"I remember you took this last time. As a result, I didn't get out of bed for two days after you left."

Liu Xixi deeply knows the power of this thing.

"It's a pity that some people don't use it. LAN Yaxin, that stupid girl, my chess piece with a wide net has completely collapsed."

Tan Shilin shook his head and said.

"That fool, what else do you expect her to do? I heard some people in the circle say that Lan Yaxin and LAN Enron are sworn enemies. Her sister is beautiful and smart. That sister has a good leather bag, which is a vase. What kind of person do you want her to seduce her brother-in-law? I don't know, but I've heard a lot. I'm afraid I don't know how to die."

Liu Xixi said with a laugh.

"My baby, you're right. You're not smart. I've introduced resources to you. You can't repay me well?"

As soon as Tan Shilin finished speaking, he covered his head with the quilt. They laughed happily in the quilt.

Then there was the sound of yin and Yang faltering in the room.

……

Ghost town.

Mo Jinrong drove to the black market alone.

Today, more people came because it was the last batch of goods.

The fat man watched Mo Jinrong drive in with his own eyes. He took a group of people around the door. Because LAN Enron didn't give charm, he didn't dare to act rashly.

After Mo Jinrong drove to his destination, he stopped.

Many people gathered in front of the car waiting for life-saving medicine.

An old man with white hair came slowly on crutches like Mo Jinrong.

"Sir, I heard that your medicine is going to be discontinued. Is it true that he won't sell it in the future? My husband has been suffering from cancer for a long time. He didn't take any medicine before. Since he used your medicine, he has no pain anymore. Although he can't move in bed and has entered the end of his life, I don't want him to continue suffering. What should my husband do if you don't sell medicine in the future What shall we do? "

The old lady with white hair said and began to cry.

Mo Jinrong also has no way at all. He sold medicine entirely for his sister. Now he has basically put it down, and this is illegal. He can't go on, otherwise he will really go to prison because of this.

He thought for a moment and said.

"Grandma! I'm sorry! This is my last medicine. I'm not going to do it again in the future."

Mo Jinrong said sympathetically.

"What about my husband if you don't do it? I can't watch him die in pain"

The old lady threw down her crutch and knelt on her knees. She wanted to ask Mo Jinrong to continue doing this, at least until her husband died peacefully.

Mo Jin let the car lift the old lady up and said comfortingly.

"Although I won't do it again in the future, it doesn't mean that the drug will be gone. I have submitted an application to the government and it will be on the market soon. Then you can buy it in the drugstore."

After listening, the old lady shook her head and showed a painful expression.

"You don't know how expensive the medicine in the drugstore is. Since the old man got sick, our old couple's pension has been taken in and treated him, but it's still not enough, because you have saved us a lot of money. If we go to the hospital or drugstore, how can we afford it?

You don't know how expensive imported medicine is. We are poor people who were brought down by that disease. If you don't produce medicine, how can we live in the future? You are a good man, otherwise you can't produce this medicine. Since you have done it, why not do it to the end.

Of course, we also know that this is illegal, but we really can't help it. Don't worry, we are all tight lipped and will never betray you. Can you continue? "

Mo Jin let pursed her lips and didn't speak.

He looked at the old lady and could neither refuse nor promise.

"Grandma! Don't worry, I've submitted an application to the above. Although the price of this medicine can't be as cheap as it is now, it's definitely a price you can afford. It won't be expensive so that you can't afford it."

Mo Jinrong said helplessly.

"Are you serious? That's great. Thank you very much."

The old lady said excitedly. She turned and stocked more than 20 boxes. She was afraid she wouldn't get such cheap medicine.

Mo Jinrong looked at the direction the old lady left, and his heart was also mixed.

In fact, he didn't discuss a certain price. He had to discuss it with several other companies and finally report it. It was a problem that he couldn't approve it. The reason why he said so was to appease the old lady.

Soon, the drugs of the two cars have been distributed. In order to ensure that everyone has drugs to buy, the purchase limit is formulated. Each person can only buy up to 20 boxes, which is still not enough. Many people gather in front of Mo Jinrong's car and want more drugs.

But Mo Jinrong didn't have more here. He told the family members of those patients that the drugs would be on the market. Those talents left silently.

Seeing Mo Jinrong leave the ghost town, the fat man still didn't receive the news of LAN Enron. He called LAN Enron.

"Boss, Mo Jinrong's medicine has been distributed and will leave soon."

LAN Enron is still changing the bottle for LAN Tingyun in the hospital. She receives the news of the fat man and sends it out without delay.

"You take a picture for me. You don't have to worry about other things. Go back to bed."

When Mo Jinrong returned home, it was already four or five o'clock in the morning. LAN Yaxin didn't appear at the door. He thought he should give up, so he went back to bed at ease.

Mo San slept until dawn because of drugs. He didn't remember what happened yesterday. He just felt a splitting headache.

"Young master, did I sleepwalk out to do something yesterday? Why does my head hurt so much?"

Mo San held his head and found himself soaked. He only remembered that he had been attacked after entering the room yesterday. He had no impression after that.

Mo Jin let lightly drank porridge, glanced at him and said softly.

"Don't you remember yesterday?"

Mo nodded. His mind was blank now.

"Did you eat anything when you entered the room last night?"

Mo Jinrong put down his porridge and asked.

"No, when I entered the room yesterday, I felt a little cool on my mouth. After I licked it a few times, I had no impression. What happened yesterday?"

Mo Sanyi asked seriously.

Mo Jinrong didn't tell him what happened last night. He still didn't know.

"Nothing. You fainted when you hit something yesterday. Clean up and go to work with me."

Mo San looked at his wet and splitting head and thought that the things last night would not decrease, but he didn't want to talk to him.

He remembered everything about the young master and him in the hotel during the day yesterday. Now he looked at Mo Jinrong differently.

"Young master, didn't you do anything to me last night?"

Mo San asked weakly.