Mo Zilin is about 60 years old, energetic, straight and elegant. If he is not said to be a businessman, Qin Muxiu and Mu Yi both felt that even if he stood among the ministers, his demeanor would not be inferior, and he was even more restrained and calm than many ministers.

No wonder he became the richest man in the capital.

Except for the initial respectful salute to Mu Yi, Mo Zilin did not flatter at all in his conversation, and was elegant and humorous, neither humble nor arrogant.

He said to Mu Yi, "I am willing to donate money to help His Highness the Crown Prince to promote the completion of the Medical Hall. In the eyes of others, I think I am flattering and want to sell my face in front of the future emperor to make a prosperous business. But I am sixty-two years old this year, and I smell the fragrance of the coffin. I have no other concerns except a granddaughter. Money and future are just passing clouds for me."

Mu Yi didn't expect Mo Zilin to say this, and he couldn't help but admire him more and more, and he was a little curious, "Can Mr. Mo say that, who made you generously donate?"

Mo Zilin smiled, "First of all, it must be because of money. I can't spend it anymore. I want to do something good."

Mu Yi couldn't help but laugh, "Old Mo is honest."

Mo Zilin's eyes were covered with a shadow after laughing.

"There is another reason, because I have suffered from the pain of no one seeing a doctor, and I know the despair of watching the lives of my relatives pass by before my eyes but can do nothing.

Your Highness, don’t look at me now. More than ten years ago, I had both children and a virtuous wife and a filial son.”

"That old Mo's wife and children..."

Mo Zilin sighed, "It's all my fault. Thirteen years ago, I went to Zixu Country to trade and heard that Zixu Country produces green plums, and my husband's wife likes green plums the most. As soon as my son and daughter-in-law got married, I thought to take the family out for fun. Who would have thought that when I passed by a small village at the junction of Dongqin and Zixu, our family and the caravans all started vomiting and diarrhea. At first, everyone thought that the environment was not suitable for the local conditions and did not take it seriously, and only took some pills prepared when they set out from Dongqin. Unexpectedly, in less than a day, everyone was exhausted. That night, a young man disappeared.

Everyone was panicked, and I was also panicked, so I hurriedly looked for a doctor in the local area, but there was no doctor in that small village. If I wanted to see a doctor, I had to go to another village almost twenty miles away to hire a doctor. When the doctor arrived, I was unable to make up for the situation. My husband's wife and son were all terminally ill. They closed their eyes until the next evening. In addition, there were four friends and one shopkeeper who also lost their lives.

The doctor said it was malaria, and as long as the medicine was taken in time, it was not a serious illness. However, the old husband's wife and children were killed because of such a disease that was not a serious illness! If I were more cautious at that time, I went to invite the doctor a little earlier, or if there was a doctor in the village, wouldn't this tragedy be gone?"

As Mo Zilin spoke, his eyes turned red and his voice was even more swallowed. After so many years, he still felt extremely guilty.

No one expected that Mo Zilin supported the construction of the Medical Hall because of this reason.

Mu Yi bowed his hand and did not hide his respect at all. "Kiss it with pain and sing it with songs. Mo Laozhen is a person with great love!"

Mo Zilin waved his hand, "I am not that noble, but I believe in the cycle of reincarnation. I work in this business with the support of the people, so that I can save some family fortune. Now, it's time for me to repay the people."

"A person who fears heaven and earth will not do evil even if he is not noble. Don't belittle yourself. It is worthy of your reputation for having today's family wealth and fame."

Mo Zilin invited them to a simple meal, unlike those merchants who became rich overnight. In order to show off, they wished they could put wine and meat on the table in order to show off. The Mo Mansion meal looked very simple, but when they were carefully tasted, every dish was extraordinary.

For example, the Yangcheng Lake hairy crab the size of an adult man’s fist,
Chapter completed!