Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

"I know you're fine, but could you please hold on tighter."

Zhou Lidong said with regret.

Ever since drinking the medicinal wine recommended by Jiang Xiaochuan, he has now recovered as before.

As a winery owner, it would be strange if Jiang Xiaochuan had problems.

But it was a matter of face, and he was already quite ridiculed over this anecdote.

Jiang Xiaochuan was the person he chose personally. If his friends knew that Jiang Xiaochuan had not taken action yet, they would think that neither of them was capable.

"Chengcheng."

Jiang Xiaochuan always felt a little weird when Zhou Lidong kept urging him to do something like that.

He hurriedly stopped Zhou Lidong and asked, "Brother Zhou, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Correct."

Zhou Lidong tapped his forehead twice with his fist and almost forgot about the important matter.

"Xiaochuan, do you remember that I told you to give Huangfu Xiong a big gift?"

Zhou Lidong said seriously.

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiaochuan immediately became interested. He would naturally not forget the bold words Zhou Lidong made when he learned that it was Huangfu Xiong who kidnapped Zhou Lidong's daughter.

"Why, is this done?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said hopefully.

If Zhou Lidong really surprises Huangfu Xiong financially, it will definitely be a catastrophic blow to the Huangfu family.

This is undoubtedly what Jiang Xiaochuan would like to see most.

"It's not that easy."

Zhou Lidong shook his head. "I ran into some trouble halfway through the process, so I was in a hurry to find you."

"what can I do?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked puzzled. With the assets and industries he currently had, he could not be of much help in economic sanctions. Zhou Lidong should know this.

"It's to save people."

Zhou Lidong pointed at his feet and said seriously, "Do you know who the owner of Jingxin Temple is?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head. If he hadn't walked in by accident, he wouldn't even know where Jingxin Temple was.

"He is Wang Lin, the former richest man in Jinghai. If he hadn't voluntarily quit the business world and chosen to practice Zen, I wouldn't have been given the title of God of Wealth."

Zhou Lidong said with some self-mockery.

"Although Wang Lin has retired, his connections and resources are still there."

"This time I came here to join forces with him to impose sanctions on the Huangfu family's economy."

Zhou Lidong got a headache when he said this. "Everything was fine before, but two days ago, Wang Lin's son suddenly got a strange disease and was bedridden."

"No matter how hard the doctors tried, they just couldn't cure him. Now he's just concentrating on practicing Zen and praying for his son, and doesn't care about anything else."

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan finally understood.

Zhou Lidong wanted him to help treat Wang Lin's son.

Since Zhou Lidong brought up this matter, Jiang Xiaochuan naturally would not refuse.

What's more, helping Wang Lin would be equivalent to creating a strong enemy for Huangfu Xiong, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

"Okay, I'll do my best."

Jiang Xiaochuan agreed readily.

Zhou Lidong patted Jiang Xiaochuan on the shoulder, and felt relieved.

He believed that with Jiang Xiaochuan's help, everything would be fine.

"Brother, come with me."

Afterwards, Zhou Lidong took Jiang Xiaochuan into a Zen-filled room in Jingxin Temple.

As soon as you step into the room, a faint scent of sandalwood hits your nose.

Accompanied by the sounds of Sanskrit, one can instantly feel calm as water.

In front of the room, a golden Buddha statue stands quietly.

Below the Buddha statue, a man in a grey cloth robe was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed. He was holding a rosary in his hand and muttering something.

It was none other than the owner of Jingxin Temple—the former richest man, Wang Lin.

"Let's wait a while. He's still grumbling."

Zhou Lidong obviously knew Wang Lin's habits. He whispered something and took Jiang Xiaochuan to the meeting place.

At this moment, the rosary in Wang Lin's hand suddenly stopped, as if being pulled by something.

He turned around slowly, revealing a face that looked a bit weathered but intimidating without even getting angry.

When Jiang Xiaochuan saw Wang Lin's face, he couldn't help but frown.

He clearly felt a murderous aura from Wang Lin.

The evil spirit was so heavy that Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but guess that Wang Lin must have experienced a lot of bloody things before and his hands were covered in blood.

Many people, after experiencing the luxurious life brought by power and money, will seek spiritual sustenance once they encounter setbacks or feel empty.

I hope to wash away my sins through meditation and practice.

Jiang Xiaochuan guessed that Wang Lin was such a person.

But what puzzled him was why Wang Lin’s sins of killing were so serious?

Even in this meditation room enshrining a consecrated golden Buddha, his evil aura was still so obvious.