Soon, everyone walked into the Xia family residence and gathered around the coffee table to chat.
Xia Zhenye had someone brew the best tea and waited at the side like a waiter.
However, his son Xia Fei was sitting there. This scene looked a bit strange.
Qin Ning said, Uncle Xia, please sit down too. It doesn't look right for you to keep standing.
Alright.
Xia Zhenye didn't act overly modest, but he was still very restrained.
He knew his son had a good relationship with Qin Ning, but that didn't mean he did too.
Without a word from such a figure, Xia Zhenye would never dare to sit with him.
Take these tea leaves, brew them, and bring them up for everyone to taste, Qin Ning waved at a maid standing not far away.
Yes, sir.
The maid responded carefully, wondering which prominent family this young man belonged to, considering he made her master, the richest man in Liu City, act so reserved in front of him.
Young Master Qin, this...
Xia Zhenye looked a bit embarrassed, not understanding the intention behind this action.
Was he dissatisfied with the tea he had prepared?
That shouldn't be the case.
These tea leaves were very precious, absolutely the top tier in the country.
It's fine, Uncle Xia. My brother doesn't think you are being a bad host; it's just that his tea leaves are better. You'll understand once you drink it later, Qin Fei explained.
Xia Zhenye agreed verbally, but he didn't believe it in his heart.
The best tea leaves in the country were right here, where could there be better ones?
Imported from abroad?
That made even less sense. When it came to drinking tea, Hua Xia was the ancestor of those foreigners. Where would foreign countries get genuinely good tea leaves?
Although curious, Xia Zhenye tactfully refrained from asking anything.
He knew Qin Ning was no simple figure. Perhaps someone of his stature really had some incredible tea leaves he didn't know about?
Moreover, when they were on the phone earlier, he had heard about the pills from Xia Fei. Although it was hard to believe, thinking about Qin Ning's identity, he felt the other party had no reason to deceive Xia Fei or himself.
Furthermore, he had personally called Zhou De to ask about the pills.
Zhou De also didn't know about the pills, but he knew that Qin Ning was an existence beyond the secular world and had personally saved Elder Zeng. Since the other party said the pills were effective, there definitely wasn't any exaggeration, which put Xia Zhenye's mind at ease.
This tea...
Soon, a pot of hot tea was brought up.
After just taking a small sip, Xia Zhenye was completely stunned.
At his age, his body more or less had some ailments. If it wasn't a little pain here, it was some discomfort there.
But when he swallowed a mouthful of tea, Xia Zhenye could feel a wave of heat instantly sweeping through his entire body.
The previous uncomfortable feelings vanished in an instant, and the gout in his foot felt as if it had never existed.
And it wasn't just Xia Zhenye; Gu Siyu also felt the same way. Both of them were astonished to the extreme.
If Uncle Xia likes it, I'll leave some tea leaves for you later. Drink a little every day, and after a month, the minor ailments in your body will be gone. Moreover, you will be virtually immune to all diseases in the future, Qin Ning said with a smile.
This... then thank you, Young Master Qin!
Xia Zhenye initially wanted to politely decline at first, but on second thought, what if the other party really didn't give it to him?
Sister Gu gets some too. I'll give you a bit more so Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu can drink it for a while, Qin Ning said with a smile when he saw the envious look in Gu Siyu's eyes nearby.
Gu Siyu's face immediately showed joy. Thank you.
Cough, cough...
Zhou Ping'an, afraid that Qin Ning would forget him, deliberately coughed twice.
Aunt Lin definitely won't be left out either. How could Qin Ning not understand what he meant?
Thank you, Young Master Qin, Zhou Ping'an said in ecstasy.
Soon, everyone finished their tea, chatted for a while longer, and then set off together for the airport.
Actually, Qin Ning could have flown everyone to the Capital all at once, but he didn't do so. Since he had returned to Earth, living like an ordinary person was quite nice too.
It wasn't far from the Xia residence to the airport; the journey only took a dozen minutes.
This was Xia Zhenye's private jet. The interior didn't have rows of seats; instead, it had been modified into a very luxurious layout, complete with a dedicated karaoke area.
After everyone boarded, the plane quickly received takeoff clearance and flew towards the Capital.
Barring any accidents, they would arrive in about four hours.
On the plane, everyone sang songs and drank juice and wine. Time passed quickly, and they eventually landed safely at the airport in the Capital.
After getting off the plane, Xia Zhenye had already arranged for cars to pick them up.
Once everyone got into the cars, they hurried straight to the Wu family residence.
Xia Zhenye's wife was named Wu Shuyun, and the Wu family of the Capital had quite a bit of fame.
Old Master Wu had served in a certain department in his early years, holding a bureau-director level position, but he was now retired and in poor health.
As his daughter, Wu Shuyun had returned here half a month ago and had been taking care of him closely, because, barring a miracle, Old Master Wu probably wouldn't last much longer.
Mom.
Soon, led by Xia Zhenye, Qin Ning and the group arrived at the Wu family residence in the Capital.
Outside the door, Wu Shuyun was waiting. She looked haggard, and Xia Fei felt his heart ache when he saw her. He quickly walked over, Mom, how is Grandpa doing?
Wu Shuyun sighed, It's gotten worse these past few days. Dad also knows he won't last many more days, so he asked me to notify you all to come over and see him one last time.
Don't worry, Mom. Since we're here, Grandpa will definitely be fine, Xia Fei comforted her.
He had the divine pill that Qin Ning had given him earlier in his hand. Even without Qin Ning taking action personally, his grandfather would absolutely recover.
However, Wu Shuyun only took Xia Fei's words as mere comfort and led them into the house.
As soon as they entered, everyone smelled the scent of traditional Chinese medicine wafting through the air. Clearly, during this time, the Wu family had been using various methods to help the old man get better, including trying traditional Chinese medicine.
Is that Xiao Fei back?
In the room, Old Master Wu, who was lying on the bed, struggled to prop himself up into a sitting position, a loving expression on his face.
He already doted on his daughter Wu Shuyun very much, and loving her meant loving everything connected to her. Therefore, he spoiled Xia Fei to no end. When Xia Fei was little, he even specially had him live in the Capital for a few years to keep him company.
Grandpa.
Seeing Old Master Wu looking so haggard on the bed, as if he were a completely different person from the last time they met, Xia Fei felt awful and sat by his bedside.
It's good that you're back. Grandpa can see you one last time before leaving, so I have no regrets. Old Master Wu spoke with a chuckle. Happy in his heart, his overall complexion seemed to improve quite a bit.
But everyone knew that this was just a final burst of energy before death.
Grandpa, this is a divine pill I obtained by chance. Take it, and I guarantee you'll get better immediately, Xia Fei said as he directly took out the medicine he had brought with him.

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