Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 161: The Principles of Making Friends_1

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: The Principles of Making Friends_1

"Old He, although I have this ancient recipe, I still lack some ingredients, so for now, I can’t concoct it,"

Mo Han nodded lightly and continued, "But rest assured, as soon as I have the materials ready, I will concoct it straight away. By then, Miss Zhao will surely recover to her former self. After her recovery, you can then take a stroll around Jincheng Train Station..."

Jincheng Train Station?

The others listened, baffled.

Only He Chen and Zhao Yumo’s faces turned crimson; they had spoken in such hushed tones, yet Mister Mo had heard everything—his hearing was even sharper than a rabbit’s.

"Mister Mo! I, He Chen, don’t have much to say, so I’ll just say this—my life, from now on, belongs to you, Mister Mo!"

"Just say the word, and even if it means climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of flames, I will not frown!"

"If I, He Chen, ever dare to go against my word and betray you, may I meet a terrible end!"

In that moment, He Chen’s gratitude towards Mo Han was beyond words. Without any hesitation, he knelt on both knees, respectfully and earnestly speaking out.

As his words fell, Go Lao’er, Liu Lao San, and the rest quickly knelt down as well.

Their kneeling was willing and justified.

If not for Mister Mo’s miraculous methods, how could the sister-in-law have awakened from her sleep, and how could the big brother have been reunited with her after ten years?

He Chen was their leader and had treated them well over the years!

Moreover, who wouldn’t want to curry favor and pledge loyalty to a godlike person like Mister Mo?

"Everyone, stand up," Mo Han said, not used to such a scene. With a raise of his hand, everyone felt a surge of air gently lifting them to their feet.

The crowd was first startled, then delighted, affirming their decision was right.

"Old He, as I said, you’re my friend. Why the need for such formality between friends? Get up," he said with a faint smile, personally helping He Chen back to his feet.

He Chen’s eyes brimmed with tears, and he nodded his head, choked up with emotion.

Zhao Tiangao, though disgruntled by Mo Han’s earlier actions towards him, saw how much others revered Mo Han and, considering he had indeed cured his sister, didn’t dare to say anything.

Gui Nongsang pondered slightly and then said, "Young Zhao, since your sister was saved by Mister Mo, I naturally can’t claim that Hundred-Year Ginseng."

"Ru Yun, you’ll return the Hundred-Year Ginseng to Young Zhao tomorrow," he instructed.

Gui Ruyun nodded, "Yes, Grandfather!"

"That’s not possible!"

Zhao Tiangao quickly spoke, "Gui Lao the Divine Healer, you’ve been in seclusion for many years and came out just for my sister. How could I possibly take back the Hundred-Year Ginseng!"

"Miss Ru Yun, please keep it safe," he said, his gaze flickering subtly.

In fact, from the moment he first saw Gui Ruyun, he felt something special. If Gui Lao the Divine Healer and Miss Ru Yun severed ties with him now, he would have no chance at all.

"One should not accept rewards without merit. Mister Zhao, my grandfather and I appreciate your sentiment," Gui Ruyun said with a smile and a nod, serenely adding, "I will return the Hundred-Year Ginseng as soon as possible in the next couple of days."

"Grandfather, let’s go..."

Hundred-Year Ginseng?

Mo Han’s brow furrowed; this was a crucial ingredient for concocting the Qiankun Elixir. He spoke up, "Wait a moment."

Everyone turned to look at him, and he said in a weighty tone, "Could you perhaps let me have that Hundred-Year Ginseng?"

"Give it to you?"

Zhao Tiangao laughed, "Pah! I’d rather feed it to a dog than give it to you!"

Zhao Yumo’s brows furrowed slightly and she said to He Chen behind her, "Ah Chen, push me over there."

"Uh... okay." He Chen nodded and pushed Zhao Yumo forward.

Slap!

Zhao Yumo raised her hand and delivered a slap, "Zhao Tiangao, are you getting too bold for your own good?"

"Have you forgotten who saved me?"

"Not to mention if Mister Mo asks for a Hundred-Year Ginseng—if he wanted billions from me and Ah Chen, we would not refuse!"

Zhao Tiangao’s face reddened. He had always been fearful of his sister and, knowing he was wrong in this instance, could only stand to one side, covering his cheek.

Seeing Zhao Tiangao quiet down, Mo Han smiled and said, "Don’t get me wrong, everyone. This Hundred-Year Ginseng is actually one of the key ingredients for concocting the Qiankun Elixir!"

"I only need it for making the elixir."

"After the elixir is completed, I will take care of Miss Zhao’s situation. And Old He, you’ve been fighting outside for years, accumulating many visible and hidden injuries. When the time comes, I will keep an elixir for you," he promised.

He Chen, his throat burning with emotion, responded eagerly, "Mister Mo, you’ve already been too kind to me. How could I accept your elixir?"

"Besides, I’m just a lowlife thug, someone beneath notice. You should give your miraculous medicine to Old Tang or the leaders of the Wen Family..."

Mo Han shook his head with a smile, "Old He, I’ve told you, you’re my friend!"

"I don’t care about a person’s status when I make friends; I only care if they truly consider me a friend!"

"That day when Chen Chen went missing, if it wasn’t for your relentless search, I couldn’t have found her so quickly."

"And stop belittling yourself. With me around, your future is immeasurable!"

He spoke with confidence, because he possessed absolute strength.

Not only did he now lead the Tian Sheng Group, he also had good relations with the Tang Family and the Wen Family of Jiangling City’s Four Great Families. Most importantly, he was the disciple of the Zixiao Divine Healer, Ye Lingfeng, with the Zixiao Divine Needle at his side, versed in various arts and martial ways.

Without exaggeration, if he wished, he could establish a power that surpassed the Four Great Families.

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