Chapter 40: My Sister's Illness

He sighed, "Boss... I know your medical skills are top-notch, and I genuinely have a favor to ask of you."

Su Tian did not immediately respond; he reached out, picked up a mouthful of food, and placed it in his bowl. "If you say you want me to help you out, I have no objections. But if you say you are asking a favor of me, then count me out. Do you still consider me your boss? Talk to me like that again."

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"Reporting to the Grand Uncle-Master, I have been sent by my master to seek you out," said the Star Lord Wuqu.

Kreacher was unable to speak. Collapsed on the floor, he glared viciously with eyes the size of tennis balls toward the doorway—believing the intruder was still standing there.

"Well, you..." Using the fingers of her left hand against her heel, she slipped off the white sneaker from her right foot. Then, arching her instep and stretching her leg forward, she rested her right leg atop her left. As she moved, the smile on her face deepened.

As for the concubines of the household who were willing to remain at the Lin estate, Sister Lin would provide them with a monthly allowance of silver and rice to ensure they were cared for in their old age.

She was unsure whether she truly fancied the young man, for her heart felt no fluttering of emotion.

"Brother Cong was only playing with you. Seeing that you were annoyed, Ping'er momentarily failed to collect her thoughts, assuming she was still by your side, and naturally tried to comfort you first."

"What do you mean?" Ake already felt that something was amiss; a sense of unease welled up within her heart, entirely uncomfortated by Que's assurances.

In an extremely rare, if not unprecedented, moment during the Sorting Ceremony, Dumbledore personally introduced a first-year student to the entire school.

Several young people wearing student uniforms beat back the zombies while shielding their companions as they fled frantically.

Yet, since it had already happened, seeing the old Taoist priest suffer a setback made him feel somewhat better, inevitably giving rise to a sense of schadenfreude.

The people gathered by Chen Hao were rarely scions of prominent clans; almost all of them lacked strong backing within the Yinglong Realm. Because Chen Hao was in the same boat, they chose to follow him.

Sometimes he truly felt how unfair the world was—comparing people only makes one angry, and comparing goods makes one want to throw them away. Yet there was nothing to be done about it; even if he poured in a hundredfold more effort, some things were simply beyond reach.

With that, after the car traveled along the highway for a while longer, Su Qiaoqiao finally arrived home just as she had wished.

Upon learning that Lu Ziguan and Mu Tianyan wished to see him, the Sect Master of the Vermilion Bird felt a mixture of excitement, apprehension, and lingering confusion.

"It's not particularly dangerous, but once you fail to pass, the trouble is massive. If the two of us didn't have Wumeng around, we'd probably already be someone else's subordinates, our very lives controlled by others," Yang Mei said, shaking her head.

Call her selfish, or call her thick-skinned; since heaven had granted her a second chance at life, she only wanted to escape those people from her past and live out a brand-new existence.

"Tap, tap, tap—" Ye Xinhuan knocked on the glass, causing a large school of mutated fish to turn and face her.

"I am a man of scholarly honor and official standing, yet you dare to insult me so?" Jin Xielang asked, gritting his teeth.

What was she to do? She simply could not accept the Doraemon-like setting of his collarbone; could she really not bring herself to beat him up?

Regrettably, the sea transport route thrived for only five years before it was abolished for various reasons, and over a hundred years had passed since.

Chu Xiong and the others were greatly alarmed, though they had no idea why this was happening. Yet the situation was so bizarre that he did not dare to push Yu away rashly. When he saw that Yu's expression remained calm, and that she even appeared to be enjoying it, his anxiety eased slightly, and he stood quietly to observe how things would unfold.

Down below the city walls, the sounds of fierce clashes—clanging and banging—had already erupted. The enemy troops of Western Yan had breached the city and were engaging the garrison forces of Anxi face-to-face.

Zheng Qingping nodded and said, "I have a Chixiao sword, given to me by a strange wanderer of the jianghu, and I have kept it with me ever since."

After watching Ryosuke Kazumiya's grandfather depart, Su Qing finally walked over to Ryosuke's hospital bed. Looking at him lying there, and remembering what the doctor had just told her, Su Qing could not hold back her tears once more.