Faced with Ye Lao's question, Feng Jun did not answer. He merely glanced silently at Yuan Huapeng: Are you going to handle this or not?
This time, Yuan Huapeng absolutely could not allow the hospital to make any further moves.
He walked over with a dark expression and spoke. "Ye Lao, you worked hard treating our father as well. My sister and I saw it, and we've always been deeply grateful. But if you keep this up... you'll be putting us in a difficult position."
Ye Lao turned to look at Yuan Lao and saw that his breathing had become light and steady. He had clearly fallen asleep. Ye Lao could only turn back and speak softly. "Young friend, could you give me some powder from the Foundation-Nourishing Pill and the Body-Tempering Pill?"
Feng Jun looked at him and coldly spat out two words. "Why should I?"
After saying that, he swayed aside, went around the other man, and left without looking back.
Ye Lao gave a bitter laugh and spread his hands at Yuan Huapeng. "That's how it is... Hey, why are you leaving too?"
Before he had even finished speaking, Yuan Huapeng had already disappeared through the doorway, with Second Sister chasing after him.
Ye Lao could only look at Eldest Sister again and sigh helplessly. "I only wanted to study the mechanism behind it. I don't mind paying... Ancient medicine is not so easily deciphered."
Eldest Sister slowly shook her head. "I'm truly sorry, Ye Lao, but there's no need to mention money again... Do you know what price the Yuan Family paid to invite him to act?"
"A price?" Ye Lao was stunned. "You mean it wasn't merely a matter of money?"
"Hehe." Eldest Sister smiled helplessly and pointed outside. "That master's personal wealth exceeds the