At this time, the two girls who came with Wang Lina came over and asked, "How is it? Did you give her a warning?"

"Of course. I am Rongsen's wife. He said he would take me to another better Japanese restaurant for dinner. You guys eat by yourselves. I'm sorry I can't accompany you." Wang Lina pretended to be the winner and left first. She didn't want others to know that she had lost face.

When the two girls heard her say this, they didn't stop her, but just said that she valued women over friendship.

It started drizzling outside and it continued to drizzle all night long and even into the next day.

An Yan prepared some things to go out, and met Ding Yi and Ding Er downstairs. They said, "My master hasn't been feeling well these past two days. You can go over and take a look."

"You can also cure it, just do it yourself." An Yan didn't care at all, she wanted to go see Hua Ye.

"We don't know how to treat it." Ding Yi lowered his head.

An Yan opened the umbrella and said, "Just treat it the same way you normally do. You guys are doing a good job."

"The needle you used is too special, we dare not move." Ding Er said. He really didn't dare to act rashly for fear of killing Li Yu.

An Yan turned to look at them and said, "First you spread the news that Li Yu was ill, and then you worked together to cure him. There will definitely be many people who look at you differently."

"You want us to take our place as Master?"

"That seat didn't belong to him in the first place. He has occupied it for so many years. It's time for him to give up his position," said An Yan.

"Then you should go and sit there. You are qualified." Ding Yi said. He glanced at An Yan, then quickly lowered his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

"I don't want it." An Yan refused, and then strode into the rain.

It was quite quiet at Hua Ye's place. After all, no one dared to touch him. An Yan entered the yard, put down the things in her hands first, and then went to see him. He seemed to be in a worse state of mind. She asked, "How do you feel today?"

"Very good." Hua Ye was still trying to be strong, and added, "Life and death cannot be forced."

"If you ask me, just boil a bowl of white fairy water and drink it. Why do you have to die now? There is obviously a way to live." An Yan frowned. She felt that she had something that could cure her, so why not make good use of it.

Hua Ye said, "I don't have any hope anymore."

"You already have disciples, and you still say there is no hope?" An Yan looked unhappy. She actually didn't want anything to happen to Hua Ye, and she really treated him as her own grandfather.

Hua Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You are stronger than me now, and I don't have much to teach you. Besides, you even avenged me. I have no regrets."

"You didn't enjoy life in the first half of your life, so isn't it good to do what you like in the second half?" An Yan tried her best to persuade him to let go of negative thoughts.

Hua Ye remained silent, still muttering: "Life and death are determined by fate."

An Yan sorted out some medicinal herbs, put them into a small tripod, and lit a fire underneath. Soon white smoke began to come out, accompanied by wisps of fragrance.

"Who are you making medicine for?"

"A friend was injured yesterday and is still lying in the hospital." An Yan answered him.

"The girl isn't married yet, right?" asked Grandpa Hua.

"No, I don't want to think about it now." An Yan answered nonchalantly.

Suddenly her cell phone rang. It was An Yichen calling. He said, "Sister, can you come to the hospital? I saw a few vicious people looking for trouble with Li Xuan, and I couldn't beat them."

"Don't do anything. I'll be there soon." An Yan hung up the phone and said to Hua Ye, "Something happened to my brother. I have to rush over."

"Go ahead." Hua Ye nodded.

An Yan picked up the umbrella and left, heading towards the hospital. She was really worried that An Yichen would suffer.

At the other end of the hospital, a group of people gathered around Li Xuan's bed. Their attitudes were very bad, and their tone was full of slander. They said, "When are you going to pay me back? Don't pretend to be sick and think you don't have to pay me back."

"I'm really injured." Li Xuan said.

"Tell me when you're going to pay us back. Don't delay it. We brothers are having a hard time too." A fat man said as he lit a cigarette.

Li Xuan did not dare to stop him, and said in a low voice: "I will pay it back as soon as possible."

"I heard you went to a high-end western restaurant for dinner yesterday. You've become rich, but you didn't even think about paying me back first."

"No, it's my treat."

"Treating guests means you have more money."

Li Xuan stopped talking. He knew that whatever he said was wrong. For now, he should say less. Keeping himself safe was the most important thing. He couldn't help but look outside the door.

An Yichen was standing there, waiting for An Yan to come over.

After a while, An Yan came. She was relieved to see that An Yichen had no injuries on his body and asked him, "Are they still there?"

"It's in there. He has to take out the money."

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An Yan patted his shoulder gently, signaling him not to be too anxious, and she walked into the ward and asked, "How much money does he owe you?"

The people surrounding the bed turned around to look and said, "Not much, only 50 million."

"He needs a week." An Yan answered him.

The man raised an eyebrow, looking unconvinced, and asked, "Are you going to pay it back for him, or are you just making the decision for him?"

"Of course he paid it back himself." An Yan's tone was cold and indifferent, as if she thought this matter was too trivial, so trivial that she was too lazy to talk about it.

The strong man laughed and said, "What can he give back?"

"Don't worry about it. He has to come out anyway. Otherwise, just beat him to death. I can't do anything about it." An Yan's tone became even more nonchalant.

"Okay, otherwise, you come and guarantee it, otherwise how can we believe it."

"Sure." An Yan nodded.

"If he can't produce it, you have to. If you can't produce it, we will take both of your lives. Is that ok?" The burly man seemed to be threatening.

Li Xuan looked very anxious, and even couldn't help but clutch the quilt with one hand. He couldn't even take out 5,000 yuan, so why would An Yan make such a boast on his behalf?

Looking at An Yan again, she nodded, which meant she agreed.

Those people laughed and left the ward.

Li Xuan cried, as if he couldn't bear the great stimulus, and said: "Let alone a week, even if there is a year, I can't come up with it."

An Yichen said: "Sister, are you sure? 50 million is not a small amount. Do you have that much money now?"

"No." An Yan told the truth.

Li Xuan's eyes widened, and An Yichen became even more anxious, saying, "Sister, how could you agree to them just now?"

"Take this medicine three times a day and you will be able to get out of bed in three days." An Yan handed the medicine to Li Xuan.

Li Xuan took it tremblingly. He was only concerned about the money now. He asked again: "What should we do then?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you just say you have a week?" An Yan disagreed.