Seeing Su Yang speaking so easily and comfortably, Zhuang Mengli's breathing unconsciously became a little faster.
"Really?"
"Really, really, but you have to pay for my meal tonight."
"What you said, isn't that necessary? Not only for food, as long as you can cure my and my grandfather's strange disease, I... I..."
"What do you want to say?"
Zhuang Mengli suddenly thought of the marriage that Zhuang Changyun had arranged for her and Su Yang. She wanted to say that she would agree to it if possible, but suddenly she felt it was too hasty. After all, she didn't have much romantic feelings for the boy in front of her.
So I was speechless for a moment.
Two seconds later she continued, "What I mean is, if you can cure our illness, I can ask my dad to give you anything you want: luxury cars, villas, money, and even company shares!"
"What the hell? So arrogant?" Su Yang laughed.
But he said again: "You don't need these things you mentioned. Although I am not as rich as your family, I am not short of money."
Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli suddenly remembered that the car Su Yang was driving was a Mercedes-Benz Cullinan, which she had seen before.
Since he can afford a luxury car worth tens of millions, it seems that he is indeed not short of money.
"So...what do you want?"
"Me? I didn't say I wanted anything. Don't even think about it. I don't want anything. I don't even need to sleep at your house tonight. Just buy me dinner."
"You...you really don't want anything?" Zhuang Mengli was a little confused.
In her opinion, Su Yang was willing to help because he must want to get some benefits, but Su Yang said he wanted nothing.
This is a bit confusing.
In fact, Su Yang didn't want it, but he didn't want money or other things. Who could give him more of these things than the system?
What he actually wanted was a favor, and having this huge favor was equivalent to getting a special insurance.
After all, there is still a long way to go, and no one can guarantee that they can live a stable life.
Although the system gave him a lot of trump cards, who would complain about having too many trump cards?
Moreover, his system is too Buddhist. Unlike other systems, it will not transform into a top-level killing god to help him solve everything when encountering difficulties.
So we still need to have more practical trump cards.
"Really? I came here purely because your grandfather and my grandfather have a good relationship. Even though this relationship is between their older generation, since I'm here now, it can be considered a kind of fate."
"You...you really think so?" Zhuang Mengli asked.
"Uh-huh."
"I didn't expect you to be different from most young people..."
"What do you mean?" Su Yang said with a smile.
"If this situation happened to other people, I think most people would think about getting some benefits, but you are so calm and indifferent. This is something I didn't expect."
"Hey, everyone has different ideas. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Mr. Guan, it's almost time. Could you please ask someone to bring three medicine bags over?"
"Okay, right away." Guan Tianya agreed and turned to walk towards the outer hall, "Ah Qi!"
"Hey! What's wrong, Master?" The man at the counter at the door trotted forward.
"Bring me three medicine bags."
"Okay." The man named Ah Qi didn't ask any more questions and quickly got three transparent bags and handed them to Guan Tianya.
Soon, Su Yang poured the boiled medicine soup into three bags and sealed them with a machine.
After finishing, he returned to the pharmacy and picked up and packed the medicinal materials needed for Zhuang Changyun's remaining two courses of treatment and Zhuang Mengli.
He handed the things to Zhuang Mengli, picked up the casserole himself, and the three of them left the clinic in a hurry.
As usual, as soon as we went out, the female driver Xiaotong parked the car on the side of the road and waited.
The three of them opened the car door and got in. Guan Tianya said, "Let's go back to Tianxiangshui'an."
"Okay." Xiaotong agreed, started the car and drove quickly forward.
Twenty minutes later, several people returned to the yard of Tianxiangshui'an No. 1 Villa.
Su Yang took his things and followed Zhuang Mengli and Guan Tianya into the gate and took the elevator back to Zhuang Changyun's room on the fourth floor.
Seeing them come back, Zhuang Yong, who was sitting by the bed waiting, immediately stood up and asked, "Master Guan, what happened?"
"Xiao Su has already prepared the medicine. What time is it now?"
"Seven fifteen." Zhuang Yong replied.
Guan Tianya turned to look at Su Yang: "Xiao Su, when will the medicine be taken?"
"Right now."
"Now? Don't need to take it after meals?"
"I don't need it today, but I'll need it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"Okay then, Xiaoli, quickly pour the medicine for your grandfather while it's still warm and doesn't need to be heated."
"Okay." Zhuang Mengli agreed and took out a plastic bag from her bag.
Then she took out a sealed bag of medicine and said, "Uncle Liu, please help me get a bowl."
"Okay." Old Liu, who had always had little presence, quickly turned around and went out to get the bowl.
At this time, Zhuang Changyun was still resting because he had just said a lot and had not woken up.
Zhuang Yong looked at the three small bags of medicine in Zhuang Mengli's hand and frowned and asked, "Mengmeng, are these the only three bags of medicine?"
"Yeah, yes, Su Yang said to drink one bag a day, and three days is a course of treatment."
"So little?" Zhuang Yong said with some disbelief.
"Yeah, I don't understand either. Anyway, he said that after one course of treatment, grandpa will recover about 30%, and three courses will be enough to cure him."
"Ah??!!" Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yong was completely stunned.
After a few seconds, he turned to look at Su Yang and walked up to him and asked, "Xiao Su, is your medicine... really that magical?"
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