Ji Jingze sat in the driver's seat, staring straight ahead without squinting, feeling a river of sadness in his heart.
How could he say such humiliating words to ask An Xian to accompany him back to see his parents? ! Even if he lost to him in refining medicine, he had to take him back to see him being scolded like his grandson.
Ji Jingze glanced at An Xian in the passenger seat, thinking about the possibility of throwing him halfway.
"Is your grandfather very fierce?" An Xian suddenly asked.
How can you say "very fierce"? Just brutal, okay? !
Ji Jingze couldn't help but shivered, and instantly extinguished the thought of letting go of An Xian, but he was still safe, at least he could help him share the hatred value. Shame or something, compared to letting him face his grandfather alone, it's not worth mentioning at all.
Ji Jingze also dared to ask An Xian to accompany him because he did not understand Ji Wentai's personality. Change to other familiar people, as long as you start, you will immediately flee.
Thinking of this, Ji Jingze felt a little unkind again, and reminded: "My grandfather has a temper... irritable, and his words are not very pleasant. If there is any offense, please bear with me."
Since his wife's death, Ji Wentai has retired to the mountains. But the life of isolation did not make him self-cultivation, on the contrary, it became more and more difficult to get along with. In the Ji family, except for Ji Jingze, no one else dared to approach Ji Wentai, and they seldom get together even during Chinese New Year.
However, as a 9th-level pharmacist, Ji Wentai still flocked to the students who wanted to worship him, but in the end, only six or seven people persevered. They became Ji Wentai's disciples as core members of the drug laboratory. The new drugs they launch every year will become hot-selling products in major pharmacies, with absolute quality assurance.
An Xian followed Ji Jingze into the experimental base. In front of him was an open field of medicine, and the air was filled with the fragrance of fresh medicine.
She couldn't help taking a deep breath, feeling relieved.
"How is it? It's not worse than your Siyou Mountain, is it?" Ji Jingze's eyebrows showed a bit of pride.
Anxian nodded: "The environment is good, and the quality of the herbs is also very good."
The corners of Ji Jingze's mouth rose, his mood was indescribably smooth, and the anxiety just now was swept away. It wasn't until he entered the base that he suddenly regained his senses. His little heart was like a frightened rabbit, pounding non-stop.
"Xiao Ji, you're back." A man in his forties came over and greeted him lightly, "The teacher is in laboratory No. 3."
After speaking, his eyes stayed on An Xian for a moment, nodded and left.
"This is my senior brother Yang Shu." Ji Jingze introduced An Xian as he led An Xian to Lab 3.
Anxian felt a little deserted here, and only saw a few elusive staff along the way, no conversation, no greeting, as if they all thought they didn't exist.
"My grandfather's disciples are all research madmen and are not good at socializing," Ji Jingze explained in a low voice, "Adding to my grandfather's temper, other staff dare not be presumptuous."
The scenery of the medicine field is so beautiful, but the base is so depressing, An Xian said that he couldn't understand.
Arriving at the door of Laboratory No. 3, Ji Jingze raised his hand, but did not dare to knock.
"Dong dong." Seeing that he was still, An Xian tapped him a few times.
Ji Jingze turned his head angrily and accused him with his eyes: What are you knocking on? I'm not ready yet!
"Come in." A deep voice came from inside, and Ji Jingze could only calm down and push the door bravely in.
"Grandpa." Taking a few steps forward with difficulty, Ji Jingze respectfully greeted Ji Wentai at a distance of seven or eight meters.
Ji Wentai stared at the microscope without raising his head, and asked lukewarmly, "I heard you were in a mental hospital?"
Ji Jingze smiled bitterly: "I'm currently working in the Suyuan Mental Hospital."
"Oh." Ji Wentai continued to ask, "Why did you suddenly decide to enter a mental hospital?"
The corners of Ji Jingze's mouth twitched, and he cast a look of help at An Xian: "I..."
An Xian did not receive his signal, and looked at Ji Wentai in front of him, about ninety years old, with white temples, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, not angry and arrogant, rough temperament, completely incommensurate with the gentle white coat on his body.
What really caught An Xian's attention was that this person's spirit and spirit had reached a certain subtle state, a sense of heaviness that had been accumulated for many years, stable and powerful, with a realm comparable to that of an intermediate cultivator. It is a pity that he has not undergone cultivation, otherwise he will surely become a master of cultivation.
You must know that the cultivation base can be continuously improved through various methods, but the realm needs to be comprehended by oneself.
Although he hasn't really contacted him yet, An Xian's first impression of the master in front of him is very good.
"Hello, Master Wentai, I'm the director of Suyuan Mental Hospital and Ji Jingze's current boss, Roy." An Xian took the initiative to introduce himself.
Ji Wentai paused, raised his head, and two sharp eyes were directed at An Xian.
Ji Jingze's back was straight, like a soldier waiting for a review, but An Xian's face remained unchanged and he looked back calmly.
"It turned out to be you." Ji Wentai stood up and said coldly, "What method did you use to get Ji Jingze to agree to stay in your mental hospital?"
"We had a test." An Xian told the truth, "He loses, and the bet is to work in traceability for three years."
"Losing?" Ji Wentai glared fiercely at Ji Jingze, who was silent and didn't dare to say a word.
"It's not surprising that he lost to you. After all, you are Mr. Yun Lin who became famous in the military competition." Ji Wentai's disciples also provided combat preparation medicine in the name of Master Wentai, but whether it is practical Sex or combat auxiliary effects are not as good as leisure.
