"I'm sorry, Director, I..." Lin Rou's expression was sowhat sad, her youthful eyes clearly filled with the desire for her dreams, yet there was a hint of helplessness.
Han Qiuyun's face showed a bitter smile as she gently patted Lin Rou and said, "Silly child, I understand your difficulties. Your mother is right; traditional Chinese dicine indeed is declining. Just you and I alone cannot save it. Go, do business with your mother. That is the right choice..."
Although Han Qiuyun was comforting Lin Rou, as she spoke, tears began to fall.
She was not content.
Why is it so difficult?
This essence of our nation that has been passed down for so many years, why is it no longer accepted by people?
"I need to get so air." Seeing that the two won were about to hug and cry, Su Chen spoke, then walked out of the office.
Indeed, as soon as Su Chen left, the two won imdiately embraced each other and started sobbing.
Su Chen looked back at the two girls who held onto their dreams but were helpless against the harsh reality and eventually had to resign themselves to their fate, feeling sowhat troubled in his heart.
Yes, traditional Chinese dicine has been inherited from our ancestors.
By just observing, slling, asking, and feeling the pulse, one can diagnose diseases.
Unlike Western dicine that frequently resorts to blood tests, infusions, and antibiotics, it is many tis better.
But why don't people accept it?
"Can we talk?" Yang Yulin approached her car, about to open the door, when a voice sounded from behind.
She turned her head and looked indifferently at the man who appeared before her, saying, "Young man, you are quite impressive, capable, and persuasive, but trying to convince a woman who has been widowed for over a decade and has been battling in the business world alone for many years, that is impossible."
Su Chen eyed this charming woman.
This woman may not be as successful as Lin Xi.
But the confidence she exuded was no less than Lin Xi's.
After all, she was much older than Lin Xi by over a decade.
Her life experience and social experience were far richer than Lin Xi's.
Normally, it is almost impossible to persuade such a confident and decisive woman.
But Su Chen simply did not believe that.
"How should I address you, 'sister'?" Su Chen paused for a while before speaking.
"Sister?" Yang Yulin chuckled slightly.
A young man in his twenties daring to call her 'sister'.
"I am Yang Yulin, 38 years old this year; do you think it's appropriate to call sister?" Yang Yulin said.
"But in my eyes, you are just like a sister," Su Chen said.
Yang Yulin shook her head, "That's because you only see what's on the surface..."
Yang Yulin's face indeed looked young.
If she said she was only 30, there were people who would believe it.
But her body was actually much older than 38.
A woman, after her husband's death, the hardships she had to face alone to uphold a company were far beyond what most people could imagine.
To prevent her company from failing, Yang Yulin almost stayed up late every night.
Continuously.
Sotis she often stayed up until 3 or 4 in the morning.
This situation continued for several years.
Through her efforts, the company eventually stabilized.
Regrettably, her health was overdrawn.
By the ti she realized it, her body felt like that of a woman in her forties or fifties.
The skin beca loose and dry, no longer as hydrated as before.
Fortunately, she had always cared a lot about her face.
So her face maintenance was still quite good.
Staying around the appearance of thirty years old.
But her body could never be nursed back to health.
She even felt that she might not live much longer.
That's why she was in such a hurry to have Lin Rou return by her side, to take over the family business sooner.
Or to settle down and establish herself, either would be good.
"Then, can I see sothing beyond just the surface?" Su Chen looked towards Yang Yulin, asking with a clear gaze.
Yang Yulin was slightly stunned.
But in the end, she rolled up her shirt sleeve a bit, imdiately revealing a section of waxy yellow, slightly wrinkled, and shriveled skin!
Hiss!
Su Chen sucked in a breath of cold air.
This was not the skin a woman in her thirties should have.
It clearly resembled the skin of a woman in her fifties!
"How could this be?" Although Su Chen had long noticed that Yang Yulin was deficient in vital energy and her Essence and Spirit were heavily overdrawn, he was still shocked to see it with his own eyes.
"Twelve years ago, Lin Rou's father passed away, and I was the only one supporting the company..."
After hearing Yang Yulin's story, Su Chen couldn't help but regard this woman with great respect.
A woman, having to take care of an eight-year-old daughter and manage a huge company, it was indeed not easy.
"So, you should understand why I must take Lin Rou with …" Yang Yulin sighed deeply.
She too wanted her daughter to pursue her own dreams.
However, if traditional dicine still had potential for developnt, she might not have stopped Lin Rou.
But if Lin Rou couldn't even sustain herself in the future.
Even if she passed away, she wouldn't be at peace.
Su Chen nodded and said, "I can understand the difficulties you're facing, Sister Yulin."
"Call auntie, show so respect." Yang Yulin put down her sleeve and glared at Su Chen with annoyance.
Even she didn't know why she showed Su Chen her ugly side.
Perhaps it was because of Su Chen's profound dical skills.
Sick people do not shun doctors, in her eyes, Su Chen was a doctor.
"Sister Yulin, how can I convince you to not take Lin Rou away?" Su Chen asked with so frustration.
Knowing Yang Yulin's situation, Su Chen felt it wasn't right to persuade her too much.
"Didn't I just tell you? I can't see a future for traditional dicine, so I won't let Lin Rou waste her youth on this," Yang Yulin said.
"Sister Yulin, do you an that if I can show you the future of traditional dicine, you would be willing to let Lin Rou stay in this field?" Su Chen asked.
"Accomplish that first then we'll talk," Yang Yulin said playfully.
She was indeed a very shrewd woman, not letting a drop of water slip through her words.
However, Su Chen didn't want to fuss over it too much.
He spoke up: "If, I could make traditional dicine so sought after that people line up every day for treatnt, would that count as showing you the future?"
A strange look appeared on Yang Yulin's face.
Line up for treatnt?
If it had been any other departnt, she might have believed it.
Traditional dicine?
Who would believe that?
Clearly, Yang Yulin didn't believe it.
"Sister Yulin, would you dare to bet with that if people line up daily for traditional dicine, you would let Lin Rou stay?" Su Chen, seeing this, narrowed his eyes and said.
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