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After Qin Mu and his party entered, Song Qingyun immediately lowered his face, "Shut up Song Qinglian immediately!"

Everyone has come to the door, so there must be no more monster moths.

Although he didn't know the reason why Qin Mu and Lin Yiwei came to the door, he believed that it was definitely not because of Song Qinglian.

As for Song Qinglian's crying on the phone, what happened?

He has no mind to pursue it.

Let's cure the old man's illness first.

He led Qin Mu and the others into the hall, and immediately served tea.

Qin Mu waved his hand, "The tea is free, Senior Lin, please help Elder Song to see what's going on first?"

Lin Yiwei didn't care too much about the Song family's tea. The tea he drank was also centuries-old tea from Penglai Wonderland.

Ordinary tea leaves are completely unattractive to him now.

Song Qingyun looked embarrassed, but he had no choice but to lead Lin Yiwei in with a smile.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the ward, and it was also filled with other strange smells.

Lin Yiwei took his pulse and took three medicines from the medicine box, "Give him the melted water!"

"One a day."

"Let's talk about it in three days."

Song Qingyun quickly took the medicine, and immediately ordered someone to melt one of them into the water and let the old man take it.

Lin Yiwei stepped out and said seriously, "His problem will not be solved for a while, unless there is an immortal medicine."

"Mr. Song is over 80 years old, right?"

Song Qingyun said, "Yes, yes, 87."

Lin Yiwei said, "No one has died in life since ancient times. He can live to be more than 80 years old. Do you still expect him to live to be a hundred years old?"

Song Qingyun bowed and said, "Mr. Lin, you also know that the old man's current status, if he goes west, the Song family will be in a state of invincibility."

"So we only ask him to live another year or two."

Lin Yiwei said, "But people are always going to die, who can live forever."

Song Qingyun said eagerly, "Mr. Lin, didn't you say that the Nine Clans have immortal medicine? Song Qingyun dared to ask you to give me the medicine."

Lin Yiwei laughed, "If there is a fairy medicine, I want it too."

"Okay, let's see if the medicine works first."

Before the conversation was over, a medical staff came out in a hurry, "Master... Patriarch, the old man is awake."

"what?"

Song Qingyun was shocked, the kung fu medicine would work now?
It seems that the Nine Clans really have magic medicine, and he can be sure that Lin Yiwei's medicine today is definitely not the health care products that can be bought in the market.

"Since the patient is fine, let's go first."

"Young master, let's go!"

Qin Mu nodded, and the three left.

Song Qingyun hurriedly shouted, "You three, please stay!"

He hurried to the front of the three of them, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Lin, Miss Lu, the three have great kindness, Song has nothing to repay, please accept a little favor from the three of you."

what is this?
money!
That's right, what Song Qingyun prepared was money.

A lot of money.

Qin Mu looked at it lightly, "Lin Yiwei, accept it!"

Lin Yiwei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood.

It's okay to accept the money, and neither of them owes the other.

The three walked out of Song's house, and Song Qingyun let out a long breath when he saw them getting into the car.

"Patriarch, they really have magic medicine."

The butler next to him whispered.

Song Qingyun let out a long breath with a helpless expression on his face.

The medicine is in the hands of others, what can you do?
At this time, the housekeeper came up with an idea, "We can send someone to quietly find Penglai Wonderland and grab some resources."

Song Qingyun glanced at him meaningfully, but didn't say anything.

The butler said, "I heard that people from the Nine Clans are cultivating immortality."

"If the fairy medicine can be found, wouldn't the old man be able to live forever?"

"Besides, it is impossible for people from the Nine Clans to give us the elixir. Why don't we do it ourselves."

Song Qingyun said, "Don't spread your words."

The butler nodded, "I know, I know, I understand."

Song Qingyun put his hands behind his back, "Go and see how the old man is doing?"

After Qin Mu and Lin Yiwei left the Song family, he had been thinking about a question, "Can it be made into a real fairy medicine?"

"Can the legendary elixir of life really be made?"

Back at Lin's house, Lin Yiwei asked him how to deal with the millions of dollars.

Qin Mu said, "Leave it alone, we're not sick and we can't treat it for nothing."

If it weren't for Chen Qianjiao, he wouldn't have made such a move at all.

Chen Qianjiao wants to do good deeds to accumulate virtue, so let's think of it as accumulating some virtue.

After a night of tossing, Elder Song was able to get out of bed the next day.

He came outside the yard and walked slowly with the support of two nurses.

Seeing this, the Song family was very surprised.

It seems that the immortal medicine of the Nine Clans is more powerful than imagined, Song Qingyun thought in his heart, the Nine Clans must not have tried their best, they could not have used the best medicine to save the old man.

If the immortal medicine of the Nine Clans could be obtained, wouldn't the Song family also be able to live forever?

Song Qingyun was thinking about this, when Mr. Song, who was walking well, suddenly felt weak and almost fell down.But it frightened the nurse next to her.

"Old Song, Old Song."

Unexpectedly, after the fall, Elder Song was out of breath, his face was pale, and he soon fell unconscious.

Everyone was terrified, and hurriedly called the doctor, and hurriedly carried him into the room.

"Quick, take out yesterday's medicine."

Doctor Liu yelled.

The nurse in charge of the medicine rushed to the bedside to open the safe, and the box containing the medicine was gone.

The nurse turned pale with shock, "No, the medicine is gone!"

what?
The Song family heard the shouts and rushed in one after another.

Song Qingyun's face darkened, "What's going on?"

The nurse turned pale with fright, "The medicine is gone, I put it in the safe, why did it disappear?"

She rummaged through the entire safe, and the remaining two pills were indeed missing.

The nurse was crying while rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Song Qingyun said coldly, "There's no need to look for it!"

The doctor's shout came from over there, "Old man, old man!"

Elder Song was already dying, and the medicine was only a flashback, allowing him to be relieved temporarily.

Without the medicine supplies, Elder Song died soon.

The doctor was pale and sweating profusely.

Song Qingyun stood there in fear, clenched his fists tightly, looking like he wanted to kill someone.

"Patriarch, Elder Song is gone!"

The doctor announced in a deep voice.

The Song family became angry, "It must be Qin's death, he stole the medicine."

Another person scolded, "Did they stimulate the old man with drugs and make him leave early?"

"Yes, we're going to settle accounts with Qin and Chen Qianjiao."

A group of people seemed to have lost their minds and wanted to settle accounts with Chen Qianjiao.

Qin Mu is free today, so he came to Qianjiao Group.

Seeing that Zhou Jin was in charge of the overall situation, he managed the company up and down in an orderly manner.

Qin Mu praised her severely several times.

So Zhou Jin, who hadn't been moisturized for a long time, was radiant again, becoming more and more charming.

Qin Mu is planning to go overseas recently to see Lu Guofang and Liu Hong,

The two were talking about this when a news came that Mr. Song had passed away.

Qin Mu was a little surprised. How could he have passed away suddenly after being given the medicine last night?

This thing is too strange, right?

Lin Yiwei called and said that the Song family had come to him to make trouble, what should we do?
Qin Mu said lightly, "I'll let Chen Bin handle it."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Mu thought, it shouldn't be!
I obviously acted on Chen Qianjiao's wishes to save his life, did it backfire?