Chapter 227: Many Birds with One Stone



Chapter 227: Many Birds with One Stone

Fan Fengze's face suddenly changed, and he said quickly: "Master Lan, you must treat me first. As for my sister, let Miss Mo calm her down first. It shouldn't be a big deal if she delays it for a few days, right?"

Lan Yan was silent, and Ouyang Cong quickly said, "Mr. Lan, if you have something to say, just say it directly. There is no outsider."

Lan Yan looked at Fan Fengze and sighed, "To be honest, the antidote for your sister is quite difficult. I have been researching it for the past two days. If I interrupt, I will have to start all over again. I will have to go to the palace to treat the emperor..."

Fan Fengze saw Ouyang Cong winking at him. Fan Fengze seemed to understand what he meant very well and immediately said, "Mr. Lan, you just have to work harder. If you can make the antidote for my sister, I will give you one million taels of silver. If you can cure me, I will also give you one million taels of silver."

There was a hint of surprise on Lan Yanjun's face, and it seemed like he was a little surprised.

When Fan Fengze saw this expression, he cursed in his heart, "You still want money? Fortunately, I have money."

"How long will my master need? I estimate it will take three more days. Master Fan will be almost done preparing the medicine here." Lan Yan said after thinking for a while.

The corner of Fan Fengze's mouth twitched. Mo Yunzhu had already clearly marked the price, one million for three days. This meant another million more.

Fan Fengze felt so miserable inside.

"It's okay. Miss Mo will give her another million and let her work for three more days. Brother Ouyang, please help me ask Miss Mo." Fan Fengze immediately said to Ouyang Cong.

I felt so sad. Four million taels were gone in an instant!

It seems that Qingyun can't come, he is defeated!

Ouyang Cong nodded and said, "Okay, I will try my best to convince Miss Mo."

When Mo Yunzhu heard what Ouyang Cong said and learned about Lan Yan's arrangements, she almost laughed out loud, but she was afraid of being heard, so she had to hold it back.

In the afternoon, Fan Fengze was awakened by the screams of Fan Mingzhu next door. He was sweating all over and couldn't fall asleep immediately.

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more bizarre it seemed to him. He and his sister were just too evil.

Now he wondered if Fan Mingzhu's fall into the water was also revenge for them, but he had no evidence.

His four men were also in a miserable state, but they were slightly better off than him. At least they were not useless, because that day, the three old women and three strong men paid special attention to him.

Thinking of that scene, Fan Fengze felt that he could not rest in peace even after his death.

The armband of the Chen Kingdom’s Royal Secret Guard. Who in the royal family hates him so much?

Fan Fengze kept thinking about it until Zhuo Hongli came to see him.

Zhuo Hongli didn't know that Fan Fengze was in trouble. When he saw Fan Fengze's condition, he was dumbfounded.

"Uncle Zhuo, someone has retaliated against me." After Fan Fengze sent the waiter away, only the two of them were left.

"What's going on? Did you offend someone in Qingyun?" Zhuo Hongli was still in a standoff with Zhuo Yu these past two days, so he was not in the mood to care about other things.

At most, he was thinking about the secret proposed by Fan Fengze to exchange Yu Garden for Fan Mingzhu's biological mother.

"No, this is my first time in Qingyun, how could I offend anyone? He is from Chen State. He knew I was coming out and took the opportunity to take revenge." Fan Fengze thought that the wooden masked man spoke with the Chen State accent, and with the armband, he was even more certain.

"Oh? The Chen people are chasing us here?" Zhuo Hongli had never expected this. "Then what are you going to do?"

"These people don't seem to want to kill me." Fan Fengze said quietly, "I have no idea now, but when I get back, I will definitely find out who it is!"

"Are you sure you are from Chen?" Zhuo Hongli felt that it was a bit strange. "If the hatred is so deep, if you want to chase from Chen to Qingyun, I'm afraid you will not be killed."

Fan Fengze was stunned for a moment, then his face turned a little cold, and he felt that what Zhuo Hongli said made some sense.

He was able to chase Qingyun, and with such a huge hatred, he was just playing with him?

"Let's get your body back in shape first." Zhuo Hong saw that he was thinking and could only say, "Did the Ouyang family hire a doctor for you?"

"No, it was Lan Yan and Miss Mo who helped. My sister also needed treatment, so I let them go together." Fan Fengze said.

"The medical skills of both the master and the disciple are indeed amazing, and they complement each other. I believe you will get better soon." Zhuo Hongli is now truly impressed by Mo Yunzhu's acupuncture pain relief.

Thinking that the full moon was still five days away, he hadn't figured out how to talk to Mo Yunzhu.

He really didn't want to endure the pain as usual, especially after knowing there were ways to relieve the pain, he really didn't want to experience that kind of pain again.

"Uncle Zhuo, you have someone here, can you help me check what happened to my sister? I'm a little suspicious about the incident of her falling into the water." Fan Fengze didn't want to investigate his side. After all, if people knew what he had been through, he would have no face to live on.

Zhuo Hongli thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'll try my best. You should rest more. I'll come to see you when I have news."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhuo." Fan Fengze said gratefully. At this moment, he didn't want to ask about Fan Mingzhu's biological mother. His life was almost gone.

Over the next two days, Lan Yan and Mo Yunzhu collected two million yuan each for medical treatment, and the cost of medicinal materials was calculated separately, but they also tried their best to prepare medicine and relieve pain.

Although Fan Fengze's four cronies could not receive the same painless treatment as him, Fan Fengze also offered 500,000 taels, which moved the four very much and made them more loyal to their master Fan Fengze.

On the third day, Fan Fengze's medicine took effect, and he cried with joy. He finally didn't have to be a eunuch anymore, and he admired Lan Yan's medical skills very much.

He also admired Mo Yunzhu's pain-relieving skills, but Fan Mingzhu's attacks were becoming more and more frequent.

Lan Yan and Mo Yunzhu both looked a little haggard, and Fan Fengze felt that his money was worth it.

Then Lan Yan continued to prepare Fan Mingzhu's antidote, and Mo Yunzhu continued to guard Fan Mingzhu.

The Ouyang family was really good to the Fan family. They provided them with all kinds of nutritional supplements, which made Fan Fengze feel embarrassed to bargain for them.

During the few days he was lying in bed, Ouyang Zhen had finalized a few business deals with Fan Fengze, and both parties were satisfied, which was something Ouyang Zhen had not thought of before.

At this time, Mo Yunzhu told Ouyang Cong that Ji Xingyun wanted to cooperate with the Fan family on medicinal materials.

Ouyang Cong was a little surprised that Ji Xingyun came to talk to him in person. When Ouyang Cong learned that Mo Yunzhu was involved and was going to open a clinic in Chen State, he decisively discussed with his father and gave the business to Ji Xingyun.

Ji Xingyun didn't expect it to be so easy, and Mo Yunzhu became more and more appreciative of the Ouyang family.

After the plan was completed, Mo Yunzhu killed several birds with one stone and felt refreshed.

Three days later, Fan Fengze was able to get out of bed. Although walking was still difficult, he was much better. He came to his sister Fan Mingzhu's room and saw that Fan Mingzhu had lost weight. He didn't know what to feel.

"Master Fan, Master Zhuo is here." The servant of the Ouyang family said to Fan Fengze.

Fan Fengze's eyes darkened and he slowly walked into the yard, where he saw Zhuo Hongli already standing in the pavilion.


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