Su Yuan wanted to come and write three sets of prescriptions for Nie Lianxue.

Let Mr. Nie decoct and take it once in the morning, noon and evening.

After Nie Lianxue took it, she gave it to her father.

"Chengmin, you have to keep this prescription well, it's worth a thousand gold." Old Deng said with a smile.

Nie Chengmin nodded, bowed slightly to Mr. Deng, then clasped his fists to Su Yuan and said, "I will repay you more than today's kindness in the past!"

Su Yuan didn't say anything, greeted Tu Xing, and left the ward under the eyes of the crowd.

Nie Xingchang's resurrection from the dead is the top priority.

Some are happy and some are sad.

However, no matter how worried the person is, he dare not reveal it.

This is true for Nie Yinghua's family of three.

After getting the prescription, Nie Yinghua was so busy that he ran away and even decocted the medicine himself.

If you don’t know, you think he is so filial.

After being busy until dusk, Nie Yinghua then took a short rest.

He left the sanatorium building and came to the garden outside to smoke.

"Look at Nie Chengmin's appearance, and that little girl Nie Lianxue, now she is always in a row and is guarding against us. It's really disgusting." Wu Wanli walked over and cursed.

"I've long seen that Nie Lianxue is not a good thing, and I don't know what grandpa likes her..."

"Your grandfather is a confused man. If he could understand some flexibility, he would be like this now? Look at Ye Shaohua, the Ye family, how powerful he is now?"

"You guys are quiet, and you are not afraid of being heard." Nie Yinghua glanced over and said with an irritable face.

"Dad, those people have begun to favor Nie Chengmin. If this continues, our family will suffer aggrieved." Nie Qinglian said worriedly.

"It's all a group of fencemen, what's there to care about?" Nie Yinghua sneered.

"What should I do now?"

"The current situation is that whoever can cure the old man will be supported. The reason why my younger brother is successful is that he has not invited the little bastard to save the old man back?"

Nie Qinglian felt it made sense and cursed: "I didn't expect that the little untouchable had this ability. Where did Nie Lianxue find it? I'm really angry! If it weren't for his bad things, maybe you would be the head of the Nie family today."

"It's useless to say this." Nie Yinghua said this, but he couldn't hide the anger on his face.

"Husband, you said, they can find one, can we find one too?" Wu Wanli asked.

"Yes, Dad, although grandpa has survived, he still hasn't woken up, and the little pariah has clearly stated that in three or five days, grandpa will still be in danger. If we can invite a miracle doctor and cure his grandpa in front, then wouldn't we make great contributions? Maybe grandpa will be happy and pass the position directly to you?" Nie Qinglian said excitedly.

"Yes, I have contacted Luoshen Sect, and this matter has been put on the agenda."

"Dad, we have negotiated with Luoshen Sect before. Didn't they refuse? Why..."

Nie Yinghua frowned and pondered, then shook his head and said, "I don't know much about this, but since Luo Shenzong chose to help, he must be sure to cure the old man."

"Ha, when grandpa is cured, we will make a contribution. Dad, you must kill that little untouchable at that time, so that he can ruin our good things!"

"Of course." Nie Yinghua smiled, with a cold look in his eyes, and said, "He ruined my good deeds. Even if he cuts into pieces and dismembers five horses, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred!"

...

South of the imperial capital.

There is an area that belongs to a ‘civilian area’.

The cement road is bumpy and surrounded by dilapidated buildings.

Although the people living here have a resident of the imperial capital, every household is crowded in a house of thirty or forty square meters.

If you don’t say it, the key is that you won’t sell it or demolish it. The people here are also considered to be reserved.

In order to save money, Qu Hongyang rented a small house here and could only put down a bed and a clothes hanger.

Usually, when washing clothes and going to the toilet, you have to bypass the alley and come to the public bathroom a hundred meters away to solve the problem.

Although it is very hard, he is very satisfied to be with his daughter.

Today is his 50th birthday, and his daughter insists on celebrating his birthday.

I said I didn't want to, but I was so happy in my heart.

The father and daughter came to a private room in a dilapidated small restaurant downstairs and sat down.

Qu Hongyang wanted to find a better restaurant, but she also knew that her father didn't like wasting.

It's birthday, just be happy.

"Dad, happy birthday." Qu Yuwen took out a small homemade cake, which she made part-time at the cake shop in her spare time.

"Haha, okay." Qu Hongyang hurriedly took it over at a loss, looking at his well-behaved and sensible daughter in front of him, feeling relieved and happy.

An ordinary old man can raise a genius daughter and enter Tsinghua and Peking University. The hardships are hard to know.

However, these bitterness is worth it.

He can give anything for his daughter.

Qu Yuwen put a birthday hat on his father and lit a small candle. The picture was ordinary and warm.

Suddenly, a young man with a watermelon head and wearing beanie shoes kicked in the door, followed by a village woman wearing heavy makeup.

"Weicai? Her aunt? Why are you here?" Qu Hongyang asked in surprise.

"Aunt." Qu Yuwen stood up politely and pulled the chair to let his aunt sit down.

The aunt slapped Qu Yuwen away and cursed at Qu Hongyang: "You are a heartless person who has not obtained the money and still has the face to eat here? Do you know that your mother is about to die when she is lying on the bed? Where is the money? I ask you what 300,000 yuan?"

"Uncle, you are not authentic. I heard that Boss Hu promised to lend you 300,000 yuan, why don't you accept it? You want grandma to die. Are you so relaxed?" The young man Zhou Weicai said sarcastically.

"Dad, what's wrong with grandma?" Qu Yuwen asked in a daze.

Qu Hongyang squeezed out a smile and asked the two to sit down and talk slowly.

"Okay, uncle, I'll give you this face." Zhou Weicai snatched Qu Hongyang's seat and sat down, glanced at the cake on the oil-stained wooden table: "Oh, uncle, you can do it, life is easy, today is your birthday? There is still a cake?"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed a handful of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

The originally exquisite little cake just turned out to be rotten.

Qu Yuwen's eyes showed heartache.

This cake has been prepared for a long time.

I also want to thank my father for his hard work.

However, she is very sensible and doesn't speak.

Zhou Weicai sucked the cream on his finger and spat: "What's the thing, garbage cream."

As he said that, he crossed his legs again, looked at Qu Hongyang and said, "Uncle, why don't you collect Boss Hu's 300,000?"

Chapter completed!