Zhan Jingting smiled faintly, "I have never believed in any medicine that can bring the dead back to life."

Lin Mo glanced at Zhan Jingting with displeasure and lowered his voice to remind him, "Watch your words. You're here to ask for medicine, not to act like a king."

"Oh?" Meng Xiao asked with a dry laugh, "Then why is Master Zhan here?"

"The dead cannot be brought back to life; this is the law of nature, and it cannot be reversed," Zhan Jingting stated calmly. "However, my wife is not dead. If the Meng family has a good medicine that can wake my unconscious wife, I, Zhan Jingting, will do my best to satisfy whatever the Meng family needs."

Meng Xiaogan nodded approvingly, "Well said. There is no such thing as a real medicine that can bring the dead back to life in this world. People outside make it sound miraculous, but we Meng family members just take it as a joke and never listen to it."

Zhan Jingting looked at him and said, "But there's no smoke without fire. Since such rumors have emerged, I think the Meng family must have a good medicine for this disease, which is why I came to visit."

"Outsiders only know that our Meng family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, but they don't know how much effort our predecessors put in to earn this reputation." Meng Xiaogan slowly explained, "Back then, when my great-great-grandfather went up the mountain to collect herbs, he accidentally fell off a cliff and injured his brain. He remained unconscious and was in a state of being a living dead."

“We tried countless methods and countless medicines, and he actually woke up three months later. His health recovered very well. Gradually, rumors began to circulate outside that the Meng family had a medicine that could bring the dead back to life.”

"The bigger the tree, the more the wind blows. Because of this rumor, the Meng family has been watched by countless people, and even their business has been hindered. In those days, the judicial system was not as sound as it is now. Our family has not only been robbed, but we have never even set a fire. The fire burned all the medical books passed down through generations and all the precious medicinal materials in the pharmacy."

"The Meng family has no way to express their grievances and nowhere to seek redress. They can only swallow their bitterness and keep a low profile from now on. Otherwise, do you think the reputation of the Meng family will be inferior to that of the Ghost Hand Doctor?"

Zhan Jingting said, "In that case, the Meng family does indeed have the ability to cure my wife. I would be extremely grateful if the Meng family could lend a helping hand."

Meng Xiaogan said, "Master Zhan, my Meng family has never had any dealings with the Zhan family, nor do we want any dealings with them. The man-eating flower is indeed a rare medicinal herb, but my Meng family only wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests for peace and quiet, and we are unwilling to interfere in outside affairs. Therefore, I am sorry that I cannot agree to treat your wife's illness."

Lin Mo frowned slightly. "Uncle Meng, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Wanwan is a good girl. She shouldn't be lying like this. Please help me out."

"Xiao Mo, your father told me that you're infatuated with a girl. It seems to be this Madam Zhan, right?"

Lin Mo shook his head. "That's all in the past. Wanwan and I are now good friends and fellow disciples, so I'm begging the Meng family for their help."

Meng Xiaogan remained silent.

“Mr. Meng, I may not have expressed myself clearly enough just now,” Zhan Jingting said. “If the Meng family has any concerns, I can promise that as long as the Meng family lends a helping hand, I will remember the Meng family’s kindness regardless of whether my wife wakes up or not. I will never blame the Meng family, so you can rest assured.”

"Master Zhan, I'm truly sorry," Meng Xiaogan insisted, "The Meng family is indeed powerless to help. Please, both of you, leave."

"Uncle Meng..."

Lin Mo had just opened his mouth when Meng Xiaogan interrupted him, "Xiao Mo, my mind is made up, there's no point in saying more."

Lin Mo could only swallow the rest of his words.

Zhan Jingting stood up. "This man-eating flower can only be put to good use if it stays in the Meng family. Consider it a small token of my appreciation to Old Master Meng. Farewell."

Meng Xiaogan stood up to see them off, saying, "Take care, both of you."

He saw the two young people off, and when he returned to the house, an elderly man with gray hair was already there.

"Dad, you heard everything?"

Old Meng nodded, "I heard and saw it on the surveillance footage. This young man is no ordinary person."

"He was certainly generous."

"I'm not talking about his wealth; money can solve everything. What does that mean to Zhan Jingting? This is his first visit. Although we didn't say much, his demeanor, manners, and conduct are all outstanding among his generation," Old Meng remarked. "This generation of young people is remarkable, especially Zhan Jingting. He truly lives up to his reputation."

"Zhan Xiuwen is a seasoned veteran, and even he might not be a match for him. This young man is indeed unfathomable."

"The Zhan family's situation is far more murky than you can see. We are not on the same side as the Zhan family and cannot afford to provoke them." Old Master Meng waved his hand. "Return this man-eating flower to its source."

“Dad, Zhan Jingting said this is a small token of his appreciation, not a condition for anything in return,” Meng Xiaogan said. “This man-eating flower is too rare. Why don’t we accept it and give him some precious medicinal herbs in return?”

"I just said that the Zhan family is not to be trifled with, and you're already thinking of returning the favor?" Old Master Meng said unhappily. "I let him into the Meng family today because I wanted to see what kind of person this legendary uncrowned king of China really is, nothing more."

"Dad, I misspoke. I'll listen to you."

......

Back at the hotel, Lin Mo followed Zhan Jingting all the way to the presidential suite before asking, "I didn't expect the Meng family to refuse to give me any face. What should we do now?"

"This is my business, it's none of your concern," Zhan Jingting said calmly.

"Zhan Jingting, I've told you so many times, now anything that's good for Wanwan is related to me."

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