Feng Huaijin didn’t have time to investigate who did it; he urgently took his mother to seek treatment.
But unfortunately, all the major hospitals had no solutions, just waiting for death.
Finally, his grandfather said there was a mysterious healer on Cloud Mist Mountain.
If Western medicine has no solution, then we can only hope traditional Chinese medicine has one.
Feng Huaijin looked at the bottle in his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Xiao Heng watched for a while and couldn’t help but say, "Brother Qi, you’ve been smiling at a glass bottle for quite some time now..."
A faint blush appeared on Feng Huaijin’s handsome face, his long eyelash-like butterfly wings drooping slightly. He immediately sneered, "What do you know?"
What didn’t he understand now?
The two of them immediately went down the mountain, and the private helicopter was on standby, ready to head back to Yanjing immediately.
Feng Huaijin’s eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, hoping it was still in time.
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Su Li felt a bit uneasy, not daring to rashly call Feng Huaijin.
Uncle Mo Yu stepped out of the house and handed over an envelope with a faint floral scent, "Go back and give it to Chu Hongyuan."
Su Li nodded gently, taking a few steps before turning back to look at the man who seemed weathered, asking uncertainly, "Uncle Mo Yu, can I still come here in the future?"
Mo Yu was slightly taken aback and then showed a slight smile, "This is your home."
So, there’s no need to ask if you can come back.
Su Li’s nose felt a slight sourness, and she nodded heavily.
Su Li held the envelope and went down the mountain, just as she ran into Xu Xing sneaking back to see her off.
"Do you have a grudge against Feng Huaijin? Why won’t you give him the medicine?" Su Li couldn’t help asking.
Xu Xing’s expression shifted slightly, responding as a matter of course, "He chased me like a dead dog, as you saw last time, and even got me injured. Why should I give it to him? The more he wants it, the more I refuse to give it."
Su Li looked at Xu Xing’s swaggering demeanor, tempted to kick him hard in the waist. He was really asking for a beating.
"Besides, that medicine is so expensive, two or three million just for the ingredients, not to mention I have to refine it. It’s specially prepared for my pet, Da Huang. How can I give it to someone else?"
Looking at Xu Xing’s serious expression, Su Li curiously asked, "Who is Da Huang?"
Xu Xing replied earnestly, "Da Huang is a dog I raised."
The vein on Su Li’s forehead twitched sharply. She suddenly understood why Xu Xing got injured at the hands of Feng Huaijin.
He really is asking for a beating!
People take it to save lives, and he specially prepares it for his dog!
Seeing Su Li’s expression, Xu Xing immediately burst into laughter, startling the birds in the forest as they flew away in a flutter.
On the way down the mountain with Xu Xing, Su Li gradually realized how formidable these people were.
Mo Si Huang, he’s the one she’s most familiar with among them. A public-recognized noble god in the entertainment industry with no scandals, an undisputed film emperor.
Xu Xing himself is a god in the medical field. If he takes action, he can pull patients back from King Yama.
Like Ji Xuewei just now, privately a master of metaphysics, respected and called Immortal by many. A ritual costs at least a million, no bargaining.
And Lin Moli, she has jewelry and gold mines in South Africa and Southeast Asia. Not only that, her jewelry design is top-notch in the world.
And two senior brothers, one excelling in fighting, the other in culinary arts.
Su Li was completely stunned by what she heard.
She only just realized what kind of people she knew...
They are all amazing big shots!
Looking at Xu Xing, Su Li couldn’t help but ask, "Second Senior Brother, am I the only useless one?"