It was past eleven o'clock in Kyoto, and it was already early in the morning in New York, USA. In the Song family manor, the lights in Song Baiming's study were still on, and they were not asleep.
Nan Feng stood respectfully in front of Song Baiming's desk, watching Song Baiming look through the information on the desk. These information were exactly the situation in Pengshan he investigated.
After reading for about ten minutes, Song Baiming took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes and said softly: "From the information, there is no problem with Pengshan. I do have a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors at home, and I also met Yang Han early."
"It's true that there is no problem. These information were sent from me in China, and I'm very careful not to be fake." Nan Feng whispered.
"I understand. Since that's the case, Pengshan will be well served. Although we don't live in the Song family manor, our Song family can't be stingy after spending these days. Wait until Xiaohui's situation, maybe we really have to rely on Pengshan this time." Song Baiming said.
"I understand." Nan Feng nodded and carefully exited Song Baiming's study.
At the same time, in a room in the Yang family, Yang Mingyuan and Yang Nianhua were also sitting together, without any sleepiness.
Yang Mingyuan frowned and asked for a long time: "Are you talking about Pengshan's information? China has also done something wrong?"
"Yes, judging from the knowledge of the Song family, the news that Peng Shan and Wang Xu were classmates has been covered up, and the identity of a traditional Chinese medicine family has been forged. If we hadn't known about it for a long time, we would probably have been misled." Yang Nianhua said.
"It seems that Wang Xu is even more difficult. He can cover up Pengshan's information and make the Song family unable to find out the real information. This method is not something that ordinary people can do." Yang Mingyuan pondered.
"I also think it's strange. Wang Xu's identity is clear and innocent. Why do you have such ability?" Yang Mingyuan said in confusion.
"We don't need to consider this issue. Let's wait and see what's going on now." Yang Mingyuan reminded, and then changed his tone: "How is Xiaohan there?"
"The Song family did not do anything, but Kang Eun-hee, a famous Korean doctor who came to treat the Song family, was investigating Pengshan. Moreover, Kang Eun-hee's people were also monitoring him near the hotel where Xiaohan stayed." Yang Nianhua said.
"This Korean stick is jealous of money and plans to take dirty measures." Yang Mingyuan sneered: "But if you hit my Yang family, he is too brave. If you want to protect Xiaohan, you can deal with anything abnormal, and you don't need to show mercy."
"I understand." Yang Nianhua nodded and replied in a low voice: "I have already given instructions, and Xiao Han is also my daughter."
I have to say that this 100 million US dollars is not that easy to make. The Song family is worried about Yang Han and has other intentions. The Yang family is also waiting and watching, while Kang Enxi is not idle either.
In a big hotel not far from the Yang Family Manor, Kang Enxi did not sleep either. He looked at the information in front of him and frowned. After a long time, he stretched out and said to a middle-aged man opposite him: "From this point, Pengshan is prepared, and he is bound to get a medical fee of 100 million yuan. With the help of the Yang Family's daughter, we don't have much time."
"Mr. Kang, do you have no confidence in healing the Song family?" asked the middle-aged man.
"Song Jinhui's situation is very special. I can't say how much hope I have for healing the prescription I prescribed. The time is too short. If there is ten days and half a month, maybe I can come up with a better way." Kang Enxi sighed and continued: "No matter what, since there is a secret recipe in Pengshan, you can find a way to get it out, and go now."