The customer didn't leave his name."

As the young man said this, he took the receipt and started moving the flowers quickly.

There are so many flower baskets!

The entrance of the Chinese medicine clinic was filled with them.

When Jiang Wan was wondering who was so generous, a second car came in hastily, and then a third...

"Excuse me, who is Miss Jiang?"

"I."

Jiang Wan looked at the receipt handed over by the young man. Obviously, the owner of each car was different.

Grandma and my third aunt’s family all sent greeting cards.

The gifts from Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Cheng also contained blessings.

Only the first and second cars passed each other, both exuding a sense of mystery.

Zhao Jiahui stood among the fragrant flowers and sighed, "Wanwan, are you running a Chinese medicine clinic? It's more like a flower shop."

“It’s a bit exaggerated.”

Jiang Wan looked at the sky. It was already late at night after all this trouble.

The originally spacious entrance is now blocked by flowers. How can we open the free clinic tomorrow?

"Ajiao, find some workers to move some of the things away."

She said to her newly hired assistant.

The assistant's name was Li Yunjiao, and she was a native of South City.

Very efficient.

Soon, a few workers were found to move the flowers.

Just: "What about moving those away? Doctor Jiang, these flowers look very expensive."

I can't bear to move any pot away.

Jiang Wan took a look and said, "Clear them all. Just keep the greeting cards."

"You don't want any of them?"

"Yes, you handle it."

Jiang Wan still has a lot of things on hand.

After clearing a wide doorway, he checked the herbs in the medicine cabinet once again.

After packing up, it was already early morning when we returned to the Battle Garden.

She lay on the comfortable and warm big bed, looking up at the starry sky outside the window. At this moment, it felt like a dream.

[Master, my Chinese medicine clinic will open tomorrow. My childhood wish is finally coming true.]

【Do your best. 】

The strange old man's reply consisted of only three short words.

He used to be impatient with her.

But, as a person who always pays attention to health preservation and is used to going to bed early, he replied to her message immediately at this moment in the early morning. Doesn’t it just show that he cares about her?

Jiang Wan felt warm in her heart, and could only sigh: [It would be great if you could come. ]

However, the master has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years.

No matter how many invitations from wealthy families with huge sums of money he received, he was unable to leave Daguan Village. How could he possibly leave because of her small clinic?

【Master, go to bed early. Good night. 】

She put away her phone and sighed softly at the stars in the sky.

Suddenly, the phone lit up.

A message came.