Domineering Rebirth: The Fallen Female Pharmacist

Ten years, thousands of days and nights, without interruption.

On this day, Qianhua was just like every other day. After practicing mind reading, she started preparing breakfast, kneading, shaving, and cooking. Suddenly, a string of thoughts rushed into her mind.

It was her grandfather's voice, and she was very excited. This was the first time in ten years that she had read her grandfather's voice.

Grandpa said that she couldn't read his thoughts because her cultivation was not as high as his. But now that she read his thoughts, does it mean that her cultivation has reached his level?

"Hahaha, hahahaha, yes, your cultivation has indeed reached the level of mine." Grandpa suddenly appeared in the kitchen, his face full of relief, mixed with a hint of complicated emotions.[

This little disciple had a higher level of understanding than he imagined. In just ten years, she had mastered all his skills, and even had the tendency to outshine his masters. As a master, he was naturally

self

The disciple is happy, but after living together for ten years, the friendship between them is no longer just master-disciple. He loves her as his own granddaughter, and she treats him as filial and respectful as her own grandfather. They are no different than blood relatives.

millimeter.

She grew up and learned all his skills, and he had nothing more to teach her.

Maybe, it's time to separate.

"No, Qianhua doesn't want to be separated from grandpa, no." Qianhua put down the bowl, blinked her beautiful autumn eyes, filled with tears, and looked at the old man pitifully.

The old man's nose is also sore. Why is he willing to separate from Qianhua?

However, when she grows up, she still has many things to do. How can he selfishly tie her to his side for the rest of his life?

She could hear all his thoughts, and she suddenly understood why her grandfather wanted to separate from her.

Isn't this also her goal for the past ten years?

Learn a skill, go down the mountain to take revenge, and take back everything that belongs to her.

Finally the day of separation came.

The old man handed a bundle to Qianhua, "Son, here are some food and supplies, as well as some life-saving pills. Grandpa has prepared this for you a long time ago. Take it."

Qianhua couldn't help nodding and took the baggage. Her tears were like a broken bead chain. Once one fell, the rest could never be stopped.

The old man reached into the pocket of his Chinese tunic suit, took out a yellowed deposit certificate, and handed it to Qianhua, "Here, this is a sum of money that grandpa deposited in the Bank of China twenty years ago. Grandpa lives here."

, if you don’t need it, take it for emergency use.”

Qianhua took the deposit certificate handed over by the old man, carefully put it into the baggage, and waved to his grandfather, "Grandpa, when I finish my work, I will come back to accompany you. Grandpa, wait for me."

Qianhua turned around and jumped towards the steep rock wall, walking across the rock as if walking on flat ground. In just a few breaths, her figure disappeared into the thick white mist.

The old man looked at the direction where Qianhua disappeared, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and murmured: "Son, please take care of yourself, grandpa will work hard to live and wait for you to come back."

On a sparsely populated cliff, a black car was parked strangely. From the car, two young and strong men got out. They were dressed in black suits, black sunglasses, and had beards.

Knowledge is not a good category.

They quickly walked to the trunk, opened the door, and took out a person from the trunk, a boy, about seventeen or eighteen years old, well-dressed and handsome.