Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 369: Saved by a fierce and rough boss

Song Lan tried hard to suppress her uneasiness, forced a smile, and said to Liu Liqin: "Aunt Liu, thank you for introducing someone for my grandfather. I think it would be better to find a man to do the odd jobs. You see, we sometimes have to grind some herbs here. Girls may not be able to do these rough and tiring jobs..."

When Wen Minfang heard this, she thought that Song Lan in front of her disliked Wen Yang because he looked too weak and couldn't work.

So he hurriedly said, "Miss Song, my niece is very capable. She might even be better than boys. And I heard that Doctor Song wants to find someone who is literate and clean. She has been to school and can write well. Why don't you let her try?"

Song Lan bit her lip, feeling a little embarrassed, and just when she was about to say something.

Song Yuan walked out of the house. He had just heard the voices outside. He heard Song Lan rejecting the person Liu Liqin found for him.

After coming out, he first saw Liu Liqin, and then his eyes were attracted by Wen Yang who was standing behind Liu Liqin.

With just one glance, Song Yuan understood why Song Lan had just rejected the girl brought by Liu Liqin.

Song Yuan sighed silently in his heart. He had brought up Song Lan since childhood, so how could he not understand Song Lan's heart? Song Lan still hadn't given up on the city man who came to consult her yesterday.

But now Song Lan’s only relative left is this old man. If Song Lan really returns to Beijing and gets wronged, who will support her?

Thinking of this, Song Yuan once again carefully looked at the girl introduced by Liu Liqin in front of him, and felt that this girl really looked like someone who could do things efficiently.

He immediately had some thoughts in his mind.

He slowly spoke to Song Lan, "Song Lan, since Aunt Liu has said so, let this girl stay and give it a try. Take her with you today to grind the herbs that Mr. Cheng will use tomorrow, and teach her how to record medical records. When Mr. Cheng comes tomorrow, let her take charge of him."

Song Lan widened her eyes slightly when she heard this, "Grandpa, I can also be responsible for recording Mr. Cheng's condition..."

Seeing Song Lan's anxious look, Song Yuan frowned and said with a hardened heart, "There are more patients who need you, so let her take care of Mr. Cheng."

Then Song Yuan asked Wen Yang with a pleasant expression, "What's your name, kid?"

"Wen Yang."

"Okay, Wen Yang, you'll start working here from today. The salary will be based on the market wage for apprentices, 18 yuan a month. I'll also provide you with a meal at noon. If you think that's acceptable, I'll have Song Lan show you around later."

Song Lan bit her lip, feeling very reluctant, but it was difficult for her to openly refute her grandfather. She could only lower her head in grievance and continue to fiddle with the herbs in her hand.

Based on these few sentences, Wen Yang roughly deduced that Mr. Cheng was probably the person Song Lan liked.

Although she didn't want to get involved in other people's relationships, she needed the job right now, and lunch was included in the work, so she nodded politely and agreed.

She secretly made a decision in her heart that as long as she didn't have any communication with the so-called Mr. Cheng at that time, everything would be fine.

Then she smiled and said to Song Yuan, "Thank you, Dr. Song, for giving me this opportunity."

Wen Minfang was delighted to hear that Song Yuan was willing to let Wen Yang stay. She patted Wen Yang on the shoulder and said, "That's great, Yangyang. Since Dr. Song is willing to let you work here, you must perform well and don't let Dr. Song down!"

Wen Yang nodded, "Okay, don't worry, auntie, I will do my best."

"Okay, now that you have a job, I can rest assured. I will go home first. Remember the way home."

"Auntie who remembers."

"Okay, then auntie will wait for you to come back for dinner in the evening."

After saying that, Wen Minfang left.

After everyone left, Song Yuan said to Song Lan, "Lanlan, when we finish collecting the dried herbs, you can teach Wen Yang how to grind them. After you finish grinding the medicine that Mr. Cheng will use tomorrow, you can teach her how to record the patient's condition."

After saying that, Song Yuan turned to one of the patients waiting in line for consultation in the courtyard and said, "It's your turn. Come in."

Wen Yang followed Song Yuan's voice and looked in the direction of the patient, but his eyes met the patient's.

Wen Yang was startled by the direct and unconcealed look in her eyes. An uncomfortable and sticky feeling came over her, and she immediately looked away.

But when the male patient heard Song Yuan's words, his eyes were still glued to Wen Yang. His eyes revealed amazement and obsession, and he couldn't look away.

It wasn't until Song Yuan called him again that he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream. He reluctantly withdrew his gaze and walked into the consultation room.

After that person entered the room, the discomfort caused by the sticky and slippery sight gradually faded away.

It was a foregone conclusion that Wen Yang would stay. Although Song Lan was extremely reluctant, she had no choice but to do as her grandfather said.

At the same time, she silently comforted herself in her heart that city people like Mr. Cheng should not be superficial people who only look at appearance.

Anyway, Mr. Cheng will go back to the city, and this girl named Wen Yang will go back to the village. The identities of these two people are very different. If she thinks too much about it now, it will just be unnecessary trouble.

Song Lan adjusted her attitude and quietly put away the dried herbs. She said to Wen Yang with a cold expression, "Come here. I'll teach you how to grind the herbs."

Wen Yang walked forward obediently.

Song Lan raised her hand and pointed at the baskets of herbs in front of her. "These are the herbs that need to be ground later. Watch me do it first, and then you can grind them."

Wen Yang nodded.

Song Lan skillfully grabbed a handful of herbs, put them into the mortar, then picked up the pestle and began to grind them rhythmically.

As Song Lan ground the herbs, she explained the precautions, "When grinding the herbs, you must make sure they are ground as finely as possible so that they can be used to their maximum effectiveness. Also, be careful not to grind too hard, otherwise the herbs might fly out."

In this way, Song Lan demonstrated several methods of grinding herbs in turn, and then handed the pestle in her hand to Wen Yang, "Okay, you try it."

Wen Yang carefully took the pestle from Song Lan and began to grind it carefully according to Song Lan's demonstration.

Song Lan still harbored some inexplicable resentment towards Wen Yang, so she stood aside and watched. She thought that Wen Yang had never done this job before, so he would make some mistakes, and she was planning to take the opportunity to lecture him and vent her resentment.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yang got the hang of it very quickly, and did his work seriously and meticulously, leaving no room for fault.

Seeing this, Song Lan could only shut up obediently.

By the time the herbs were almost ground, it was almost noon and the patients seen in the morning had been seen one after another.

So Song Yuan closed the door and temporarily stopped seeing patients.