Chapter 306: Three hundred and five, contempt Chapter 306: Three hundred and five, contempt Song Yan Ning turned and looked at Lin Xingpeng, “If my grandfather can cure Mr. Lin’s illness, I want that pot of Black Green Grass.” Black Green Grass is of no use to ordinary people, but it is extrely beneficial to Cultivators. It is an indispensable Spirit Grass in the concoction of the Nascent Soul Pill.
Lin Xingpeng’s face changed slightly, “I can’t make that decision.” Knowing that it was their Lin Family’s heirloom, she still asked him for it, which was really too reckless.
Song Yan Ning smiled, not saying anything. Once she had cured Mr. Lin, she would ask Mr. Lin himself. If he refused to give it, she wouldn’t mind, as not only Mr. Lin was afflicted with the toxin from Black Green Grass in the Lin family. Sooner or later, they would co begging for her help again.
Seeing that Song Yan Ning didn’t insist, Lin Xingpeng didn’t say anything more, “My father is inside, please follow .”
Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng followed Lin Xingpeng into the house.
Upon reaching one of the rooms, Lin Xingpeng opened the door, and a strong dicinal scent wafted out.
“Please co in!” Lin Xingpeng invited Yang Lisheng. For Yang Lisheng, he didn’t hold much hope, but since he had invited him, it wouldn’t be polite to be too negligent.
Yang Lisheng entered the room and ca to the bedside, carefully looking at Mr. Lin on the bed, who was skin and bones, pale-faced, barely distinguishable from a dead person if not for his faint breathing.
“My father’s condition—Ruibing has already told you about it, hasn’t he?” Lin Xingpeng asked.
Yang Lisheng nodded and reached out to take Mr. Lin’s hand, placing his fingers on his wrist.
Seeing Yang Lisheng’s action, Lin Xingpeng shook his head. His confidence in Yang Lisheng dwindled even further.
Yang Lisheng withdrew his hand and looked at Mr. Lin’s darkened fingernails, then glanced at Lin Xingpeng’s nails, “Mr. Lin has been poisoned.”
“Poisoned?” Lin Xingpeng almost laughed out loud. He thought it sounded like sothing out of a martial arts novel—being poisoned, maybe even internally injured?
Yang Lisheng nodded, “I suspect it has to do with that Black Green Grass outside.”
Upon hearing Yang Lisheng’s words, Lin Xingpeng scoffed, “You’re not saying this just because you want that Black Green Grass, are you?” Ruibing is inviting just anyone into our house.
“If you don’t believe it, then let’s leave, Grandpa,” said Song Yan Ning, who wouldn’t suffer insult over a Spirit Grass.
Yang Lisheng looked at Mr. Lin on the bed, “Xiao Ning, if we don’t save him, he’ll have no hope left.” He had just taken his pulse and found Mr. Lin’s pulse to be very weak; he probably wouldn’t last much longer. As a doctor, he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
“Dad, Dr. Aites is here,” called out Lin Ruibing excitedly from outside. Dr. Aites was originally supposed to be at a eting, but due to so changes, the eting was canceled.
Lin Xingpeng’s face imdiately lit up with a happy smile, “Where is Dr. Aites now?”
“He’s just arrived at the airport, I’m off to pick him up,” said Lin Ruibing as he quickly ran out.
Song Yan Ning lightly curled her lips and took Yang Lisheng’s hand, “Let’s go back, Grandpa.” The other party clearly didn’t regard them highly, so what were they doing staying here?
Yang Lisheng hesitated for a mont, seeing that Lin Xingpeng had no intention of asking them to stay longer, he nodded.
Lin Xingpeng gave a cold smile and instructed a servant next to him, “Please see them out.” Dr. Aites was an authority, he naturally trusted Aites, and as for Yang Lisheng, perhaps he had so skills, but his granddaughter shouldn’t have asked him for Black Green Grass. Black Green Grass was a treasure of their Lin Family; how could it possibly be given away?
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