The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 22 The inheritor of ancient medicine?
Seeing Yan Qiao coming out of the hospital, Wan En quickly opened the car door for her.

"I've got people ready at the villa."

Wan En took the initiative to speak.

Yan Qiao only nodded, she believed in Wan En's ability to handle affairs.

"The people from Shengming Group didn't see you last time, and they have been sending invitation letters to the company since then."

"Ignore them."

"Jiya is already connecting with them on the land in the south, but the people from Shengming Group seem to be determined to win this land."

Hearing this, Yan Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, she nodded slightly and said, "Continue talking first, and then tell me about Fu Mingcheng's big moves."

Wan En nodded, then hesitated for a while and said:
"Hua Nian rested for a few days and has returned to the company now, but he is clamoring to see you."

"Okay, I see." Thinking of that person, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, and her voice was cold and authentic.

Yunwu Mountain has not been fully developed.

Only a small part of the place was divided into villa areas and sold.

But most of them still belong to the forest, and there are even some unusual animals and plants in the depths of the mountains.

"Mingcheng, I can't accompany you recently."

Jiang Yunshu's face was apologetic, she had already promised to spend Qixi with him.

But if she wants to go to the auction next month, she has to train Gu Wu to the second dan of the yellow rank.

Even though she is very talented, the shortcoming of entering the Tao late is not so easy to make up for.

Therefore, she could only live up to Mingcheng's expectations.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Fu Mingcheng's perennially paralyzed face.

He leaned slightly closer to Jiang Yunshu, staring at her closely with a pair of deep black eyes.

"It's okay, but if you go back on your word, can I ask for some compensation?"

Jiang Yunshu could clearly feel Fu Mingcheng's eyes lingering on her lips when she said this.

Her face was reddish, she pursed the corners of her lips, slightly pushed him away and said, "What do you want?"

Seeing that she was shy, Fu Mingcheng chuckled, then reached out and rubbed her head, straightened up and said:
"It's not too late to give it to me after your wish comes true."

Jiang Yunshu blinked and looked up at the man in front of him.

She suddenly felt a little sweet and sour in her heart.

"Okay, I will borrow your good words."

The eyes of the two met together, and the emotion in their eyes became more and more obvious.

Suddenly, a black Bentley slowly passed in front of the two of them.

Fu Mingcheng turned his head to look as if feeling something.

Is that the car of Wan En, acting president of Nanqiao Group?

That person is Yan Qiao?

The smile on Fu Mingcheng's face faded, and his brows were slightly frowned.

It is impossible for these two completely unrelated beings...

Fu Mingcheng couldn't explain why the person in the car looked so much like Yan Qiao.

He could only keep this question in his heart first.

When he goes back, let the special assistant help him find out who the mysterious president of Nanqiao Group is.

"Mingcheng, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yunshu followed Fu Mingcheng's gaze, but only saw the rear of the car.

But seeing Fu Mingcheng's pensive look, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay, let's go."

Called back to his senses by Jiang Yunshu's voice, Fu Mingcheng just shook his head.

He chose to hide it from Jiang Yunshu first, and wait for the results of the investigation to come out.

Yan Qiao saw two people standing on the roadside from a distance, looking like they were kissing each other.

There was a dark look in her eyes.

The combination of Jiang Yunshu and Fu Mingcheng is like the hero and heroine in a novel.

The journey was smooth and smooth, and even falling in love did not encounter major obstacles.

But all of this is based on her captured luck.

With two months to go, she would soon find the culprit of all this.

After sending Yan Qiao to the villa, Wan En drove away from Yunwu Mountain.

At this time, the villa had already been tidied up, and the largest room was also used for Lin Wanqing to live in.

There are also many medicines in the room for emergency rescue.

"Hello, Miss Yan, I am Ye Qingyue."

Yan Qiao stretched out her right hand and shook hands with the visitor.

But the moment his hands clasped together, Yan Qiao noticed something special about the person in front of him.

Ancient warrior?
Yan Qiao lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in her eyes, curled her lips and said, "My mother will trouble you."

"It's okay. Your father's illness is exactly the direction of my research."

Ye Qingli lightly pushed the mirror frame on his face and said.

Hearing this, Yan Qiao looked at her strangely, but she didn't seem to notice it, and was still immersed in her own world.

Seeing this, Yan Qiao just asked her to find Aunt An if she needed anything.

Aunt An is Jiya's mother. After knowing that she needed someone to take care of the villa, she invited her to come.

Ji Ya specifically begged Yan Qiao for this, but she did not refuse.

Yan Qiao returned to the master bedroom on the second floor and saw Lin Wanqing lying on the bed, her eyes closed and her face haggard.

She stepped forward silently, stretched out her hand to grab Lin Wanqing's wrist, and a thin wisp of spiritual power swam through her body.

After helping her repair some damaged cells, she was taken back by Yan Qiao.

Looking at the need to bear her spiritual power, Lin Wanqing's face was oozing a little sweat from the pain.

Seeing this, Yan Qiao felt a little heartbroken in her eyes, and she touched Lin Wanqing's face.

"Miss Yan buys all Chinese herbal medicines?"

Ye Qingli smelled the faint smell of medicinal herbs in the air, so he couldn't help but leaned forward and asked.

Yan Qiao paused while unpacking the box. She raised her eyes and looked at Ye Qingyue and nodded.

"The age of these medicinal materials...is not young, what is Miss Yan's plan?"

"Alchemy."

Yan Qiao replied indifferently.

Alchemy! ?
Did she hear correctly? ?

Ye Qingli was startled.

She stood up abruptly, looking at Yan Qiao with incredible eyes.

"You... are you also an inheritor of ancient medicine?"

Ye Qingli's voice trembled a little.

The inheritor of ancient medicine?
Yan Qiao's eyes flashed slightly, and then she slowly shook her head in Ye Qingyue's expectant eyes.

"...Yes, also, how could you be the inheritor of ancient medicine?"

There are currently only three factions in the ancient medical world: the Ye family, the Baili family, and the Shennong family.

In the 21st century, there are even fewer inheritors of the three factions.

The latest generation only has single digits, so the relationship between their disciples is very close.

Even between different factions, they are like brothers and sisters.

The relationship is surprisingly good.

So if there is someone more in the ancient medical field, she must know it.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Seeing Ye Qingli's changing expression, Yan Qiao couldn't help but look at her more.

Are all people in the ancient medical field like her?

Ye Qingli didn't react until Yan Qiao returned to the room with a box of Chinese herbal medicines in his arms.

But as a family doctor, she still knows not to disturb the tranquility of the owner's house casually.

In the room on the second floor, Yan Qiao took out the medicinal materials from the box one by one, carefully identifying the appearance of each medicinal material.

(End of this chapter)