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The first thousand four hundred and seventy-eighth chapters

Just when the entire Shanghai market was in chaos.

In Wujiang Ancient Town, less than 50 kilometers away from the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

The clear water connects the sky, lotus flowers bloom, and small bridges flowing water.

A two-story black-sailed boat slowly glided along the antique Jiangnan waterway.

The boater was an old man with a hat standing at the bow of the boat, holding a paddle in his hand, slowly supporting the black-sailed boat along the waterway, moving forward all the way.

Black-sailed boat with gauze curtain.

A graceful figure sat in it.

The sound of guzheng music spread out from the curtains, and passers-by stopped and watched. As the sound of the piano was baptized, a comfortable expression appeared on his face.

"Miss, it's coming."

The old man of rowing the boat to a garden along the water, inserted the pole into the water, turned around and reminded him.

"Yeah, go down."

A cold female voice came from the curtain tent. Immediately afterwards, a fair jade hand opened the curtain tent, and then a beautiful white figure slowly walked out.

There is no one nearby here, otherwise when you see this figure, you will definitely stay where you are and be as shocked as if you are so shocked.

Bai Ying got off the boat with the help of old man, then walked to the front of the courtyard. Two civilian guards in front of the door slowly fell to the ground, pushed open the door, and walked into the villa with respect to Bai Ying.

"Miss Oriental."

As soon as the person entered, an old man holding a medicine pot stopped and hurriedly knelt down.

"Old Lu doesn't have to see you."

Dongfang Yanran smiled softly: "We are all our own people here, Mr. Lu, don't be polite."

The old man in front of him was nothing but someone else. It was Lu Fuqing, who had been missing after being rescued by Lu Fan during his time in Jinling.

At that time, after Lu Fan won the three armies and won the ancient martial arts competition, he was excited to go over and congratulate him, but unexpectedly, he heard the news from Nandu.

He had no intention of staying in Jinling and wanted to return to Nandu with Liu Qingqing.

However, due to physical reasons, Liu Qingqing took the lead. When she was about to leave, she was blocked by an unknown person at the door of her house and was almost captured on the spot. It was Dongfang Yanran's people who came to rescue him and kept him in the Jiangnan villa of the Dongfang family around the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

He also provides all the medical ancient books in the family library for him to study here.

This time it took nearly a month.

"How are people?"

Dongfang Yanran walked forward lightly and looked at the medicine pot in his hand: "Atractylodes macrocephala, astragalus, Codonopsis pilosula... are all medicines to replenish qi and blood. Has his injuries been much better?"

Even though she had seen Dongfang Yanran's knowledgeable knowledge, she could smell the medicinal materials that had been cooked in her medicine pot by just a sniffing lightly, Lu Fuqing's face changed slightly:

"Yes, the treasures on his body can repair internal and external wounds by themselves. I just need to help him replenish his qi and blood and accelerate the condensation of flesh and blood immediately."

"That's good, thank you for your hard work these days."

Dongfang Yanran nodded: "How is it in Nandu? He has disappeared for so long, is there no movement in Nandu?"

"Nandu..."

Lu Fuqing smiled bitterly and said, "Except for Tang Huanxi's safety, the rest are calm. Tangxi Group's prospects are very good. As soon as the gold-skin powder was launched, it received a very good response from the market."

"This has always been what Lu Fan hopes for."
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