Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

Huangmao didn't know why the other party asked this. He scratched his hair, shook his legs, and said casually, "I know. He is a well-known gangster and a branch of the Hongmen. The places in the South Central District are all his territory. I heard that he only does legitimate business and never breaks the law. He also cooperates with government departments and has done a lot of good things in terms of public security..."

When talking about Li Tianer, Huangmao's face was full of admiration and yearning, and his face was full of pride.

Although Huangmao's words may seem like flattery, they are basically the same.

The Nanzhong District was originally a famous and run-down red-light district where all kinds of people gathered. It was a place where prostitution, gambling and drugs were prevalent. Fights, bullying of the weak, and even forcing women into prostitution and destroying ordinary people's families were common occurrences.

But ever since the Hongmen took over that piece of land, although they were still running bars and dance halls, fights and brawls were still unavoidable in some small corners, but overall it could be described as "safe".

At least, people won't lose their lives for unknown reasons every few days, and decent women won't be forced to work in special industries.

[Hongmen, everyone may have forgotten, here’s a reminder: it’s the gang that Shang Si’s father belonged to.]

However, Xiong Wu didn't want to listen to Huang Mao's long speech, and asked directly: "Do you want to hang out with him?"

"What?" Huang Mao was stunned, staring at Xiong Wu with wide eyes, "What do you mean by that?"

"It means exactly what it says. If you want to go, I'll let him know, and that'll be my way of repaying you for sending the child off."

Xiong Wu has always looked down upon this kind of gangster with a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a big colorful head in the middle.

Damn it, the existence of such people is a disgrace to the people in the underworld. If all the people in the underworld were like this, they would have been dealt with long ago.

Being able to point out the right path for this kid today can be considered a contribution to the appearance of our community!

After sending away the overjoyed yellow-haired boy, Xiao Yuan couldn't wait to take out a small cloth bag from her inner pocket and handed it to Xiong Wu. "My master asked me to come here to give this to my handsome little brother. He might need it."

Hearing this address, Xiong Wu was confused for a moment. Handsome little brother? Was he referring to Lin Shao?

Thinking of Lin Yuze's face, it's not the best looking, but calling him "beautiful" is quite realistic.

However, he is more likely to be described as "handsome" rather than beautiful.

Xiong Wu took the small cloth bag with some surprise. After opening the outermost layer of oil paper, he found a layer of blue linen inside. "What is this? What is it for?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yuan happily gestured with her hands, her face flushed with excitement, "This is a small medicine bag. My master and I went into the mountains to search for more than half a month before we found all the herbs. And the Cistanche deserticola inside is a treasure that my master has treasured for decades..."

Xiong Wu: “…” My nose is not broken, I can smell that this is a small medicine bag, I am asking you what its function is.

After the little Taoist priest introduced himself, he waved his two chubby hands and looked at Xiong Wu expectantly, "Take me to see him quickly. I want to give him the medicine bag myself. I also want to know how to do the golden needle acupuncture that Master taught me!"

Xiong Wu, who was in a depressed mood, did not understand what Xiao Yuan meant and was still worried about the small medicine bag.

I pinched it and put it under my nose to smell it. It tasted good. It didn't have the bitter taste common in traditional Chinese medicine. It had a light fragrance that was very comfortable to smell.

Xiong Wu looked at the little Taoist priest and said, "What's the use of this little medicine bag of yours? Young Master Lin is sick, and he can't just take medicine casually."

Perhaps, it was because so much energy had been used to search for a matching heart but nothing was found, which made Xiong Wu never think from the bottom of his heart that this ordinary little medicine bag in front of him might be helpful to Lin Yuze's condition.

Listening to Xiong Wu's words, Xiao Yuan rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Why does this big guy look a little clumsy?

Could it be that it is really as Master said: what is concentrated is the essence?

Just like the master, the handsome brother, and myself, they are not that big, but they are all very smart.

"Master asked me to bring medicine because he knew he was sick." Xiaoyuan said, and glanced at Xiong Wu speechlessly, "Otherwise, why would we go to so much trouble to prepare a small medicine bag!"

Xiong Wu: “…” Now I really understood, I understood completely!

The kid didn't come to him because he encountered difficulties, but that Ox Nose... Oh no, it was that old immortal who knew that Young Master Lin was sick and sent his disciples to bring medicine?

This seemingly inconspicuous little medicine bag in his hand was specially prepared for Young Master Lin.

Ever since Lin Yuze's illness broke out, they had tried everything from Western medicine to Chinese medicine, and then praying to the Buddha and asking for help from the gods. They had even bought the dust on the Buddha statue and the incense ash on the table in front of the Buddha.

But this reclusive old Taoist priest has not tried it yet. Perhaps... the older and more remote from economic society something is, the more useful it may be.

Moreover, only the family members knew about Young Master Lin's illness. How did the old immortal know about it? Could it be that he could really predict that Young Master Lin would have such a disaster?

Thinking of this, Xiong Wu's eyes suddenly became hot. He tightly grasped the small medicine bag in his hand, pulled up the little Taoist boy with one hand, and ran towards the hospital.

The little Taoist boy, who was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders and lifted up, subconsciously resisted. He punched Xiong Wu's strong arms with his two fleshy fists, struggling to gain his freedom.

"Hey, what are you doing...you...let me go...barbarian...I'm going to tell my pretty brother..."

Xiong Wu's iron hands did not move at all, his feet moved very fast, and he even found time to respond to the little Taoist's words.

"Don't worry, little fairy. I'll put you down when we get to the ward..."

In the cubicle outside the ward

Chu Tingfeng looked calmly at the little kid who was dragged in by Xiong Wu and who looked to be no more than twelve years old.

This little Taoist boy...can he really relieve Aze's symptoms as he said?

And Yuzhuo Temple? What is that place? I have never heard of it before... However, Xiong Wu said that Aze had been there twice before, and every time he came back, he could get relief and answers to the things that were originally pent up in his heart.

That old Taoist priest might really have some extraordinary abilities...

Facing Chu Tingfeng's gaze, Xiao Yuan glared back in dissatisfaction, her round, intelligent eyes filled with condemnation and unhappiness.

Although this person is also good-looking, and his good looks are completely different from his handsome brother, but he actually stopped me from saving his handsome brother. It's so annoying.

Humph...you disgusting good-looking man, you doubt my ability and don't let me save my handsome brother. Then I won't tell you that in the next half month, you will probably be in trouble.

However, before leaving, the master advised: A monk should have the tolerance of a monk. If things are going well, there is no need to pay attention to the dogs in the secular world, so as not to get bitten and then fight back, which not only wastes energy but also gets you covered in blood.

Thinking of his master's teachings, Xiao Yuan retracted his unfriendly gaze and said, "A monk shouldn't bother with dogs in the secular world."

Chu Tingfeng had no idea that in the eyes of the young Taoist priest, he was classified as a "dog in the secular world".

After the initial look, he focused all his attention on Shen Yu who was checking the small medicine bag at the side, expecting to hear good news.