My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"Don't worry, I'll go find him right away and see if I can find some last bit of humanity in this dying man."

Lin Yunshu went out after he finished speaking, his heart was filled with anger, which was churning and tumbling, and at this moment, it was about to explode.

"Yunshu." Xiao Wan called her, "We must get it done right the first time. Don't give him the opportunity to blackmail us again and again in the future. If he wants money, you can't let him ask."

Lin Yunshu nodded slightly.

However, he never seemed to ask the Lin family for money...

"By the way, do you want to bring a few bodyguards with you? If all else fails, just beat him up. This will also be a chance to avenge your brother!"

As the saying goes, there is no order without rules!

Especially for a family like theirs, which is at the center of the storm, they have to get to the root of the problem and nip the evil in the bud.

"Bodyguard? That's good, in case he gets angry and starts to attack me."

Lin Yunshu had already entered combat mode. After getting her mother's consent, she took advantage of the dark and windy night and rushed to Lin An's house with two bodyguards in a menacing manner.

Tick, tick!

Every passing second is Lin An’s precious remaining life.

After seeing the prosperity of the city, I returned to my warm home.

Instead, he felt more comfortable this way.

If only we could give him more time to enjoy this rare moment of peace.

After a day's rest and dinner, Lin An came to a Chinese medicine shop.

Ci Ren Tang!

Sitting inside was an old man with gray hair and thick beer bottle glasses, giving him the air of a hermit.

After seeing Lin An, the old man's face was calm and he just said, "I've packed the medicine for you, take it yourself."

When Lin An heard this, he was a little panicked and couldn't help but mutter: "Medicine?"

Later he realized that it was a health-preserving medicine for the five members of the Lin family to recuperate.

However, the feeling of being in another world surged up, and he sighed: "That family is no longer important. From now on, there is no need to prepare medicine for them."

"Oh?" The old man felt something was wrong, so he looked up at him. Seeing that his expression was different from usual, he nodded calmly, "It's best if you figure it out. As for the blood ginseng you mentioned, I have no news yet."

But after thinking about it, he asked the waiter to bring the prepared medicine over.

Chinese medicine is like a custom-made medicine. Everyone’s physical condition is different, so the medicine is also different.

There were five packets of medicine on the cabinet, just enough for the five people in the Lin family.

Their names are marked on them.

Seeing the names on these medicine packets, Lin An couldn't help but shiver as the past events came to his mind vividly.

It was as if they were haunting me, pointing fingers and criticizing me.

But now, he has no relationship with the Lin family. This is the biggest reality.

Lin An shook his head solemnly and firmly said, "I won't take these medicines away. I'll give them to those lonely elderly people! They are all tonic medicines for conditioning, and they are good things."

The pharmacy clerk was immediately stunned, his eyes burning: "Mr. Lin, can I take these medicines back to my elderly parents? They are not in good health and need nourishment all year round."

The old man glared at the waiter, but couldn't help sighing.

"Alas, I told you a long time ago that the Lin family is not good, but you still didn't believe it! Now it's better? You gave so much to them, but they still kicked you out."

Lin An smiled lightly when he heard this, and did not refute it. As the saying goes, things are unpredictable! For him, this life experience is even worse than the other, and it is not too late to know it now.

After all, there are still three months left, and according to the schedule, he can still do a lot of things.

"Alas, my good-for-nothing prodigal son is not as good as you..."

The old man sighed but couldn't continue speaking. When he picked up Lin An's prescription, he was shocked again.

He couldn't help but look at Lin An and smiled bitterly: "This prescription of yours is absolutely counterproductive. I have been curing patients for so many years and I boast of my superb medical skills, but now I see that I am nothing compared to the great ones. You are really bold!"

Lin An shook his head bitterly and began to discuss the recipe.

During the Tang Dynasty, there was a book called Tuibei Tu, which talked about many things about curing illnesses for prisoners in prison.

There is a story behind this.

It is said that the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty had a princess named Yuzhen who contracted cholera while collecting mushrooms.

Doctors at that time no longer paid attention to the "Eighteen Antidotes".

The bold use of poisonous fungi as medicine is effective even for cholera, serious illnesses, cancer and the like.

Lin An talked about the "Eighteen Antidotes" in medicine.

The old man's eyes lit up upon hearing this and he immediately told the waiter to close the shop.

It was night time, and he had to carefully record down such a shocking event.

When he looked at Lin An again, his eyes were full of admiration.

When Chinese medicine is prescribing, the most important thing is the Eighteen Antidotes. It turns out that this matter had its ups and downs in ancient times.

Lin An said this calmly, but couldn't help but sigh: "No matter how good your medical skills are, you can't do a lot..."

What he meant was that his brain cancer is still incurable.

"No, you are confused!"

When the old man heard this, his heart was filled with emotion. With his many years of experience, he saw hope and looked at Lin An deeply.

Seems to be hesitating about deciding something.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to Lin An solemnly: "Perhaps, someone has the blood ginseng you want. With more natural treasures, I believe miracles will happen! What you need most is hope, and there are ways!"

"Oh? Is there really a blood ginseng?" Finally, Lin An's eyes lit up and he became energetic.

Originally, he didn't hold out much hope, thinking that this legendary medicinal herb must have become extinct, especially with today's climate change, which makes it almost impossible for any natural treasures to be produced.

"Yes, but where did you see the record of this blood ginseng?" The old man couldn't help but ask in surprise.

“Ancient book.”

Lin An made up a random excuse. As a military technology giant with SSS-level confidentiality in the military, these things were state secrets.

When they first cultivated blood ginseng, they used it as military rations, but they didn't expect it to have great medicinal value.

Now he didn't want to alarm his former comrades and old subordinates, so of course he was evasive.

"Okay, but this person treats the blood ginseng as his daughter, and I'm afraid he won't be willing to give it up." The old man said, opening the safe and starting to rummage around, looking for a business card.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Lin An, Lin An, are you here? Have you got the medicine? Our family is in chaos, let's go back and check."

It was the voice of mother Jiang Qing.

Lin An stood up suddenly, and then he thought that his real relatives had not benefited much from him, so why did he get into trouble now?

Number 368! This simple number has become his real home in his heart, and it is extremely important!