Zhang Dongqiang chuckled and said warmly, "It doesn't matter, this medicine is meant to be kept."
Is he such a stingy person? How could he take back what he took out?
But seeing the little girl's eager look, like a puppy, it was quite interesting, so I thought of teasing her.
Ye Laiyin's mind was running rapidly. The medicine was good, but it was very expensive, so it was not unaffordable, but due to the friendship between the two families, it was difficult to pay for it;
But I always feel bad about taking such a good thing for nothing.
The life-saving grace of a pill is already a huge favor.
With this thought in mind, he subconsciously reached out and took the porcelain bottle handed over by Zhang Dongqiang.
"This medicine is extremely effective. It is not an ordinary product. It was developed with great effort by Dr. Mu from Jiuyou Valley, using many top-quality medicinal materials."
Ye Laiyin felt that the porcelain vase in his hand was heavy.
Zhang Dongqiang said this not to show off, but he stopped him and said, "Miracle Doctor Mu likes to travel around. It's easy to find the dragon but not the tail. The medicine he made with his own hands is even more precious."
"this……"
"There is only one bottle of this medicine. Second Uncle Ye keeps it away. Don't use it unless absolutely necessary."
It turned out to be this, and Ye Laiyin was relieved.
It just feels like the debt is even heavier.
He Xiner, who closed her eyes and rested, listened to her father's words of gratitude. No money was pouring out, just like the flood that burst the embankment, it was pouring out incessantly.
Then, a group of people walked out lively.
Until the footsteps, talking and walking gradually go away~
She pursed her thin lips and smiled softly.
Brother Zhang's stuff is naturally top quality.
If we talk about owing favors, we owe them so much that we can't even count them.
Not sure yet.
Uh~
Not to mention anything else, Dabai was given by Brother Zhang. This favor is as big as the sky.
It will never be paid off.
Dabai is a priceless treasure...
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By the way, Ye Feifeng stared blankly at the man who looked like an immortal and gradually walked away, hiding in the dark night;
The sweet feeling when we first met has long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only a feeling of sadness in my heart.
Brother Zhang is so good that the elders value him, and everyone wants to have a word with him, so that's fine;
But Ye Yuanyuan, Guan Cuizhi and the little Wang Jinling all squeezed in front of him with smiles, looking very intimate and familiar with him.
But she didn't even say a word.
Ye Feifeng couldn't understand why.
The eldest brother is like this. Although she is a biological sister, she is not as close as them to the eldest brother. The eldest brother is like this again.
I feel so unhappy in my heart.
Her eyes unconsciously glanced at Ye Yuanyuan, Guan Cuizhi and Wang Jinling. Due to the hot weather, they were all wearing thin and soft Lingluo dresses, which were gorgeous and noble, and elegant~
Ye Feifeng was sour.
Their parents doted on their daughters, and their second uncle and second aunt were extremely devoted to their cousin Wang, and wanted her for everything.
And she was wearing a muslin dress that was 80% new and made by herself. Because of her poor craftsmanship, she did not dare to embroider the skirt. She only embroidered a few red plum blossoms on the collar and cuffs.
She was so happy when she put on the new clothes. She felt that the new clothes were so beautiful.
But now, together with several people wearing luxurious clothes, she only felt that this dress was poor, very poor, and nothing could be more poor than it.
It turns out that her father also gave her a lot of money, saying that when she grew up, she would buy better fabrics and make a few sets of decent clothes, but the money never got to her, and it was all used by her.
The mother took over and cut off a few pieces of fine cotton to kill herself.
Why is it that other people's mothers are so nice, but she is such a selfish mother?
Dense hatred rushed into her heart. Ye Feifeng held her hands hard, and her hard nails pinched her palms painfully.