In just a moment, he closed the cork of the porcelain bottle and made a move to get up and leave.

Having shown such skill, he didn't believe that Old Master Xie was too tough, or that Xie Sidu was just as resolute and could disregard Old Master Xie's life or death.

Ding Ruoxu's gesture was intended to threaten the Xie family, but to his surprise, even after he had taken several steps, no one from the Xie family—not even Xie Zi'an—spoke to stop him.

This is not what he imagined.

Ding Ruoxu muttered to himself.

Xie Zian glanced at the others present and, seeing that his grandfather, father, and sister didn't seem inclined to speak, couldn't help but reply, "Grandpa really doesn't need it. Uncle, you should take it back."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Oh, right, and that 'Heart-Fluttering Soup' is also with me. You can take it back with you."

If Grandpa Xie even disliked the "Heart-Body Soup," how could he possibly be interested in this so-called high-grade antidote pill?

Ding Ruoxu froze completely, turning back in disbelief, "A soup of love?"

That was a very precious medicine that Xie Ziyuan mentioned, made with Sacred Heart Fruit, a sacred medicine that ordinary people would never have the chance to come into contact with!

Wasn't it only after Grandpa Xie drank the Heart-Fragrant Soup that he was able to stand up so energetically? How come Xie Zi'an said that Grandpa Xie didn't drink it?

He couldn't help but ask, "Old Xie, you haven't taken the Fangxin Decoction? How can your body withstand it! Don't neglect your health just because you're angry!"

His first instinct was that Old Master Xie had used some kind of folk remedy to temporarily suppress the poison and had managed to hold on until now, but this was not a long-term solution. If the poison rebounded afterward, even a sage could not save him.

Ding Ruoxu, his face stern, turned around and said calmly, "It's good that Ziyuan went to the capital. She'll make arrangements there, so don't worry. Your life is more important..."

When Ding Huizhu heard that Grandpa Xie had not taken the Fangxin Soup, she was also shocked. This was a matter of life and death, and not something to be taken lightly!

"Dad, Brother Du, let's pack up and hurry to the capital to find Ziyuan!" she urged anxiously, no longer caring how hurtful Xie Sidu's accusations had been.

Grandpa Xie and Xie Sidu remained unmoved.

"Huizhu, Dad's health has improved, the poison has been neutralized, and he's fine now," Xie Sidu said.

Ding Huizhu looked somewhat bewildered, her gaze falling on Old Master Xie. Indeed, Old Master Xie's mental state was visibly vigorous.

So, he's really cured?

"That's good, that's good." Ding Huizhu breathed a sigh of relief, but then countless questions popped into her mind.

Who exactly cured Grandpa Xie? Why doesn't anyone tell her?

And judging from Xie Zi'an's reaction, he obviously knew as well, so he was just keeping it from her? Ding Huizhu felt a tightness in her chest again.

Ding Ruoxu's feigned concern went unnoticed. Instead, the Xie family told him that Old Master Xie had actually recovered and the poison had been neutralized!

Frustrated by his failed plan, Ding Ruoxu was furious and said in a deep voice, "Huizhu, I think we've packed everything up. It's getting late, let's go."

Grandma Ding rushed forward and gave Ding Huizhu a hard tug, reminding her not to forget about Xie Ziyuan.

"Now that Dad is alright, I'll be going." Ding Huizhu realized what was happening, tucked her hair behind her ear, and regained her elegant and composed demeanor.

With a cold face, she didn't look at Xie Sidu and her son, and turned to leave with Old Mrs. Ding.

Concern for Old Master Xie's health is one thing, but today Xie Sidu severely humiliated the Ding family, even saying such hurtful things as Xie Ziyuan being nothing more than an adopted daughter. How could she possibly let this go so easily?