“Miss Chi, so you used medicine from 007 Laboratory. No wonder it could cure Old Master Meng’s illness.” Huo Chongjin had a look of realization as he smiled at Chi Jiao.
The other people who were originally surprised that Chi Jiao could cure Old Master Meng instantly felt enlightened as well.
Yes.
This girl was using the medicine from 007 Laboratory!
No wonder she could cure Old Master Meng.
It was probably because of the medicine that Old Master Meng had drunk in the beginning.
When Huo Wanwan heard what her father said, her gaze towards Chi Jiao was instantly filled with contempt.
What was this?! Was she pretending to be good with 007’s medicine?
No wonder this girl was so confident. If it were her, she would also be confident if she had a special medicine that could treat Old Master Meng’s illness.
“The bottle I gave Old Master Meng at the beginning was not a medicine to treat the illness,” Chi Jiao said indifferently.
Huo Chongjin and the rest were confused.
“Grandpa Meng, is the taste of the purple peach juice the same as before?” Chi Jiao asked with a smile.
Old Master Meng’s eyes lit up as he nodded. He looked like he hadn’t had enough. “It’s indeed delicious, but it’s just too little.”
“Purple peaches have harsh requirements for survival, so they can’t be mass-produced. However, it’s not good to drink too much of this too. If it’s too nourishing, it will have the opposite effect,” Chi Jiao said with a smile.
Purple peach was a medicinal fruit that her god grandfather had researched and planted.
The taste was very good, and it could be used as medicine to strengthen the body, vitalize the meridians, and strengthen one’s foundation and essence.
Chi Jiao had just fed Old Master Meng the purple peach juice to appease him so that he wouldn’t be so nervous.
After all, the treatment process earlier was very painful.
“The purple peach juice doesn’t have the effect of treating the illness. Miss Chi, you’re really amazing,” Meng Xueqing deliberately raised her voice and said in appreciation.
When Huo Chongjin and Huo Wanwan heard that, their expressions turned ugly.
The repeated face-smacking made them doubt their lives.
“Alright, let the banquet continue. Don’t worry, everyone. I’m fine now.” Old Master Meng was in a good mood as he kept a smile on his face. “Please do as you please. Treat this as your home. Don’t be reserved.”
Just as he said that, the surrounding people consciously dispersed.
This small interlude came to an end.
“Jiaojiao, come with me to the study. I haven’t seen you in a long time, I want to have a chat with you.” Old Master Meng looked at her expectantly.
Chi Jiao nodded and turned to look at him. “Brother Quan, will you wait for me here for a while?”
Quan Jue agreed faintly.
After Chi Jiao and Old Master Meng went to the study, Quan Jue felt that there was no point in staying around any longer. He turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.
Although it was cold outside, it was thankfully quieter here.
When Huo Chongjin saw that he had left, he hurriedly followed.
After leaving the villa, a cold breeze blew at them.
Quan Jue walked to the flower bed in front of the courtyard and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He lit one and took a puff.
He rarely smoked.
He only did it if he was having complex feelings.
In fact, after meeting that woman in Shang Jing, he was only calm when he was with Jiaojiao. Other times, he was more irritable.
“Xiao Jue.” Huo Chongjin walked up to him and greeted him in a more enthusiastic tone.