Quick Transmigation: Good Man Series 1 [1-200]

The Eldest Young Master's Gentle Wife (14)

Father Jiang was speechless. 

He sat in a chair in the dark environment, his entire posture looking extremely defeated. 

Jiang Zhe didn't rush to persuade him, instead giving him enough time to digest the information. 

After a long while. 

Father Jiang finally hoarsely said: "But if we don't continue the dye business, what will we do?" 

In the dark, Jiang Zhe's eyes shone like stars in the black night. He replied confidently and decisively: "Medicine. We will start a pharmaceutical business." 

Father Jiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He didn't expect his son's ambition to be so big. Could the pharmaceutical business be touched by just anyone? 

Father Jiang: "Zhe'er, Father has to remind you, today's medicinal materials market is monopolized by a few large families." 

Jiang Zhe knocked on the handrail and chuckled: "Father, have you misunderstood my meaning?"

Father Jiang: "???" 

Jiang Zhe: "This son wants to do Western medicine." 

Father Jiang's brain blanked out with a "Bam!", and he almost fell from the chair. 

His lips trembled as he shakily said: "West, Western medicine." 

Father Jiang: "You want to be a smuggler?" 

Jiang Zhe maintained his carefree appearance, calmly saying: "Father misunderstood again." 

Father Jiang almost wet his pants because of him, brokenly bellowing: "Just say what you mean. Dad is old, and cannot take too much surprise." 

Jiang Zhe helplessly glanced at him, but still helped him up before quietly saying: "Which does Father think is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine?" 

Father Jiang: "Of course, the medicine that our ancestors passed down is better." Facing Jiang Zhe's cold eyes, he added reluctantly, "Western medicine has a quick effect, but it also has too many side effects." 

Jiang Zhe looked down: "For a dying person, does Father think Western medicine would be effective, or would Chinese medicine be better?" 

Father Jiang: ............

He didn't want to admit that his country couldn't compare to the foreigner's. 

Jiang Zhe knew his thoughts, and delivered the final blow: "If it was a soldier on the battlefield, sometimes a small pill could save a person's life." 

Father Jiang lowered his head and clenched his fist, but ultimately did not answer. 

Jiang Zhe sighed: "Father should have felt it. Times are changing." 

Father Jiang looked up suddenly and looked at him with amazement, vaguely saying: "Zhe'er." 

Jiang Zhe: "Does father think that this son has become foolish from studying, unable to see clearly the situation outside?"