Looking at Jin Qing's face, Jin Buyi flattened his mouth and reached out to hug Jin Qing's waist: "Mom!"
Perhaps it was because of his fragile heart that Jin Buyi was touched for a moment.
He looked at Jin Qing with red eyes. Unexpectedly, this girl was quite conscientious. At least she cared about his injuries.
It's a pity that Jin Buqun thinks too much.
Before he could throw himself into Jin Qing's arms, Jin Qing reached out and held his head: "Are you okay?"
Jin Buyi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jin Qing hesitantly: "What do you want to do?"
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Jin Buyi with squinting eyes, then reached out and took out a broken bowl from her arms: "Let's get to work!"
Jin Buyi's face instantly turned red from suppressing the pain, and he screamed at Jin Qing: "I will fight with you!"
Jin Qing grabbed Jin Buyi's hair with his backhand: Fuck, who is afraid of you!
Since Jin BuQui firmly refused to go begging on the street again, Jin Qing simply set up a stall for Jin BuQui at the entrance of the Valley of Divine Doctors and asked Jin BuQui to record the facial features of the guests.
At the same time, Jin Qing would also ask Jin Buyi to chat with the boys waiting in line in order to obtain relevant information.
At the beginning, Jin Buqi refused in his heart.
But slowly, he tasted the sweetness inside.
Later, without Jin Qing's initiative to remind him, he took the initiative and sat at the table with a pot of tea and a birdcage, minding his own business, which actually attracted a lot of people's attention.
As time went by, more and more people came to chat with Jin Buyi.
And their topics became more and more in-depth. Sometimes, they would even take the initiative to talk to Jin Buyi about their troubles.
Although Jin Buqi has not received professional training, he is very sharp-tongued and often points out problems without hesitation.
It did wake up a lot of people.
Although there are some who, after being scolded, can’t think of anything else and seek suicide.
But that doesn't matter.
As long as A, B and C are around, it will be difficult for those who seek short-sightedness to die even if they want to.
By looking for experience in failure, Jin Buyi actually found experience in psychology.
Usually just by saying a few words, you can successfully determine the other person's personality, hobbies, and family background.
Jin Buqu originally thought that Jin Qing's so-called creation of a school was just a joke.
But as he came into contact with more and more people, Jin Buyi was surprised to find that everyone in the world actually has psychological problems to some extent.
This discovery made Jin Buyi full of hope that he might really become the founder of a new genre.
Thinking that Jin Qing pointed him in the direction, Jin Buyi ran and bumped to tell Jin Qing the good news.
Jin Qing was really surprised, while Jin Buyi straightened his back proudly. He had never been so proud after living for hundreds of years.
He even had a secret hope in his heart that maybe one day he would be famous in history.
This sense of accomplishment makes Jin Buyi full of hope for his future.
Jin Buqu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning like a pancake, planning his future path.
There are so many ideas that they are almost overflowing...
Early the next morning, Jin Buyi took his dick and strolled to the stall to collect materials.
But from a distance, I saw an extra sign next to my desk.
Jin Buyi took two quick steps and came over to take a look, and the veins on his head were popping out: professional escort to chat and solve doubts, two taels of silver an hour, five taels per hour for extra clocks...
The teapot in Jin Buqu's hand fell to the ground with a clatter: every time he had a slightly favorable impression of the woman, the woman would use various means to crush his innocent illusions.
It was promised that he would create a new genre, so why should we use him to make money?
Unexpectedly, when the stall started charging, a lot more people came to patronize it, and some even came to queue up to get a ticket.
Unlike other people who charge based on the number of patients, Jin Buqi has working hours.
In the evening, after Jin Buyi dragged his exhausted body back to the Valley of Divine Doctors, he immediately went to Jin Qing to settle the score.
Maybe it was because he felt that he had spent money. In the past, the guests who were cautious in their words and kept smiling throughout the whole process suddenly became more talkative and even acted in an aggressive manner.
The contrast was too great, causing the intensity of work to rise in a straight line, and Jin Buyi couldn't stand it for a while.
When Jin Buqu came over, Jin Qing was listening in the corner.
Recently, an infertile couple came to the valley to ask for a child, and they went through all kinds of troubles at night.
It can be seen that these two people have really worked hard to get a child, and they have used all kinds of tricks.
It really opened Jin Qing's eyes.
At this time, seeing Jin Buqu running over from a distance, in order not to disturb his "textbook", Jin Qing flew up and picked up Jin Buqu in his hand, and took Jin Buqu back to his room.
Seeing Jin Buquy holding his neck and asking for an explanation, Jin Qing reached out and patted Jin Buqi on the shoulder: "Isn't it good to make money!"
Jin Buqi's face was full of anger: "Well, you keep saying that you want me to create a new school of medicine, but in fact it's not just about making money."
Jin Qing reached out and scratched the back of his head: "But the value is determined by the price. If you can't receive a penny, how can you say that what you do is meaningful? If no one wants it, how can the existence of a new genre be enough?" has no meaning."
Jin Buyi looked at Jin Qing with a dull expression: he felt that there was something wrong with Jin Qing's words, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
The expression on Jin Buqu's face kept changing, and finally turned into a sigh: "I was wrong."
It was because he was prejudiced against Jin Qing and always felt that Jin Qing did everything for money. What was the difference between him and the people he had met before?
In fact, what Jin Qing said makes sense. He must always use some means to prove his worth.
Collecting money is an affirmation of his ability. If there are customers who add extra time, it can also be regarded as proof of the significance of the new genre.
That's right, right?
Realizing that Jin BuQui seemed to have coaxed him to understand, 707 slowly dubbed Jin BuQui in the sea of consciousness: "I've done this bowl of poisonous chicken soup, you can do whatever you want."
Seeing Jin Buqu's expression becoming more and more guilty, Jin Qing put on an indifferent attitude and patted Jin Buqu's shoulder: "It doesn't matter, I forgive you."
Jin Buqi: "..." His heart became heavier. Should he apologize to his mother?
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Jin Buyi with squinting eyes, and sighed leisurely: "If you really feel that you can't forgive me, then work harder in the future."
Jin Buyi felt his nose was sore, and tears instantly filled his eyes.
In order to prevent Jin Qing from discovering his strangeness, Jin Buyi lowered his head and said with a choked voice: "I understand."
It felt really good to have a mother, so good that it made him want to cry.
Jin Qing reached out and patted Jin Buyi's shoulder: "Don't be too moved. If you really feel embarrassed, then..."
Before Jin Qing could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jin Buyi: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely let the Xinpai genre flourish in my hands."
