"So it was you who stole the bottle of pills." The woman blurted out, looking at An Ci with dissatisfaction.
"Rob?"
An Ci sneered, his tone slightly playful, "Is it robbery when I buy something with real money?"
"Ms. Cui, tell me, whose did I steal?" She played with the small porcelain bottle up and down, and her careless behavior frightened Cui Ming, for fear that she would slip and drop the bottle of pills.
The woman who was speaking was Cui Wanmei, the youngest daughter of Mr. Cui. As he was born in his old age, he inevitably spoiled her a little, and over time she developed this arrogant and domineering personality.
Cui Wanmei choked, feeling a little embarrassed, and argued unwillingly, "Why are you, a child, hitting this bottle of pills?"
An Ci raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "My family has elderly people. Can't I buy it just in case?"
Being confronted by a child for the first time, Cui Wanmei was upset and retorted, "Just in case, you still carry it with you?"
Her casual remark aroused Cui Ming's suspicion. An Ci's appearance was too coincidental, and she also carried medicine with her.
There are not so many coincidences in this world.
Noticing Cui Ming's inquiring gaze, An Ci dispelled his suspicions with a single sentence, "This is the birthday gift I prepared for Mr. Cui."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Cui's hands began to tremble and twitch again, his face became increasingly pale, and his weak breathing frightened the Cui family.
"dad."
"Why hasn't Dr. Bot come yet?" Cui Wanmei complained.
An Ci spoke at the right time, "Give the medicine to Mr. Cui first."
"Brother, don't believe her. Who knows if what she says is true or not?" Cui Wanmei said, "If anything goes wrong, who will be held responsible? Let's wait for Dr. Bot to come."
Cui Ming looked at his father who was dying and made a decision immediately. He turned around and picked up the small porcelain bottle handed to him by An Ci, unscrewed the cap, and poured out a brown pill.
Given the old man’s current condition, by the time Dr. Bot arrives, it will be too late. Now we can only take a gamble.
Anyway, this medicine was given by An Zhenxiong's grandson. If something really goes wrong, he will go to An Zhenxiong to ask for an explanation.
Seeing Cui Ming about to feed the old man the medicine, Cui Wanmei became anxious, "Brother, do you really believe the words of a child?"
"Stop talking nonsense and pour me a glass of water." Cui Ming said in a deep voice.
Cui Wanmei has always been afraid of her elder brother, and when she was given a cold look by him, she immediately dared not say anything.
Then he turned around and poured water.
An Ci stood by, watching them frantically feeding Mr. Cui the medicine, and added casually, "One pill probably isn't enough. Mr. Cui's condition looks quite serious, so he should take two. He'll get better faster."
Cui Ming listened to her words, looked at his father's pale face, hesitated for a few seconds, and then fed him another pill.
The pills dissolved in water. After taking two pills, Mr. Cui's hands gradually stopped twitching, his breathing gradually returned to normal, and his complexion improved visibly.
The Cui family all breathed a sigh of relief.
"As expected of Mr. Yue, this pill is really effective." The young man who just closed the door exclaimed.
However, to Cui Wanmei, these words were undoubtedly a slap in her face. After all, she was questioning whether there was something wrong with the medicine given by An Ci just a second ago.
She turned her face away and snorted softly, "Don't speak too quickly, who knows if there will be any problems later."
Cui Ming gave her a warning look. Although An Ci was young, she was the young master of the An family and the future heir. Just because of this identity, they had to be polite to her.
Thinking of this, his gaze towards An Ci softened slightly. "Young Master An, thank you so much for this time. The bodyguard just said you were lost. How about this, you sit here for a while, and when the old man wakes up, we can go to the banquet hall together."
An Ci smiled on the surface, but secretly cursed him as an old fox in his heart.
That's just a nice way of saying it, but they're just worried that there might be something wrong with the medicine she gave them. They probably won't let her leave until the old man wakes up.
"No, I have to get back to the hall," she said.
Cui Ming immediately became alert, thinking she was trying to escape, his smile barely reaching his eyes. "Young Master, if you're worried about Patriarch An getting worried, I can give him a call and let him know."
"That's not the case." An Ci said, "I'm afraid that if I go back too late, all the strawberry cakes in the banquet hall will be taken away."
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