Mo Mingxiu understood Wen Moxue's words: she wanted their family to give an attitude, and more importantly, she wanted Jian Qiuhua to apologize.
It's all that damned woman's fault for stopping me from taking the medicine and even calling me a murderer. He quickly apologized, "Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, your second aunt doesn't know how to talk. She was just talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart."
As she spoke, she pulled Jian Qiuhua over and gave her a look, signaling her to apologize.
Looking at her son's improved complexion, Jian Qiuhua now had to believe that the medicine Wen Moxue had given her could really save her son. However, she felt that Wen Moxue's reluctance to give her more medicine was not because she really wanted an apology, but because she wanted money.
She said, "Xiaoxue, please give Zifeng a few more pills. Please save my cousin Zifeng. We won't take your medicine for nothing. Name your price, and we'll pay for it."
Seeing that she hadn't even apologized yet, Wen Moxue sneered, "Sorry, this medicine really isn't something you can buy with money. If you really wanted to buy it, I'm afraid you couldn't afford it."
Jian Qiuhua said, "As long as you name a price, we'll buy it no matter how much it costs, even if it means selling our pots and pans."
Lu Yuan sneered, "Fine, then let's calculate how much it would cost to make just one pill. To make this medicine, you need hundreds of kinds of medicinal materials, and at least 20 of them are top-grade and precious."
For example, it contains no fewer than a hundred kinds of medicinal materials, such as century-old ginseng, top-grade Ganoderma lucidum, Tian Shan snow lotus, Huo Shan dendrobium, thousand-year-old Kunlun dragon's blood, Nagqu Cordyceps sinensis, Changbai Mountain snow tea, rhinoceros horn, deep-sea ambergris, and tiger marrow and bear bile. It is refined and decocted over forty-nine days. Not only is the decocting process complex and difficult, but the medicinal materials themselves are not only precious but also extremely rare.
"A century-old ginseng costs 3,000, Ganoderma lucidum costs 2,500, snow lotus costs 3,000, dendrobium costs 1,000... deep-sea ambergris costs 5,000, tiger marrow and bear bile cost 1,000. The price of these medicinal materials alone is probably 40,000 to 50,000."
This is still an underestimate. In fact, it wasn't by chance that all these medicinal herbs were gathered at once. It took my dad 20 years to collect all the herbs, many of which were purchased at high prices, and in the end, he only managed to refine a few pills.
My dad gave us one pill, and the rest were given to the leaders. When the leaders first got this medicine, each of them gave the military hospital 10,000 yuan. Now, if they want this medicine again, they'll have to buy it from the leaders. How much do you think is appropriate?
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Ten thousand?!
Ten thousand!
Good heavens! Ten thousand per pill!
Everyone stared in disbelief, their eyes wide and mouths agape.
An average person's salary is only around 30,000 yuan, or even 400 yuan a year. It would take 25 years of not eating or drinking to afford such a pill. But now it's clear that even 10,000 yuan isn't enough to buy it!
It turns out this medicine is so precious. They had never even heard of those rare and precious medicinal herbs. Each one was incredibly expensive, and it took them 20 years to produce just a few pills.
Wow, I've learned something new. No wonder it's a life-saving medicine; it's so precious.
Mo Mingxiu and Jian Qiuhua stared blankly at Lu Yuan, unable to utter a single word. How much money would be appropriate? Less than ten thousand was definitely not suitable, but did they have that much money? Even if they sold everything they owned, they couldn't scrape together that much!
After a long pause, Jian Qiuhua stammered, "Xiao, Xiaoxue, do you really want that much money?"
Wen Moxue almost laughed herself to death. Yuan Ge was too good at making up stories; he had almost fooled her.
She nodded seriously, "Yes, the price is secondary. This medicine can save lives in critical moments, so it's practically priceless."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Yes, it's a life-saving drug. Who would be willing to give it away? Giving the drug to someone else is like giving their life to them.
