The color in his face visibly began to return.

Qian Cuihua watched in stunned silence.

Li Dazhuang and Li Ergou also poked their heads out of the door to look, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

About half an hour later, Li Fugui let out a long sigh and slowly sat up from the bed.

"I...I feel much better..."

Qian Cuihua ran to the bedside, grabbed his hand, and started crying:

"Old Li, you scared me to death!"

Li Fugui ignored her, his eyes fixed on Chen Yuanbao.

For the first time, there was no hostility in those eyes, only deep fear and confusion.

Chen Yuanbao stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Village chief, keep those few strength pills. Take one every night before bed. I'll bring you more after you finish this bottle of water."

"Yuanbao..." Li Fugui finally spoke, his voice hoarse, "Why did you save me?"

As Chen Yuanbao reached the door, he turned back to look at him:

"Village chief, in this life, don't always try to scheme against others. Man proposes, God disposes."

After saying that, he walked out.

Li Fugui slumped on the bed, watching Chen Yuanbao's retreating figure, and tears streamed down his face.

Qian Cuihua had never seen her husband like this before.

Li Fugui was like a stubborn, unyielding rock throughout his life; he didn't even cry when his father passed away.

But at this moment, a man in his fifties was curled up in the blankets and crying, looking like a child.

After leaving the hospital, Chen Yuanbao took a deep breath.

Widow Liu followed him, her eyes filled with complex emotions:

"Yuanbao, why...why did you save him? He's already caused us so much trouble..."

Chen Yuanbao said with a smile:

"Sister-in-law, this is like killing someone by breaking their spirit."

"So what does that mean?"

"He used to fight with me because he thought I was a fool and easy to bully," Chen Yuanbao said, squinting his eyes. "Now that I've saved his life, he'll owe me for the rest of his life. Every time he sees me from now on, he'll feel very uncomfortable. This is a hundred times more painful than killing him."

Widow Liu listened, completely stunned.

For the first time, she felt that Chen Yuanbao was a man of unfathomable depth.

After Li Fugui's incident, Sanshui Village fell silent.

Li Fugui was discharged from the hospital after only a week, and he was a completely different person afterward. He always walked with his head down, and would take a detour when he saw Chen Yuanbao. Qian Cuihua would tuck her tail between her legs whenever she saw anyone, and her big mouth looked like it had been sewn shut.

Those in the village who were still hesitant have now realized: Chen Yuanbao is not someone to be trifled with.

Chen Yuanbao was not idle either.

He formally handed over the contract of thirty acres of land on the back hill to Widow Liu.

"Sister-in-law, you're now the 'manager' of these thirty acres of land." Chen Yuanbao handed her a bank card and said, "There's 200,000 yuan in the card. Hire a few temporary workers from the village to level the land. We'll deal with the seeds and medicinal herb seedlings after I return from the provincial capital."

Widow Liu held the card, her hands trembling:

"There are so many gold ingots..."

"That's enough," Chen Yuanbao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, there's something else."

"you say."

"Here's a key to my house." Chen Yuanbao handed her the key. "When I'm not home, come here once a day. If anyone dares to come to my house, just call me."

"Okay, sure."

"And that well—" Chen Yuanbao pointed to the southwest corner of the yard and said, "Don't touch that wooden plank. Only I can use the water from the well."

Although Widow Liu did not understand the meaning behind it, she still nodded in agreement.

After settling things in the village, Chen Yuanbao called Su Qingyan.

Early the next morning, a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class was parked at the entrance of the village.

He was picked up by Assistant Zhou.

"Boss Chen, President Su sent me to pick you up."

Chen Yuanbao took a small suitcase and got into the car.

As soon as the car left the village, Chen Yuanbao's phone rang.

It is Wang Fugui.

"Master Chen...where are you now?" Wang Fugui was almost in tears.

"On the way," Chen Yuanbao said calmly. "It will take about two hours to reach the provincial capital."

"Master Chen, please come to me first, I beg you... I've been so desperate these past two days..."

"Okay, I'll come to your place."

After making the call, Chen Yuanbao told his assistant, Zhou.

Assistant Zhou stepped on the gas, and the car sped up considerably.

Two hours later, Chen Yuanbao arrived at the door of Wang Fugui's villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Yuanbao was startled.

Wang Fugui had lost a lot of weight; his face was sunken. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, and he walked with a slight sway.

Upon seeing Chen Yuanbao, Wang Fugui rushed over and hugged his leg:

"Master Chen, you've finally arrived... I've been having nightmares every night for the past two days, dreaming... dreaming that someone is stabbing me with a knife..."

Chen Yuanbao quickly helped him up:

"Boss Wang, don't get agitated. How can I treat you if you're like this?"

He helped Wang Fugui to the sofa and made him lie down.

With a glance from his spiritual eye, Chen Yuanbao frowned.

Wang Fugui's condition was much more serious than before. There was a dark aura around his heart meridian, tangled together like a rope. This wasn't just a heart condition; some evil force had been placed upon it.

However, Chen Yuanbao didn't say anything, but simply told Wang Fugui to relax.

He took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from his small bag.

This bottle of water was drawn from the village well, and its concentration is higher than the bottle given to Li Fugui before.

"I drank it."

Without a second thought, Wang Fugui tilted his head back and drank.

As soon as the spring water entered his mouth, Wang Fugui felt completely refreshed.

Chen Yuanbao then massaged him while secretly channeling spiritual energy into him, gradually dispelling the dark energy near his heart meridian.

It takes three hours to treat this disease.

When the treatment was finished, Chen Yuanbao himself was sweating.

Wang Fugui, however, seemed to have regained his vitality; his complexion was much rosier when he sat up.

"Master Chen... I... I feel much better..."

Chen Yuanbao wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Boss Wang, your situation is quite special. For the next three days, don't go out; just stay home. I'll come to see you once in the morning and once in the evening. I guarantee you'll be lively and energetic again within three days."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say!"

On the second and third day, Chen Yuanbao would come over to check on Wang Fugui once each time.

By the third night, Wang Fugui was able to get up on his own and even had the energy to have a meal with Chen Yuanbao.

At the dinner table, Wang Fugui, with tears in his eyes, raised his wine glass:

"Master Chen, I, Wang Fugui, owe you my life."

"You're too kind." Chen Yuanbao also raised his wine glass.

"I won't stand on ceremony." Wang Fugui finished his drink in one gulp, then said, "Master Chen, I'd like to talk to you about something."

"you say."

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