The name "Yunlin" is considered a little famous in the military, but most people don't know that Yunlin is Anxian.
Ji Wentai had heard about him for a long time. Although he knew that he was only a young man in his twenties, he was still a little unbelievable when he saw it with his own eyes. He has specialized in various medicines sold by Huahua World, and he is almost impeccable in terms of quality and efficacy. This person's meticulous handling of herbs and precise control are completely beyond what a young man can do. This requires years of accumulation. and tempered technology.
Ji Wentai believes that Ji Jingze's talent is already blessed, but in front of this person, he is as immature as a newborn baby.
"Then, I wonder if Master Wentai agrees to let Ji Jingze stay in this hospital?" An Xian asked.
"Disagree." Ji Wentai refused without hesitation, "How can my grandson Ji Wentai stay in a mental hospital? You will resign tomorrow."
"Sorry." An Xian smiled, "The goods have been put into storage and will not be returned."
What is "goods in stock"? Ji Jingze was powerless to complain.
Ji Wentai glared at An Xian: "What do you think of my grandson? Three years is enough for him to be promoted to level 6 pharmacist. Staying in your mental hospital will only delay his future in vain."
"It turns out that the master's expectation for Ji Jingze is only to be promoted to the sixth-level pharmacist in three years?" An Xian chuckled, "If that's all, I don't think this reason is enough to make me give up my staff."
Ji Jingze: Promoted to level 6 in three years, still "just"! Leader, you are provocative, you know? !
Ji Wentai was indeed provoked, and he laughed angrily: "Listen to your tone, could it be that you can make Jingze go to the next level?"
"With his talent and diligence, it is not a problem to be promoted to level 7 in three years. If it is level 8, I am afraid it will take a little chance." An Xian replied calmly, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.
Ji Jingze: Alliance Leader, aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue when you say such big things? ! I am so arrogant that I dare not say that I can be promoted to level 7 in three years. Where did you get the confidence to send me to heaven? !
"Haha." Ji Wentai paced in front of An Xian and said coldly, "Do you want me to bet with you on Jingze's future?"
"Why not?" An Xian paid no attention to his staring, "Ji Jingze has studied with you for more than 20 years, and now he is still only a 5th-level pharmacist, which means that your education method is not suitable for him, why not let him go out by himself. How about some exercise?"
Ji Jingze was stunned: Alliance leader! what do you mean by that? Are you mocking my grandfather's failed education? ! Do you know who my grandpa is? A level 9 pharmacist with the ashes of the alliance! Ashes!
The fifth-level pharmacist in his twenties is already a good grade, but in An Xian's mouth, it has become insignificant.
"As far as I know, you're only level three." Ji Wentai taunted politely.
"When you say this, do you believe it, Master?"
Ji Wentai: "..." I have never seen such an arrogant and unpretentious guy! So angry!
Ji Jingze burst into tears: Lord, please, keep a low profile, be humble, okay? !
"Master." An Xian said again, "Why not? If Ji Jingze is promoted to level 6 within a year, you will cooperate with me and provide me with high-quality medicinal herbs. If Ji Jingze is promoted to level 7 in three years, then I will trouble Master. Help me send some medical talents every year. If Ji Jingze is fortunate to be promoted to level 8, then he will be a master and go to my mental hospital to be a nominal consultant and help me out. "
Ji Jingze knelt down: It's not enough that you kidnapped me, even my grandfather is not spared now? ! do you know who he is? Alliance ashes level 9 pharmacist! Hardcore!
Ji Wentai was silent for a while, then said, "Do you think I would bet with a junior?"
Anything can be discussed, just don't discuss seniority with Anxian.
"Learning has no age, the master is the first." An Xian stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and he had a convincing charm, "Master, if you are not at ease, you can send someone to supervise, this academy welcomes anyone with insight. "
Ji Jingze: Your psychiatric hospital welcomes a "people of insight" with woolen threads.
Ji Wentai found that the other party talked with him casually from beginning to end. Although he called him the master, he did not feel the embarrassment when facing the master, nor did he pretend to be arrogant.
same generation? A 20-year-old young man and a 90-year-old man are on par with each other? Ji Wentai thought it was a little funny, but weirdly normal.
"What if you didn't do it?" Ji Wentai asked suddenly.
Ji Jingze was shocked: Grandpa, are you really going to agree? !
"But by dispatch." An Xian smiled.
"Okay, Ji Jingze, take it away." Ji Wentai waved his hand, "Before reaching level 6, you are not allowed to go back to Ji's house, and you are not allowed to ask anyone in Ji's family for help."
Ji Jingze couldn't believe that his grandfather gave him away like this!
An Xian also made up a knife seemingly unintentionally: "Ji Jingze also has a job. I don't think he needs to use the money from the family anymore?"
Ji Jingze stared at An Xian: Are you a devil at all
"That's right." Ji Wentai agreed and said kindly, "Jingze, your bank, bank, and card have been frozen. In the future, you can earn money to support yourself, right?"
no problem? Who says it's okay, it's a big problem, okay
Ji Jingze looked at this old and young man in disbelief: You guys were arguing with each other just now, but now you have unified your caliber! To tell the truth, did you collude from the beginning? Just to find a reason to keep me penniless and cornered in a mental hospital? !
Although the expected armed confrontation did not appear, Ji Jingze was expelled from the house by his grandfather for three years, and he still went out of the house.
When he returned, An Xian said, "Your grandfather is fine."
Ji Jingze burst into tears: It's good to go to you, you and my grandfather are the same raccoon dog!