Jian Qiuhua grabbed Wen Moxue, pleading, "Xiaoxue, please save your cousin Zifeng! Please save him, only you can save him now."
Mo Yitao slapped Jian Qiuhua's hand away. "You're begging Xiaoxue to save you now? Didn't you refuse her before, saying she wanted to harm you? We're all murderers. Now that you know the medicine is so rare, you're begging Xiaoxue again. You're not begging anyone, you're making things difficult for us."
Wen Moxue also said, "It is indeed difficult for people. If I were to ask the leaders for medicine again, it would be useless. No one would give me face. Only if A Yuan and my father-in-law go to ask would there be a slight chance."
Lu Yuan immediately said, "Wife, I don't want to do this thankless task. We just took out this medicine worth tens of thousands of yuan, and they didn't even say thank you. Instead, they thought we were trying to harm people, treated us like murderers, and even used vicious words to curse my mother-in-law, saying that she gave birth to a scourge. I felt terrible just listening to that, not to mention how wronged and sad you and Mom must have felt. Let's go, wife, and Mom and Dad, let's go home. We've done our best by taking out the only medicine to save their lives."
“Ah Yuan is right. We’ve done everything we could. Let’s not do anything that’s thankless and exhausting. Let’s go home.”
After finishing her sentence, Mo Yitao turned around and prepared to leave.
Jian Qiuhua grabbed Mo Yitao again, "Taozi, please, please save Zifeng. He's your own nephew whom you watched grow up. You can't just abandon him."
Lu Yuan was truly exasperated with his second aunt. To this day, she hadn't uttered a single word of thanks or a sincere apology, and she even tried to morally blackmail him. Helping this kind of person would bring no good results; she would still think that since he was a relative, he should help.
He looked at Mo Mingxiu and said directly, "Second Uncle, you should have the right attitude when asking for help. When Second Aunt realizes where she went wrong, sincerely apologizes to my wife and mother-in-law, and prepares the money for the medicine, then we can talk about asking the leader for medicine."
After saying that, seeing that the other party was about to say something, she dropped another bombshell on him, "Oh right, I remember that my cousin Ziyang punched someone yesterday, but there were several injuries on the person's face, which were obviously caused by someone. I advise you to call the police and let the police officers investigate how the person was injured and how he could have fallen down out of nowhere."
After saying this, he left with his wife, children, and the Wen family.
Mo Mingxiu and Jian Qiuhua were stunned by Lu Yuan's words. Their son was not injured accidentally, but was murdered.
The injury on his face?
What did Yu Xuejian say yesterday?
"I really didn't expect him to fall so suddenly. Looking at the injuries on his face, was he dizzy from being hit by Ziyang and that's when he fell?"
Seeing that the person was about to die, I was extremely anxious and my mind went blank. I didn't care about the injury on my face. Later, when I saw Mo Ziyang, I scolded him harshly.
Realizing something, the two forgot about Lu Yuan and the others who had left, and hurriedly pulled Mo Ziyang aside to confirm, "Zifeng's injuries on his face weren't all caused by you, were they?"
Mo Ziyang said, "I only threw one punch, didn't you all see it when you were there?"
“It was a mess at the time. After Zifeng got injured, our minds were blank, and we couldn’t remember any of this.”
Mo Ziyang said, "I only punched him in the left eye. The injuries to his mouth and right cheek were not caused by me. Second Uncle, A Yuan is right. Zi Feng's injury was definitely not as simple as accidentally falling and hitting the back of his head. We need to call the police."
Mo Mingxiu nodded, "Yes, call the police!"
Jian Qiuhua suddenly started wailing again, "That damned Wen Moyu, it's one thing for the Yu family to lie, but she also helped cover it up. Zifeng was just delivering the baby to them, what did he do to offend them that they had to be so cruel as to kill him? Waaah, I'll fight them to the death."
He was actually about to rush out.
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