Hearing his beloved daughter’s ideas, An Zisheng’s eyes lit up, and he became interested.
Although the treatment of veterans had improved a lot in the military now, these tough men found it difficult to adapt to the cutthroat reality of society after staying in the armed forces for a long time. As a result, many former kings of the soldiers remained frustrated and unfulfilled in society.
If he could invite these outstanding veterans to join his darling daughter’s security company, not only would his daughter’s problem be solved, but these veterans would also find a place to put their skills to use and make a living to support their families. Why not do it!
With this thought, An Zisheng’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. He slapped his thigh enthusiastically and agreed.
"Niuniu, leave this matter to Daddy. I’ll start arranging it at work tomorrow and reach out to those veterans who are feeling unfulfilled," An Zisheng promised.
An Yiqing nodded with a beaming smile. With these agile veterans on board, her security company would become even stronger.
After a good night’s sleep, An Yiqing got up early the next day and went to the Medicine Sect.
In the past few days, Ye Chenghong, the four Great Elders, and Nie Shan had been tirelessly researching an antidote for Qing Frost. They combed through all the medical texts of the Medicine Sect but with little success. Qin Frost, a millennial poison, obviously could not be resolved by simply flipping through medical texts.
However, Ye Chenghong believed that everything in the world had its antidote. Their failure to find a solution didn’t mean that Qing Frost was incurable, but rather that their medical knowledge was limited.
In this world, there is no poison that can’t be neutralized, nor a disease that can’t be cured.
When An Yiqing arrived at the Medicine Sect, Ye Chenghong and the four Elders had just finished an all-nighter and were sitting in the dining hall having breakfast.
Seeing her master’s eyes full of bloodshot veins, An Yiqing felt a pang of heartache and detested the mastermind behind this even more fiercely.
"Master, Elder uncles, Junior Uncle, you should go back and get some sleep. Nothing will happen to Senior Mingyuan with me here," she said.
Ye Chenghong and the others exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
If they couldn’t trust An Yiqing’s medical arts, then whom could they trust? After all, she was the youngest and most outstanding disciple of her generation in the Medicine Sect.
After breakfast, Ye Chenghong, the four Great Elders, and Nie Shan all yawned and returned to their rooms to rest, while An Yiqing went to the treatment room alone.
In the treatment room, Ming Yuan still lay immobile on the hospital bed, just as in the previous days. The snowy white sheets accentuated the purplish-black on Ming Yuan’s body, making it look even more terrifying.
An Yiqing walked slowly to Ming Yuan’s bedside and carefully checked him over.
The Senior Brother’s poison seemed to have worsened a bit.
An Yiqing frowned, her gaze fixed intently on the area around Ming Yuan’s left chest.
The blackness around his heart had darkened significantly compared to the previous few days; the color and area appeared larger today.
The situation was a bit worrying, and concern flashed through An Yiqing’s eyes.
She lifted her right hand and gently reached into the air, and a delicate and tender Heavenly Snow Lotus appeared in her hand out of nowhere.
Squeezing the juice out of the petals of the Heaven Mountain Snow Lotus, An Yiqing carefully fed it to Ming Yuan.
But perhaps the toxins in Ming Yuan’s body had already developed antibodies to the Heavenly Snow Lotus from the last time, as the darkness around his heart only faded a little after An Yiqing administered the juice. If one didn’t look closely, it would be hard to notice any change at all.