Not to mention Manshu's makeup was good, even Yan Zhan's complexion improved a lot.
He was injured some time ago. After all, it was his fundamental injury.
Even if there is Xun Chuyi's Peiben Gu Yuan Dan, it can only repair part of it.
Food supplements are indeed a good method.
When Xun Chu first learned that Manshu had been drinking soup at home these days and kept Yan Zhan company every day, he gave him a prescription for food supplements.
Both of them can drink it.
It is not to regulate the physical deficit, but to regulate the spiritual energy deficit and loss.
This recipe cannot be found in ordinary pharmacies.
He had to deliver the medicine to the two of them himself.
The medicinal materials grown by the Xun family all have some spiritual energy.
Commonly known as Lingzhi.
Their effects are naturally more powerful than ordinary medicinal materials.
Even the old man took it for a few days and his old problems improved a lot.
At this age, his body's organs are gradually beginning to decline.
Now after taking supplements for seven days in a row, it seems like I am rejuvenated.
All in all, the old man felt relaxed all over.
I even want to make soup at home for a few more weeks.
"That classmate of yours sent you good medicinal materials. Ask him if he has any more."
Mr. Yan was eager to give it a try: "We don't take what others have for nothing, give us money!"
"I know that his medicinal materials must be of good vintage and come from deep mountains and old forests, so we can give them twice the market price."
"Ask him if he is willing to sell it."
Manshu was speechless. Her grandfather really caught the hair of a sheep.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask."
Manshu didn't call and asked Xun Chuyi directly online.
Xunchu was very slow to reply to messages for the first time.
"Yes, I'll give you another half month."
Once Manshu heard this, half a month would be enough.
"Really? You help me adjust it. It's to recuperate the old man's body. My grandfather, you know, he had a lot of hidden injuries in his body before, and he was also very upset because of what happened to my dad, my second uncle, and my grandma."
"I understand." Xun Chuyi agreed.
Manshu thought that Xunchu would only prescribe herbal medicine for half a month at most.
Who knew that someone would deliver it to my door that night and say it was three months old?
"Three months, do you really have that many?"
Manshu was a little unbelievable.
Xun Chuyi delivered the things in person.
"Well, three months is enough for your grandpa alone."
Manshu raised an eyebrow: "How much."
"Three hundred thousand." When he asked for money, Xun Chuyi didn't even blink.
Manshu gave it happily.
Because she knew that if this portion of medicine were sold, it would cost at least three million.
Especially the wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong City are willing to spend not only three million, but also thirty million to take care of their bodies.
Some people do all kinds of immoral things in order to survive. Isn't it more wasteful than this?
Xun Chuyi obviously knew the value of the medicinal materials in his hands, so he was not polite to Manshu at all.
"If you thank me, I won't say any more to you. If there are good things like this in the future, don't forget me."
Xun Chuyi looked at her silently: "Do you still want it?"
"Not only do I have a grandpa, but I also have a grandma, grandma and grandpa, don't I?"
Xun Chuyi: "..." It's hard to find a cure in our circle, but none of the old people in your family want to be left behind.
"We are friends, right?" Manshu winked at Xunchu.
Do you dare to tell me not to give it a try?
"Yes, friend." What can Xun Chuyi do?
After his identity was exposed, Manshu seemed much more confident in approaching him.
Perhaps in Manshu's view, since everyone is the heir of a special bloodline, they are naturally one of their own.
You are one of my own, do you still need to be polite?