The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 418 What do you think
"What qualifications do you have to test me!"

He Yiming also has his own dignity. Although Mo Qingcheng did surprise him, it doesn't mean that Mo Qingcheng can be so nonsense.

That's right, in He Yiming's view, Mo Qingcheng was simply messing around.

But Mo Qingcheng raised a confident smile, raised her small chin slightly, looked straight into He Yiming's eyes, and said word by word: "Just because, I can do what you didn't do before!"

Arrogance, really is arrogance.

In He Yiming's view, Mo Qingcheng was here to make a joke, and he still doesn't understand the cruelty of the world. Maybe Mo Qingcheng hasn't left Beisheng Kingdom at all, and he was actually influenced by a child just now.

He Yiming shook his head helplessly, returning to his senses, He Yiming couldn't help but slightly regretted his momentary mood swings.

"You speak so confidently, but I don't have time to wait for you to prove yourself. After all, ten years, 20 years, 30 years, if you can't prove yourself all your life, don't you need to wait all your life?"

Mo Qingcheng stretched out a finger, shook He Yiming, "It only takes one month."

"What?" He Yiming raised his voice involuntarily, aware of his gaffe, restrained his emotions, and looked at Mo Qingcheng with a mocking smile: "Anyone can say big things!"

But Mo Qingcheng shook his head: "Since I can say it, I can definitely do it. Could it be that Mr. He is not willing to prove himself to me for a month?"

In a month's time, Mo Qingcheng happened to be going to the Tai Academy.

Only by entering the Imperial Academy can one take the female medical exam. Mo Qingcheng still has a lot of things to do, and she still needs to investigate the cause of her mother's death.

He Yiming didn't answer right away, instead he began to ponder. Seeing the confidence flying on Mo Qingcheng's face, He Yiming's heart moved, maybe it can be done!
"Okay, one month is one month. You can use the Tai Hospital now. If you fulfill the promise between us, I will hand over the title deed to the Tai Hospital in one month. If you can't complete it!"

Mo Qingcheng took the words directly: "If it can't be finished, I have a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum here, which should make up for Mr. He's loss."

Sun Wudao and He Yiming immediately looked at Mo Qingcheng, their expressions were horrified. The thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is a rare treasure, but why did it come out of Mo Qingcheng's mouth, just like anything sold on the street!

Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, even He Yiming is rare.

"Okay, as long as you can successfully make the pill according to the prescription and sell it, you will win."

Mo Qingcheng nodded and raised his hands: "High fives are an oath."

"Crack, crack, crack."

With three high-fives, the agreement between the two came into effect.

After leaving the thatched hut, Sun Wudao let out a breath slowly, looked at Mo Qingcheng, and said worriedly: "Isn't one month too short, can it really be done?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at the Danfang in his hand, and replied without raising his head: "Don't worry! If I can't do it, I will give up the Taiyuan Academy."

When Sun Wudao heard this, he immediately became anxious: "How can you give up! As far as your method of making pills is concerned, if it can really develop, it will be a matter of benefiting the people."

Mo Qingcheng just smiled, but didn't answer. His pair of autumn eyes were full of brilliance, full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)