Chapter 208 207: Won't Live Long

Wang Zuguang walked into the Holy Medicine Hall, scanned the room, and first nodded to Divine Doctor Zhao:

"Divine Doctor Zhao, my apologies for the intrusion. Master Ning sent me to deliver something to Mr. Mu Lin."

As he mentioned Mu Lin, Wang Zuguang nodded at him.

Mu Lin was puzzled. "How do you know me? We've never met before."

"Nothing that happens in Anhua escapes my eyes," Wang Zuguang said, a triumphant gleam in his gaze.

At the same time, the Grandmaster bodyguard had already brought over two jade boxes.

Wang Zuguang pulled a bank card from his coat and handed it to Mu Lin. "There are five billion in here. The PIN is written on it."

Mu Lin took the card and held it in his hand.

He didn't put it in his pocket.

Divine Doctor Zhao stepped forward and took the two jade boxes, handling them with great care.

With his hands now free, the Grandmaster bodyguard picked up Sun Tiandang and slung him directly over his shoulder.

A faint CRACK was heard, and Sun Tiandang's whole body convulsed again.

Mu Lin pressed his lips together, but finally spoke up. "What's the rush? I didn't even have a chance to tell you, you can't carry him like that."

"I've already broken his spine. Carrying him like that will only make it worse. You should carry him in your arms."

The Martial Arts Grandmaster sighed but followed Mu Lin's advice, cradling Sun Tiandang in his arms.

Wang Zuguang didn't leave right away. He turned back to Mu Lin and said, "Mr. Mu, seeing as you're so young, I'd hate to watch you die. Let me give you one last piece of advice."

"Elder Ning is furious. You won't live long after offending him. If I were you, I'd hurry up and apologize."

"Elder Ning is quite appreciative of capable young men. If you're willing to serve the Ning Family for life, he might even let you keep yours."

Mu Lin burst out laughing. "Surely you know why Sun Tiandang came to Anhua, don't you? He was here to kill me!"

"It's a bit late to be telling me how magnanimous Master Ning is."

"As the richest man in Anhua, Boss Wang, your math shouldn't be this bad!"

Wang Zuguang's expression shifted several times. In the end, he said nothing more and turned to leave. "I've said my piece. If you insist on learning your lesson the hard way, it's no skin off my back!"

With that, Wang Zuguang strode away.

After Wang Zuguang left, Mu Lin plopped down in a chair and toyed with the bank card.

Watching Mu Lin, Jiang Lan felt a pang of distress.

'That's five billion! And Mu Lin is just playing with it like a toy.'

Even the total sales from an entire auction rarely reached such a figure.

Divine Doctor Zhao remarked with a grave expression:

"I never would have guessed that Wang Zuguang was one of the Ning Family's men. I'd never heard of them having any business in Anhua."

"It turns out they did, but it was just hidden very well. If the Ning Family didn't have to travel all the way from Di Yang and were forced to use Wang Zuguang to deliver the money, I suspect this connection would have remained a secret."

Luo Wanqing actually knew about this, but Mu Lin was clearly closer to Divine Doctor Zhao. 'If I speak up, it might make Divine Doctor Zhao lose face, and Mu Lin probably wouldn't be happy about that.'

Just then, Zhao Ling'Er called out from the treatment room, "Brother Mu, this paste is completely dry!"

Mu Lin turned and hurried over to Zhao Ling'Er's side.

"How is it? What do you feel?"

Zhao Ling'Er's eyes sparkled. "It's very warm, and my face is a little itchy."

Mu Lin said, "Itchy is good! It means the wound is healing."

He used a scraper to lift a small edge, then peeled off the entire dried paste in one piece.

"Go on, feel it. Is the wound still there?"

Zhao Ling'Er reached up and touched her face, then exclaimed, "Oh my, my skin feels amazing! It's so silky and smooth, like I've put on lotion!"

She was truly delighted. "Brother Mu, your paste is incredible!"

Mu Lin replied, "It's just a common prescription, nothing worth mentioning. I'm just glad your face has healed."

Zhao Ling'Er walked out of the treatment room. When Divine Doctor Zhao saw his granddaughter's face, he was stunned.

Zhao Ling'Er was already beautiful, exceptionally so even without a trace of makeup. With it, she turned heads everywhere she went.

But her past beauty was nothing compared to how she looked now.

'So beautiful!'

Her skin was as white as snow, on par with Luo Wanqing beside her. In fact, with the advantage of youth, she might have even surpassed her.

Luo Wanqing vaguely felt a flicker of threat. "This…"

But the feeling was fleeting.

'After all, she wasn't so petty as to be jealous of a young girl.'

