Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The next day, Qi Qiu also came to say goodbye to Shen Mingchao.

"I have been out of contact with the Qi family of the Nine Gates for a long time. Now that I have successfully returned to the country, it is time to take back the power and family property that should have been inherited by me."

Shen Mingchao's voice had mostly recovered, and he only asked softly, "Is it dangerous?"

Qi Qiu smiled faintly and answered irrelevantly, "Thanks to my sister's blessing."

"Me?" Shen Mingchao raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Qi Qiu nodded: "Patriarch Xie spoke to me privately, saying that if I encounter any difficulties that I can't handle, I should go to him. Boss Wu said the same thing to me."

After that major purge, the Nine Gates were reshuffled, and the Wu, Jie, and Huo families gradually gained more influence.

They have now formed a delicate alliance centered around Shen Mingchao. Since she openly sides with Shen Mingchao, the others will mostly offer some assistance out of consideration for her feelings.

"Sister, don't worry, I'll be right back, and I'll keep my promise."

That is, to hand over one's family property unconditionally.

Shen Mingchao was speechless.

Watching Qi Qiu's departing figure, I suddenly couldn't help but wonder: if Master Qi knew this in the afterlife, would he appear in my dream and scold Qi Qiu for being a spendthrift?

After Qi Qiu left, Yucun became completely quiet. Besides the Iron Triangle, only Huo Daofu remained.

Shen Mingchao sighed.

Why did those who should have left end up staying?

That's talking about Doctor Hordorf, that cold-hearted guy!

Ever since she developed a fever that night, this man has been bringing her dark, awful-tasting Chinese medicine every day, with a deadpan expression on his face.

They even went so far as to claim that they were helping her improve her health.

The reason was so valid that it was difficult for Shen Mingchao to find a reason to refute it.

Faced with Huo Daofu's urging gaze, Shen Mingchao made a last-ditch effort: "Dr. Huo, I'm cured, really. I feel refreshed and have a great appetite. If you don't believe me, go ask Third Master and the others."

Hodor remained unmoved, his face expressionless.

After a stalemate, Shen Mingchao finally gave in. With a look of grim determination, she pinched her nose with one hand, held the bowl in the other, and swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

The bitter taste slid down her throat, almost making her "die on the spot."

After swallowing the pill, she cursed inwardly, "Hodolf, a cold and heartless man like you will never find a girlfriend!"

"Give."

A beautifully packaged bag of dried fruit was handed to me.

Shen Mingchao's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up a dried peach and put it in his mouth. The sweetness diluted the bitterness on his tongue.

Well, at least this person has some humanity.

In addition to the Chinese medicine I send her every day, I also bring her all kinds of snacks, and each time it's a different one.

While eating dried fruit, Shen Mingchao asked with a bitter face, "Doctor, how much longer do I have to take this medicine? If I keep taking it like this, I'll look like a bitter gourd."

"You need to drink it for at least half a month," Hordorff added. "And you've got it wrong. This medicine isn't for treating your cold and fever; it's for replenishing your qi and blood and improving menstrual cramps."

Oh, I see.

There's no way to refute that.

She immediately deflated, her head drooping, looking aggrieved: "I'll drink it, okay?"

It was rare to see Shen Mingchao looking so dejected, and Huo Daofu's lips curled into a faint smile.

For the first time, he was grateful that he had studied medicine. Otherwise, in this hidden and powerful village of Yuchun, he probably wouldn't even have a foothold. Not to mention the mysterious Zhang family members, even Wu Xie would have been a formidable opponent.

In the dead of night, he would often marvel at how Shen Mingchao was so good at picking people; they were all wolves and tigers, none of them easy to deal with.

Now, he himself can't tell why he insisted on staying. Was it a desire for immortality, or a different kind of thought that arose from the repeated impacts?

Regardless of which scenario it is, the only thing he's certain of is that he can't be eliminated.

"Okay, what about tomorrow?"

"What?" Shen Mingchao was taken aback.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow? I can bring it to you." As he spoke, Hordorf loosened his tie, his eyes darting around as if afraid of being noticed, and added, "Don't overthink it, I'm just doing it on the spur of the moment."

Something about that sentence is a bit odd.

It's a bit like an attempt to cover something up.

But since the man was Hordorff, Shen Mingchao didn't think much of it and casually said, "Taro paste, please, with extra sugar, thank you."

"it is good."

Just as Huo Daofu was about to get up and leave, his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that Shen Mingchao had transferred some money to him.

The amount is not small.

His face darkened. "What do you mean?"

Shen Mingchao shrugged: "I can't let you waste your time on a house call. Don't worry, I understand the situation."

Understand? Understand my ass!

Is he going to all this trouble just for the money?!

What's the big deal about giving him money? It's about cutting ties with him. Spending Jie Yuchen's money is fine, but his is not?

Hodor gripped his phone so tightly his knuckles turned white, his eyes glazing over with rage.

"Uh..." Shen Mingchao was confused.

Why does this person look so pale?

After much thought, Shen Mingchao had a sudden flash of inspiration and finally realized where the problem lay.

She's a supporting character with a name in the book, so her worth must be considerable. It's understandable that she felt offended if she didn't give her enough.

She tentatively asked, "Is it not enough?"

After saying that, she moved her fingers and transferred another sum of money: "It's okay, just say if it's not enough, I'm not a busybody."

Money doesn't matter; a good doctor is someone you can only find by chance.

"Ha!" Hodorf's chest heaved violently; he was so angry he laughed.

Huh? Why does he seem even angrier?

Shen Mingchao's expression also turned ugly: "Isn't that enough? Although your medical skills are very good, isn't it a bit...?"

Asking for an exorbitant amount?

Her money didn't come from thin air.

"Stop talking!" Hordorff couldn't take it anymore and growled, "Who said I wanted your money!"

"Then what do you want?" Shen Mingchao didn't understand.

"I..." Hordorf choked up, then said in a desperate act, "I did it voluntarily, okay? Consider it something I owed you in my past life."

After saying that, Huo Daofu ignored Shen Mingchao's reaction, turned around and left with a dark face.

He strode quickly and recklessly, not even bothering to bump into people at the door, and left without paying any attention.

The unfortunate one who got hit was Kanjian, who had just returned.

He finally made it to his shift change and rushed back to Yucun without stopping. As soon as he got off the bus, he went straight to Shen Mingchao's room, only to be bumped into and stumble at the door.

The worst part is that the person had absolutely no manners.

Kan Jian shouted at the man's retreating figure, "Hey! You hit someone, at least apologize!"

As a result, after saying that, he was met with cold indifference; Hodor didn't even turn his head.

"Tsk!" Kan Jian was indignant, but now was not the time to argue. He glanced at Shen Mingchao out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with him? Did you two have a fight?"

Shen Mingchao was also completely confused, and he casually made up a lie, just like the fat man: "Maybe... she's on her period."

The man in the vest was dumbfounded: "Huh?"