With Xiaochuan, a national treasure, by his side, this treasure alone is unique! Mu Qingli can use Xiaochuan to treat illnesses, and it is completely harmless to Xiaochuan. What does this mean? It is an inexhaustible supply of divine ginseng.

"Yes! Old man Fu, you are right! This is how we have to do it! There is no time to lose, let's go tomorrow!" Old Luo was even more impatient.

Things can only be considered settled after they are done. Otherwise, no matter what, it will be just empty talk and useless. No one is more anxious than him. After all, it was he who brought the team back. He felt extremely guilty for his negligence.

"Okay, let's call Lao Zhou tomorrow and we'll go there!" Mr. Fu nodded in agreement.

He was also anxious. If he waited one more day, his comrades would suffer one more day.

"Old Man Fu, I'll call Old Zhou tonight. Don't forget tomorrow! Let's gather at the gate tomorrow!" Old Luo confirmed again before feeling relieved.

Because of his surname, Mr. Fu was not happy to be called Lao Fu or Mr. Fu, so his old friends always called him Old Man Fu. He was also often teased, "Who gave him this surname?"

"Don't worry! I won't forget it!" Mr. Fu repeatedly assured me, and only then did Mr. Luo feel relieved.

"You've been lying down for twenty years and you've become so nagging!" Mrs. Luo couldn't help but laugh and scold when she saw Mr. Luo like this.

"I am serious and responsible in my work!" Mr. Luo boasted with a smile.

Mu Qingli and the others were all amused by Mr. Luo's rare joke.

Several people sat in the hall chatting and laughing for a while, and then went to complete the transfer procedures. Mr. Luo and others personally sent Mu Qingli back to school.