"Who wouldn't want something that's free? Doesn't Godfather still have enemies to deal with? We can't leave so soon.
Otherwise, people would think we were afraid of them and left in shame.
Right, godfather?"
"hehe.
You are the boss, you have the final say, I will listen to you from now on, I will be your little brother, okay?"
"That's great! I'll be so cool to have such a great person as my mistress when I take her out."
Why did Shen Wenbin feel like he was shooting himself in the foot? This girl was not easy to fool.
"But godfather, how are you going to deal with your cousin? Are you just going to let them go like this?
No way? No way? Godfather, you are not a holy father, are you? "
Shen Wenbin tapped Song Xueyao's head lightly with his fingers. "Girl, what did you say? Who said I was going to let them go?
Am I not looking for an opportunity? If I don't strike, then fine. But if I do strike, I must hit the target immediately and never leave myself any trouble.
Moreover, my cousin still has some power in secret, and he must be eradicated.
Otherwise, when they counterattack, we will suffer.”
Song Xueyao: "It's really troublesome. If it were me, I would just kill it with a knife."
Shen Wencheng was also trying to find out who Song Xueyao was and why she appeared in Shen Wenbin's house.
The information he found out was that Song Xueyao was the daughter of the woman Shen Wenbin was supporting.
Oh! His cousin is really a sentimental guy, but now it's all gone to waste, right? I can't believe the girl is already this old.
Li Qingran said angrily: "Brother Shen! What does Shen Wenbin mean? Is he really going to leave the family property to outsiders?
Is this guy out of his mind? And why didn't the people you sent before kill him?"
"What do you know, a woman? If it were that easy to deal with, I would have died 800 times.
You think he has gotten to where he is today by relying on others, and that his thugs are hired for nothing.
If he was so easy to deal with, I would have dealt with him long ago and taken his property."
"Brother Chen! How about we get rid of that damn girl first? We absolutely can't let outsiders take advantage of this."
"Let me think about it. After all, we already alerted the enemy last time. We must not make any mistakes this time."
While they were discussing how to deal with Song Xueyao, Grandpa Zhou also prepared the medicinal herbs and the clean room that Song Xueyao wanted.
He couldn't wait any longer, so he asked someone to invite Song Xueyao over.
If his son's leg could really heal, he would definitely thank all his ancestors and Song Xueyao for their blessings.
Zhou Mansion.
Old Master Zhou was waiting for Song Xueyao at the door and saw Shen Wenbin's car arrive.
Come over quickly and say hello.
“Master Shen, and Miss Song, you are finally here. Who are these people…??”
Shen Wenbin: "Mr. Zhou forgot to introduce you, this is my daughter's husband Tang Yunting.
As for this one, you can tell by looking at their appearances."
"Haha! Everyone, please come in. I can't believe Miss Song is already married at such a young age.
But your husband is really good, with a noble temperament, and you two really look good together."
"Yeah! I think so too," Song Xueyao was so confident.
"Mr. Zhou, please get down to business first!"
"well."
Everyone else was particularly curious about how this young woman would treat Zhou Haocheng's leg. After all, his leg was completely damaged.
Song Xueyao first checked the medicinal materials and saw that there was no problem. Then she asked someone to help Zhou Haocheng into the small room.
"Godfather, please help me watch outside and don't let anyone in without my permission."
"Okay, just do your thing."
Zhou Haochen was both worried and expectant.
After entering the small room, Song Xueyao hypnotized Zhou Haocheng and threw him into the space.
Shouted: "Youyou, come and help."
"Sister, I'm here."
The two performed the operation in the space for more than ten hours.
Song Xueyao was highly focused, with sweat beading on her forehead.
He took out a scalpel and made a small incision on Zhou Haochen to connect the broken bones. After that, he had to suture them and put on a splint.
It is really tiring to handle this operation alone, but it is worth it for the small Western-style building.
On the way, Song Xueyao drank a glass of spiritual spring water to replenish her strength.
Everyone outside was getting anxious, especially Mr. Zhou who was pacing back and forth.
Why hasn't there been any movement for so long? Is this going to work?
After waiting for more than half an hour, the door of the small room finally opened.
Mr. Zhou ran over immediately and asked, "Son, how is my son?"
Song Xueyao instructed, "Master Zhou! Your son just had surgery, remember not to let him touch the wound.
It’s best to avoid certain foods, like chili peppers, ginger, and garlic.”
"Miss Song, when will my son wake up? Is his leg really healed?"
"He will be awake in about an hour, and his legs need to rest, but he will have no problem walking normally.
Just don’t do heavy physical work.”
"All right, all right, God bless you, God bless you!
"Butler! Send the young master back to his room and take good care of him. Don't let anything go wrong, or you will be held responsible."
"Yes, sir."
Mr. Zhou brought Song Xueyao and his group to the living room, and the housekeeper took out two boxes.
"Miss Song, this is the title deed to the small western-style building we agreed on earlier. I'm giving it to you now.
The other box is a little gift I prepared for you. I hope you like it."
"Thank you very much for the gift, Master Zhou. I will come over in three days to change the dressing on your wound. Remember not to let it get wet during these few days."
"well."
"Master Zhou, you go ahead and do your work. If anything unexpected happens to the young master, please send someone to call me.
We have something else to do, so we won’t bother you any more.”
"I'll see you off."
"No need, Master Zhou, please stay."
As soon as they left the gate of Zhou Mansion, the driver drove over and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"
Just when Shen Wenbin was about to say something, a younger brother covered in blood stopped the car.
Holding on to his last breath, he said intermittently: "Master, our goods are in trouble, and our people are in trouble too."
Then he fainted and the driver immediately helped him up.
"Master, it's Xiao Li who is in charge of this shipment. It seems someone has set their sights on our goods."
Shen Wenbin: "Let's take the person back first."
The car quickly returned to No. 1 Xingfu Building, and the housekeeper immediately called the family doctor to examine Xiao Li.
The result was not very ideal, but Song Xueyao knew that this person might still be of some use.
The others only saw Song Xueyao take out a black pill and feed it to Xiao Li, then took out a row of silver needles and pricked his body and head with them.
Few people here believe in traditional Chinese medicine. I wonder if it is useful?
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