Half an hour later, Qian Youxue was covered in sweat. In order to help Qian Bowen open up his blood vessels, she had almost exhausted the spiritual energy she had replenished.

Fortunately, her efforts paid off. Seeing the change in Qian Bowen's expression, she gradually stopped what she was doing.

She was very thirsty and thought of getting up to get a drink of water, but when she turned around, she found that her mother had already brought the water to her.

Su handed the water to Qian Youxue and then took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Qian Youxue's forehead. At this moment, her expression was calm, and there was no longer any disgust for Qian Youxue in her eyes.

This was the first time in so many years that Qian Youxue had received such treatment. Caught off guard, she held the cup and stared wide-eyed at her mother.

Su didn't say anything. After wiping away her sweat, she noticed Qian Youxue looking at her. She avoided her gaze and lowered her head, saying, "Can you save your brother?"

"I don't know, I'll try my best! But you have to promise me you won't associate with that Sai Miaoshou anymore. Her intentions aren't good." Qian Youxue shook her head, calmly reminding her mother, hoping that after experiencing all this, her mother wouldn't think as extremely as before.

Su suddenly raised her head, frowned and looked at Qian Youxue for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Mother agreed?" Qian Youxue asked with a beaming smile.

"I agree, but you must do everything in your power to save your brother," Madam Su added.

Qian Youxue thought for a moment and made a request: "Youxue will do her best, but you have to hand over Granny Yang to me."

“That won’t do!” Madam Su immediately refused.

Qian Youxue's eyes immediately reddened, and she stood up and shouted at her mother in dissatisfaction, "If Mother intends to ruin my brother for the sake of a vicious servant, Youxue will not stop her. However, there is one thing Youxue still wants to tell Mother: Youxue suspects that the poison in my brother's body is inseparable from Sai Miaoshou."

"Do you have any evidence?" Su asked excitedly.

"No!" Qian Youxue denied, then pressed on, "Does Mother know any secrets about the Qian family?"

Startled, Su shook her head, trying her best to hide her emotions.

Qian Youxue was skeptical of these words, but they did not affect her previous judgment: "If even Mother does not know the secret of the Qian family, how can Sai Miaoshou, an outsider, know it? Does Mother think this is normal?"

Did Sai Miaoshou really know?

Su didn't ask aloud, but seeing Youxue's excited expression, she already knew the answer in her heart. What exactly was the secret of the Qian family? She had been curious about it for many years, but she had never been able to get a single useful word from her husband.

Seeing that Su was deep in thought, Qian Youxue changed the subject to Qian Bowen: "Your brother's illness is urgent. Although I can't guarantee that I can cure all the poison, I believe I can save his life for a few years."

"Are you telling the truth?" Su Shi was surprised that Youxue was so secretive.

"Youxue has already stated her conditions. Mother, please think carefully. My brother's health doesn't have much time left. Although the medicine given by Sai Miaoshou can keep him alive, it will also deplete his vital energy. In a few more days, I'm afraid even the people of Medicine King Valley won't be able to help him." Qian Youxue made her point very clearly; she only wanted that damned old woman to pay for Lianxin's life.

However, she was also taking a gamble, betting on her mother's impatience with her younger brother. But if her mother truly refused, she still couldn't stand idly by. After all, her brother was truly innocent.

"Mother... Mother... Is it... Sister has arrived?" Qian Bowen had woken up at some point, and before he even opened his eyes, he raised his hand.

When Su saw that Bowen could raise his hand, she was startled again. In the past few days, Bowen had been on the verge of death; he could barely raise his hand, let alone speak.