After Zhao Ling'Er had shown off for a moment, Divine Doctor Zhao reined her in.

"Don't think you're all better just because your face is healed. You still have many internal injuries. Take it easy!"

Zhao Ling'Er nodded. "I know, Grandpa!"

Mu Lin held the bank card out to Divine Doctor Zhao. "Grandmaster Zhao, please take this card."

Divine Doctor Zhao's face fell. 'What kind of joke is this?'

'What did this card represent? A full five billion!'

'It was enough for him to run his medicine hall for a hundred years.'

'Besides, Mu Lin had risked his life for this money. It wouldn't be right for him to simply take it.'

"Mu Lin, this money is yours. If you really think it's too much, why not give it to the Wei Family? Wei Nianru still hasn't woken up yet!"

Only then did Mu Lin remember that Wei Nianru was still unconscious, and he quickly took her to the treatment room.

A short while later, Wei Nianru woke up without any issue.

Divine Doctor Zhao told Wei Nianru about the money, and she shook her head like a rattle.

"No, no, I absolutely can't take this money! My grandfather would kill me one way or another if I did!"

Mu Lin shook his head, feeling helpless.

Wei Nianru asked, "Where did this money come from?"

She had been unconscious the whole time and didn't know what had happened.

Divine Doctor Zhao gave her a brief summary of events, leaving Wei Nianru completely dumbfounded.

'Mu Lin was so incredible, wasn't he? Not only did he crush Sun Tiandang, but he even extorted so much money from Master Ning.'

'Grandfather's prediction was actually right. He's a miracle worker!'

'But she absolutely couldn't take this money. What she wanted more was for Mu Lin to owe her a favor.'

'As long as Mu Lin was indebted to her, the Wei Family could ask for his help at any time.'

'As for whether associating with Mu Lin would offend Master Ning, Wei Nianru didn't even consider it.'

'With a backer like Mu Lin, Master Ning was nothing.'

'One day, when the powers in Di Yang were reshuffled, the only one the Wei Family could truly rely on was Mu Lin.'

Mu Lin tried to persuade her a couple more times, but Wei Nianru stood firm, refusing to change her mind.

Mu Lin was exasperated. 'This is money! How could city folk not love money?'

'First, the Di Yang Li Family paid five billion in compensation to the Li Group, and now another five billion. Mu Lin was starting to feel the pressure.'

'Ten billion... Mu Lin's scalp tingled.'

Luo Wanqing stepped forward. "Divine Doctor Mu, could I trouble you to cure my poison now? The one we discussed earlier! I can pay!"

Mu Lin said, "Of course!"

Just as he spoke, two cars pulled up at the entrance. Their license plates were from Di Yang.

Lin Jin and Lin Shishi got out of one car. From the other, Xu Jishan and Xu Xifeng emerged.

The two groups looked at each other, quite surprised.

"Elder Xu?"

"Mr. Lin?"

Lin Jin stared at Xu Jishan in astonishment. 'What is he doing here?'

Xu Jishan was thinking the exact same thing.

Luo Wanqing had been thinking about her treatment, but her expression changed drastically when she saw the people who had arrived.

'The Lin and Xu Families actually showed up here at the same time.'

'What are they planning? Are they friend or foe?'

'Are they here for Mu Lin, too?'

'Is Mu Lin some kind of trouble magnet, determined to keep stirring the pot until he has to pay the ultimate price?'

She hurried outside, thinking that she had to say a few good words on Mu Lin's behalf. 'First, to win him over, and second, because I need him to live at least long enough to cure my illness.'

"Mr. Lin, Elder Xu, what are you doing here!"

Being of the Lin and Xu Families' standing, they knew of Luo Wanqing and greeted her respectfully, "Greetings, Manor Master Luo!"

Thinking they had fulfilled the necessary courtesies, the members of the Lin and Xu Families headed straight for the Holy Medicine Hall.

"Mu Lin!"

"Mu Xiaoyou, are you all right!"

Luo Wanqing watched in a daze as they ignored her. 'Normally,' she thought, 'they'd pester me for ages just to get a better seat at the auction.'

'Now, they weren't just not pestering her; they were ignoring her completely.'

This left Luo Wanqing feeling a little unsettled.

Hearing their voices, Mu Lin came out to greet them.

"Uncle Lin, Grandmaster Xu," Mu Lin greeted them calmly.

Seeing that Mu Lin was perfectly fine, the Lin and Xu families hurriedly asked:

"I heard that Sun Tiandang was coming to kill you, so I rushed over immediately!"

"This is a huge deal! Mu Xiaoyou, you must make plans quickly!"