The intern's lawyer wife

Shen Yiren put the medicine packet into her GUCCI bag and looked at Mr. Qian: "How much?"

"Xiao Wen did some calculations," Old Qian said with a smile as he walked over. "Xiao Jian, I remember you specialize in cardiothoracic surgery. Does your family have any traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?"

"No, I only know a little about traditional Chinese medicine."

Jian Yifan was very modest, and Old Qian laughed and said, "A little bit? Your prescription doesn't seem like 'a little bit' at all."

Jian Yifan did not respond.

Mr. Qian, appreciating talent, said, "Xiao Jian, why don't you transfer to our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? I'll recommend a course for you that combines Western and Chinese learning."

Many places are now encouraging medical staff who are not TCM professionals to switch to learning TCM. The country is also promoting a training and assessment system for "Western medicine learns TCM". As long as they pass the officially recognized systematic training and assessment, they can legally engage in related work in the TCM department.

Wang Qiaoqiao whispered, "Sister Shen, your husband is really popular. Even the old Chinese medicine doctor wants to take him away."

Shen Yiren didn't respond, but she agreed with Wang Qiaoqiao's words in her heart. Her marriage partner was more capable than she had imagined.

"Mr. Qian, you flatter me. I am just a layman. I know very little about the profound Chinese medicine and I don't have much comprehension. It is only the academic genius of a Chinese medicine university like Brother Xiaowen who can handle this task."

Jian Yifan politely declined.

Old Qian laughed and said, "Haha, you have the aptitude but you're not interested yet, we can talk about it later. Fortunately, I received Xiao Wen as my apprentice just before I retired. He has a very high aptitude. Our generation is getting old, and we will have to rely on his generation to support traditional Chinese medicine."

"Teacher, I will definitely live up to your expectations and make traditional Chinese medicine great again."

Xiaowen's gaze grew increasingly determined.

The abacus clicked even louder.

Jian Yifan opened her thermos, took a sip, and was taken aback: "Huh? Why does my green tea taste like strawberry?"

Shen Yiren noticed the residue of her lipstick on the side he was drinking from, and bit her red lips: "That's my lipstick!"

"No wonder."

"..."

At this point, Xiaowen had calculated: "One costs 16.4 yuan."

"Okay, I'll go pay the bill." Shen Yiren turned to leave.

Jian Yifan said, "The price is wrong."

Xiaowen: "There's no mistake, I calculated it twice."

Jian Yifan slowly closed the thermos and said, "You calculated the price of domestic saffron, but the saffron in the medicine cabinet has long strands and a dark red color, which is obviously Iranian. It's not fifteen yuan per gram, it's twenty-eight yuan. You can calculate it again."

Xiao Wen scratched his head: "From Iran?"

Old Qian slapped his forehead and realized, "My memory is terrible. I just switched to Iranian goods today and forgot to change the labels. Xiao Wen, recalculate based on twenty-eight."

Xiaowen then manipulated the abacus a few more times: "Twenty-three yuan and six jiao."

Jian Yifan: "That's right this time. Let's go pay the bill. Goodbye, Mr. Qian and Senior Brother Xiaowen."

Watching his retreating figure, Xiaowen looked at the saffron and scratched his head: "The color and the stamens are very similar. How did he figure it out? Didn't he say he only knew a little bit?"

Old Qian angrily said, "You're supposed to be a top student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but even a complete novice studying Western medicine can tell the difference between imported medicines, especially those from Iran. You can't tell the difference? Your comprehension isn't very good!"

Xiaowen: "No, even if he knew it was from Iran, how did he know the price was 28 yuan per gram?"

Mr. Qian was taken aback: ? ? ?

Yeah, how did he know?

When Secretary Jian sent the dean in his previous life, he checked the procurement list.

……

Payment counter.

Shen Yiren took out her bank card to pay, but Jian Yifan stopped her, saying, "It's on me."

"Okay." Shen Yiren didn't stand on ceremony over something as small as twenty-odd yuan.

Jian Yifan swiped her card, and there was a remaining balance of 452 yuan.

Shen Yiren glanced at it: "Out of money?"

"Sigh, paying for a job is too expensive. I need to find a way to earn money and can't keep relying on my parents."

"You've got guts. How do you plan to make money?"

"I'm not bad-looking, so I'll become a male model to make quick money."

"No way! I, Shen Yiren, am a person of some standing in Chengdu. I have so many female clients, and you are, after all, my husband. If one of my clients picks you up, don't I have any face? I can't afford to lose face like that!"

"Just kidding, my school grant will be coming in soon, it'll be a few thousand, that'll be enough."

"Are you kidding me with your body? How naive of you, college student."

However… Shen Yiren thought about it. Although he was joking, his appearance and height were already a perfect match for the model. As for whether his physique in the white coat was good or not, she didn’t know. It should be just average, right?

What am I thinking?

"I'm leaving. If you need money, just tell me, I'll lend you some. Bye~"

"Remember to drink tea on time."

"Know."

After seeing Shen Yiren off, Jian Yifan thought that the money was indeed a bit too little. In this rebirth, he couldn't be too frugal.

We need to make money!

Secretary Jian didn't understand or have any knowledge of stocks, investments, or any of that nonsense.

Then let's go back to what we used to do.

Lianhua Qingwen has been released.

I could optimize the good medicines from my past life and produce cheaper and more effective ones, so that ordinary people could afford them and I could make a little money.

So... what kind of medicine should I make?

Sigh, I know too much, I don't know where to start.

Let's observe first and see what's most needed.

Jian Yifan returned to the pediatrics department to continue her internship.

When Jiang Yining saw Jian Yifan return, she teased, "Looks like you won't have a chance to go to the proctology hospital."

Jian Yifan smiled and said, "Indeed."

……

the next morning.

As usual, Jian Yifan started her morning run from Jiuyanqiao.

There were many people doing morning exercises. There were aunties practicing Tai Chi and old men walking under trees. Jian Yifan couldn't see what they were doing and didn't dare to ask. She also saw a young woman running in yoga pants, which made a large bulge.

As Jian Yifan ran, he saw a beautiful woman walking with a limp by the roadside ahead.

The woman was dressed in business attire, but her good figure couldn't be hidden. At first glance, her waist was very slim, her peach-shaped breasts were very plump, and her bust was very proud.

This is the "small branches bearing abundant fruit" type of body shape.

Most people's body fat tends to be evenly distributed. If you have a large bust, your arms will be thick; if you have a large butt, your legs will be thick. It's impossible for you to have the right amount of fat in some areas and not the wrong amount in others, so this kind of body shape is very rare.

An older woman, seeing Jian Yifan staring intently at the beautiful woman's figure, cursed, "Pah, filthy!"

"Ugh, everything looks dirty when your heart is damaged!"

As a doctor, Chien Yi-fan is very interested in this rare human anatomy because it is an important discipline. If the reason why it is a rare "slender but fruitful body" can be thoroughly studied, it will benefit all girls.

So, Jian Yifan isn't just watching it for himself; he's doing it to benefit his female compatriots!

"wrong!"

Jian Yifan rubbed his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman again; it was Shen Yiren.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go, ma'am! I'm looking at my wife. What kind of lewdness am I?"