The Real Rich Daughter is a Future Genius Scientist

After all, Ning Zheng’s movie was a single-story type of movie, and there were actors who were involved in other unit stories.

After filming for the past two days, Guo Miao found a weekend to go to Master Sihan’s house. Master Sihan’s friend, Andy, had already come to Haicheng and was ready to receive treatment from Guo Miao.

Andy was much younger than Sihan. He was wearing a black paperboy hat and black-rimmed glasses as he sat on the balcony of Encai’s villa.

He had a face that closely resembled Leonardo’s. His brows were deep and when he looked at people, he would frown slightly as if he was thinking about something.

There was a gentle Asian woman standing beside him. She was said to be his assistant.

“Jenny, although Master Sihan says that this master is highly skilled, you shouldn’t have too much hope. After all, we’ve seen a lot of charlatans over the years.”

Andy patted Jenny’s hand. “And Master Sihan said that the person is a Chinese medicine doctor. You know, I’ve never believed in Chinese medicine. They only rely on a few herbs and some strange acupuncture methods, but those have never worked.”

Jenny had also found a Chinese medicine doctor in country D. The doctor had been paid a lot of money but hadn’t been able to cure Andy.

For three whole months, Andy had been drinking some kind of black soup with Eastern magic, which made him hold a grudge for a long time.

“There’s an old saying in country C that bitter medicine is good for illness, so you’d better take your medicine properly. If the key to the cure is medicine, it’s only right that it’s bitter.”

When Guo Miao arrived at Encai’s residence, she saw Jenny sitting at the dining table with Andy and Sihan having afternoon tea.

Andy was looking at Jenny, who was focused on eating a small piece of cake, and his eyes were full of gentleness. Guo Miao’s intuition told her that the relationship between the two was not straightforward.

“Mindy, you’re here.” Sihan saw Guo Miao and quickly greeted her.

“Is this Teacher Andy?” Guo Miao asked.

Andy looked at Guo Miao up and down, a trace of suspicion flashing in his light-colored eyes. “Mr. Sihan, are you lying to me? Is this the legendary Master Mindy who cured Sheng Guang’s eyes?”

Sihan quickly said, “She’s the one. Although she doesn’t look like it, bro, listen to me.”

“This lady doesn’t even look like she’s of age. It’s hard for me to believe you, bro.” Andy frowned. “You didn’t ask me to come here for you to play a joke on me, did you? ”

“Of course not. Sheng Guang’s eyes were cured by this very person in front of you. How can you say that, Mr. Andy? Although Dr. Mindy looks young, she’s outstanding in all aspects. You mustn’t underestimate her.”

“Hmph.” Andy snorted. “As long as I don’t take that disgusting Eastern bitter medicine, I’m willing to give it a try.”

“So, you don’t like bitter medicine. Why don’t you let me take a look at your leg first?” Guo Miao laughed.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine that Guo Miao studied was a fusion of Western and Chinese medicine after many years. It was much more advanced than what the nonsense people cooked up these days.

During the Empire era, the medical theory of Chinese medicine was matched with the quantitative method of Western medicine and became the mainstream medical method at that time. Guo Miao also did a lot of work to promote this medical method at that time.

Andy unwillingly stretched out his hand, and Guo Miao placed her hand on his pulse.

“Mr. Andy, do you often have insomnia and anxiety symptoms?” Guo Miao asked.

Andy snorted. “Don’t lie to me. Most people who do a little bit of artwork may have insomnia. I think you’re just trying to deceive me.”

“Do you often suspect that you have other diseases?” Guo Miao asked. “You have heart palpitations. If you go to the hospital for a check, there won’t be any problems.”

Jenny’s eyes widened. It was true. In the past six months after the car accident, Andy had indeed been going to the hospital for body tests, from CT scans to electrocardiographs, but there had been no problems at all.

“It’s true, Mr. Andy. I think Dr. Mindy might be on to something,” Jenny said.

“Can you show me your leg, Mr. Andy?” Guo Miao said.

After listening to what Guo Miao had just said, Andy trusted her even more and stretched out his leg for her to check