"How will you know if you don't try? At least I know who can cure him."
Zhao Xiaoyue spoke with absolute certainty, and Xue Fangfei began to hesitate.
If the small town can be cured, there will be hope of inheriting the family fortune again.
Of Situ Kun's sons, apart from the perverted Situ Le, only Situ Cheng has a knack for business.
Situ Kun had always valued this son, but since this incident, he hadn't paid him a second glance.
"Tell me your solution first."
Xue Fangfei sat back down in her chair and slowly stared at Zhao Xiaoyue.
Zhao Xiaoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that they could talk, and it would buy them some time.
"Miss, do you know Kunshan?"
The comic convention was a bit of a shock. Wasn't this the place where the Zhao family had studied martial arts in their past lives? Master Zixu couldn't cure illnesses either, and besides, he was dead.
Xue Fangfei's eyes flickered. She knew that was Master Wuyou's place, but wasn't that old Taoist priest dead?
Zhao Xiaoyue continued, "Although he is dead, there is a medical book that specifically treats this kind of disease."
"Young lady, when you lie, you should at least tell a plausible story."
Xue Fangfei didn't really believe this claim.
"You can send people to investigate. Anyway, I'm right here with you, so I can't escape anywhere," Zhao Xiaoyue kindly reminded her.
Xue Fangfei was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Okay, I'll play with you again tomorrow. I have plenty of time anyway."
Whew~
They're finally gone.
How was your comic convention?
Sweating profusely at the comic convention, he said, "It's okay, I can still hold it in."
That hurts so damn much.
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