Hu Li cast a hesitant glance at Yun Luofeng and finally took over the medicine. He turned to the old man,
Father, wait for a moment. Let me decoct the medicine.
Then he walked away.
Mr. and Mrs. Yun,
the old man said, his eyes resting on them,
if you don’t mind, please rest in my home tonight.
Yun Luofeng slightly nodded. For a spirit cultivator, even sitting up all night would be no problem…
…
The next day, in the morning.
A loud noise came from outside the shabby room in the slum.
A man yelled arrogantly,
Hu Wenwu, Hu Li, is your money prepared? If you can’t repay your debt, you’ll have to give me your lives!
Squeak!
The shabby wooden door was pushed open by an old hand, and the old man tottered out with the help of his sons. His crutch heavily pounded the ground like a hammer hitting on the hearts of the crowd.
Hu Youwu, you know what you did!
The old man coldly stared at the man standing in front of him, his voice hoarse and dry and his eyes solemn.
Hu Youwu laughed,
What did I do? Why don’t I know? How about you? A patient died of your treatment, which is known to the whole Luohua City. Your reputation has been destroyed, and no one can help you!
With that, Hu Youwu raised his hand and a piece of paper appeared in it. A bright red fingerprint was clearly visible on it.
You borrowed ten million taels of silver from me. When are you going to repay me?
With a sarcastic smile on his face, he looked provocatively at Hu Wenwu.
Hu Wenwu, when you were kicked out of the Hu Family, you should have kept your hands off the medical industry and hidden in a corner to spend the rest of your life. However, you didn’t want to give up your fame and continued to treat patients.
You’re provoking me by doing this!
Now you are just suffering from your own actions and your tragedy has nothing to do with anyone!
The old man angrily pointed at his brother, and his old body trembled with anger. After learning all the truth yesterday, he just wanted to come forward to slap him hard when he saw the shameless face of Hu Youwu.
Swoosh!
Just then, a gust of wind blew over. Hu Youwu failed to hold the paper firm, which was blown away. Hu Youwu was astounded and hurriedly jumped up to grab the IOU. Just at this moment, the IOU flew forward and fell into a big hand.
It was a black-robed man who looked cool, his dark eyes so unfathomable that no one could detect the emotions in his heart. Seizing the IOU, the man gave it to the white-clad girl beside him. And then…
The girl raised her hand and the IOU immediately broke into pieces in her hands. The shredded paper floated everywhere.
She raised her eyebrows and stared at Hu Youwu who had turned pale and casually said,
Since you said that Hu Wenwu owes you a debt, you should show the IOU. If you don’t even have the IOU, how can you come to collect the debt?
At the moment, the streets were already crowded with pedestrians, who were stunned when they heard Yun Luofeng’s words.
The IOU?
Didn’t she just tear it up?
How dare she ask about the IOU?
How could she be so shameless?
Hu Youwu gnashed his teeth,
Miss, you think I can’t do anything to Hu Wenwu without the IOU? Ridiculous! I can just piece the IOU back together, and then…
