"Madam, Aunt Ming, you need to rest now, please be quiet," He Xi said.

He is Jiang Zhe's most valued subordinate, and Mrs. Jiang dare not not give him face.

She then wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said with a choked sob, "Then what can I do about this illness? If something happens to me, I don't want to live anymore."

Aunt Ming rolled her eyes.

If Jiang Zhe is really dead, Mrs. Jiang should be secretly happy. After all, Mrs. Jiang will control such a huge family fortune.

She was still reasonable, so she said to He Xi: "Master He, I usually value you the most, saying that you are well-informed and resourceful. Now it's up to you to take charge of the overall situation."

He Xi naturally understood this meaning. If Jiang Zhe died, his life would not be easy in the future.

He then thought about it and said, "There is someone who can definitely save me. Madam, Aunt Ming, please take good care of me. I will come back as soon as I go."

He Xi went to the Prince of Chu's Mansion.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Li Chunbao had no relatives to spare, but he was happy to be at ease.

Seeing that she seemed bored, Yan Hong said, "How about I accompany you to the hospital for duty?"

He knew that Li Chunbao couldn't sit still and made a suggestion.

Li Chunbao rested his head with one hand and looked at the account book: "No, I want to make a lot of money today."

Yan Hong felt a little guilty. He spent tens of thousands of taels of silver on this disaster relief, most of which were Li Chunbao's "hard-earned money."

But during the Chinese New Year, why would Li Chunbao say he wanted to make a lot of money?

Before he could ask, a boy came to report that an aide from Jiang Zhe's house wanted to see him.

That staff member was He Xi.

Yan Hong was disgusted with this person. He wondered what Jiang Zhe had in mind to ask this person to come and have a detailed discussion with him.

But Li Chunbao's eyebrows lit up and he asked the servant to invite the people in quickly.

She smiled and said: "Come, come, the water fish is here."

"...?" Yan Hong looked at her strangely.

Li Chunbao whispered something into his ear. Yan Hong was startled and turned to look at her: "Why don't you poison him directly?"

"Generally corrupt officials have their own treasury, and he has done so many evil things. How could he die so easily?" Li Chunbao said.

She has already made a plan. If Jiang Zhe really has a bank account, she will share 30% of it. Isn't this too much?

After all, the Ministry of Health is a money-burning place. The Ministry of Household Affairs is deducting money all day long, and money is allocated, but it always drags on for several months.

Sometimes Li Chunbao has to use his own small treasury as a cushion. Thinking about how he has worked hard for many years and has not much in his small treasury, he can only say two words: sad.

Yan Hong was convinced by her words. After this experience, he also knew the importance of silver and said directly: "Then you have to offer a good price. How about fifty thousand taels?"

Li Chunbao blinked and gasped: "My dear, I'm just going to offer you thirty thousand taels, but you're more awesome than me!"

"He has a lot of money, just ask for the price." Yan Hong said, "I'll teach you a way. You give him a little sweetness first, but don't cure him, and then slowly cut his flesh."

Li Chunbao gave him a thumbs up: "I used to think you were not like your father, but now it seems that you are even more sinister than your father."

Yan Hong sighed: "There's nothing we can do. It's hard to move without money."

The two arrived at the small living room, and He Xi had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he saw Li Chunbao, he seemed to see the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva emitting golden light, and quickly saluted the two of them: "Greetings to His Royal Highness King Chu and Princess Chu. Princess, my husband is seriously ill. Can you come to the house to have a look?"

Time waits for no one, he goes straight to the point.

Li Chunbao pretended to be surprised: "Master Jiang is seriously ill? He's celebrating the New Year, how could this happen?"

He Xi replied: "I invited many doctors, but they couldn't tell me what the illness was. I was helpless, so I came to disturb Princess Chu."

Li Chunbao said: "I am a philanthropist, but you also know that my consultation fees are free, but the medicines are not free. They are all made with painstaking efforts and manpower."

Her meaning is very clear. My medicine is very expensive.

Although He Xi felt a little unhappy, he thought that Li Chunbao's medicine was indeed unique in the world. It seemed to be made in a secret workshop and could not be imitated by others. Even if a lion opens its mouth, people still have this ability.

He said: "As long as I can cure my disease, everything will be easy."

Li Chunbao hummed: "Okay, I'll get a medicine box and set off immediately."

He Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Hong naturally wanted to follow him. He wanted to see how Jiang Zhe was tortured.

When we arrived at Jiang Mansion, a young boy came up in a panic.

"Master He, you are finally back! Master He vomited blood and is in critical condition."

He Xi's expression changed and he could only turn around and say: "Princess, please hurry up."

Li Chunbao said directly: "No problem, I'm very professional in collecting money to treat diseases."

"..." He Xi had completely understood what she meant. With enough money, he could cure it.

The room was already in chaos.

Jiang Zhe, who was already weak, suddenly woke up and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, then completely passed out.

Mrs. Jiang's body was trembling. Although Jiang Zhe had married many aunts, the two still had some relationship as husband and wife. Her son had not yet entered the official position. If Jiang Zhe died and left, her son would have no hope in the future.

Seeing Jiang Zhe dying, she also panicked.

As soon as Li Chunbao entered the room, he saw a room full of people gathered together and the air was turbid, and his face suddenly sank.

Good guy, do these people think Jiang Zhe is not sick enough and want him to die quickly?

"The princess is here?" Mrs. Jiang came up to greet her, her voice trembling slightly, "Please save my master."

Li Chunbao walked over, took a look, and said, "Oh, why is it so serious? I just breathed a sigh of relief."

Mrs. Jiang's face was pale and her body was shaking. Fortunately, there was a maid behind her to support her.

He Xi immediately said: "Princess, please heal me quickly."

"That's easy to say." Li Chunbao opened the medicine box and took out the injection he had prepared early in the morning. "This injection took a lot of effort on my part to make. It can bring Mr. Jiang back to life immediately. It's not expensive, only thirty thousand taels."

Aunt Ming couldn't help shouting: "Thirty thousand taels is not expensive?!"

After hearing this, Li Chunbao put the injection back into the medicine box, "Then there's nothing I can do."

Mrs. Jiang gave Aunt Ming a fierce look: "A concubine is qualified to talk to the princess? Drag her down!"

Aunt Ming was a little embarrassed and hoped that He Xi could speak up for her.

He Xi also felt that Aunt Ming was ignorant of the general situation, so he ignored Aunt Ming and said to Li Chunbao: "Princess, as long as I can save you, I won't hesitate even if the Jiang family goes bankrupt."

Li Chunbao took out the injection again.

Everyone was waiting for her to get the injection, but she took no action.

Neither He Xi nor Mrs. Jiang knew the reason, but they were afraid of angering Li Chunbao and did not dare to ask.

Finally, Yan Hong reminded: "Mrs. Jiang, her rule has always been to pay first and then administer the medicine."
Chapter completed!