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"Dad, hasn't Grandpa been in poor health lately? I'll have someone send this pill back right away. Give it to Grandpa and see how it works," Wang Er said.

He knew the value of such a miraculous pill; it was absolutely something money couldn't buy.

But compared to that, Wang Er valued family much more.

If this pill could really help his grandfather, he would take it out without hesitation.

"It's very thoughtful of you, but having someone deliver such a precious miraculous pill might not be safe. Just bring it back with you when you return in a couple of days. There's no rush," Wang Lin said with gratification.

"Dad, I might not go back anymore, or rather, it will be a long time before I can visit."

"What do you mean?" Wang Lin was puzzled.

"Dad, I'm currently living in Young Master Qin's villa, and I even got my own room. I was thinking that if possible, I'll just live here from now on. Building a relationship with Young Master Qin and the others isn't a bad thing. Xia Fei, Zhou Ping'an, and the rest have also been staying in the villa recently."

"Moreover, I asked around, and they have already received such miraculous pills from Young Master Qin before. If I perform well, maybe I'll have the chance to get more in the future," Wang Er explained.

"You've thought this through very well. If you can, then stay there. If you need anything, just give me a call," Wang Lin said earnestly.

"Okay, Dad. I'll have someone send the pill back shortly. Yeah, that's all, I'll hang up now."

Wang Er hung up the phone and then went to take a shower.

Every room in the villa had its own en-suite bathroom.

Just as he finished washing up and was about to go to sleep, there was a knock on the door.

Curious, Wang Er opened the door to see Xia Fei holding a cup of steaming tea, which looked like it had just been brewed.

"This is tea rewarded to you by Young Master Qin. Everyone gets a cup. We all just drank ours; it cures hangovers," Xia Fei said.

"Oh?"

Hearing the word "hangover," Wang Er's eyes couldn't help but light up. After all, when Qin Ning gave the miraculous pill to Director Shen earlier, he had also mentioned it could cure hangovers.

Could this tea also have some extraordinary properties?

"What are you spacing out for? If you aren't going to drink it, I will," Xia Fei said impatiently, seeing him staring blankly at the teacup.

"I'll drink it!"

Wang Er hastily raised the cup, tilted his head back, and downed the tea in one gulp.

"This..."

In less than a few seconds, he felt the benefits brought by this cup of tea.

How was this just a simple hangover cure?

With one cup of tea down, all the discomfort in his entire body vanished into thin air. It was as if he had just woken up from a beautiful sleep; he felt energized to the extreme.

"To think there is such good tea in the world!" he couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes filled with burning passion.

"Look at you. Now that you've moved into the villa and can follow Young Master Qin, there will be plenty more benefits. You really have to thank me for this. If it weren't for my recommendation, how would you have the qualifications to live here?" Xia Fei said.

"You're right."

To this, Wang Er did not refute, but nodded seriously.

If it hadn't been for Xia Fei's recommendation, he indeed wouldn't have been able to come into contact with an existence like Qin Ning, let alone move into the villa.

"So how do you plan to thank me?" Xia Fei looked at him, then suddenly smelled a sour stench. Looking down, he saw a pair of shoes placed in the corner by the door, obviously the ones Wang Er had just taken off.

He immediately cursed, "Do you have athlete's foot?"

Hearing this, Wang Er was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of horror appeared on his face. Mishearing the phrase as a proposition, he yelled, "Hell no! Fuck, I didn't know you had that kind of fetish!"

"What the hell?"

Xia Fei was stunned, completely baffled. "I said, do you have athlete's foot?"

"Fetish your ass! Get lost! Stay away from me from now on!"

Saying that, Wang Er covered his backside with one hand and hurriedly slammed the door shut with the other, locking Xia Fei outside.

"What is wrong with this guy?" Xia Fei was completely bewildered.

...

The next day, around noon.

Wang Er had already had someone deliver the pill to the Magic City.

Looking at the single pill inside the box in his hand, Wang Lin appeared quite excited.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly took out his phone and found a number that had called him yesterday, which displayed the location as the Capital.

"Hello."

A voice came from the other end of the line.

"Hello, I am Wang Lin from the Magic City. I have something to report to Elder Zeng. Yes, yes, it's about yesterday's matter concerning Young Master Qin," Wang Lin spoke cautiously, knowing that the person answering the phone right now wasn't Elder Zeng himself, but his liaison officer.

"Hold on a moment," the voice on the other end replied.

Not long after, Elder Zeng's voice came through the phone, "It's me."

"Elder Zeng, this is Xiao Wang from the Magic City. Yes, yes, about yesterday's matter..."

Wang Lin bowed and nodded as he spoke on the phone, looking extremely respectful.

"Mhm, it's good that everything is fine. Qin Ning is not a petty person. Moreover, your son has now moved into his villa, which means he has gained his approval. For your Wang family, there will be plenty of benefits in the future," Elder Zeng said with a chuckle.

"Elder Zeng, it's like this. Yesterday, Young Master Qin gave my boy a miraculous pill..."

Following that, Wang Lin tentatively brought up the topic.

"Oh? I didn't expect your son to obtain such a fortuitous encounter. That is undoubtedly a miraculous pill. Not only can it cure all diseases and restore one's youth, but as long as a person isn't dead and still has a breath left, eating the miraculous pill will immediately make them as lively and vigorous as a dragon and a tiger." Elder Zeng's tone was incredibly serious.

"Really?"

Although Wang Lin had already believed most of it, hearing the final confirmation from Elder Zeng's mouth made his heart surge with uncontrollable ecstasy.

Soon after hanging up the phone, he didn't hesitate and quickly took a car to the First Hospital of the Magic City.

Inside the hospital room, Wang Lin's father-in-law, Shi Mingzhi, was lying on the bed. He was in poor health and had spent most of his time recuperating in the hospital over the years.

"Dad."

When Wang Lin arrived, a doctor was examining Shi Mingzhi in the ward.

"Why are you here? Is something the matter?"

Shi Mingzhi was slightly taken aback. He looked to have a decent complexion, but compared to the last time they met, his condition had visibly deteriorated.

"Dad, this is a miraculous pill that the kid Wang Er got over in Liu City. He had someone deliver it back to the Magic City overnight. Hurry up and eat it," Wang Lin said, bringing out the wooden box containing the miraculous pill.

"Miraculous pill?"

Before Shi Mingzhi could say anything, a doctor examining him immediately frowned. "Mr. Wang, has this kind of sketchy medicine undergone strict medical testing? Old Mr. Shi is not in a very good condition right now. As his doctor, I have an obligation to remind you that if he eats this and something goes wrong, our hospital cannot bear the responsibility."

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