"Dad, how are you feeling now?" Dong Qing looked at her father and asked carefully.

Elder Dong slowly opened his tightly shut eyes and looked around at the nervous expressions in his surroundings.

Feeling somewhat comforted, he comforted her, "I'm fine. "Thank you for everyone's concern."

"Huu ~" Elder Dong, it's good that you're alright. We're all about to die from anxiety. What if something happens to you? Pah pah pah, sorry, I said the wrong thing. "Just pretend you didn't hear the second sentence." A 30-40 year old man standing beside Elder Dong said.

"That's right, Elder Dong. We're all worried about you …" One of the men said to Elder Dong as he took a few steps forward.

"Xia Xiong, Zhang Wei, don't say anymore." Dong Qing stopped them.

"Dad, I just …" Before Dong Qing could finish her words, a woman's voice interrupted him.

"Elder Dong, do you still feel pain in your waist?" Su Ying asked.

Su Ying … She knew it wasn't polite to interrupt others. But she had come to auction and had wasted enough time here.

However, she had yet to enter the auction place so how could she not be anxious?

When Elder Dong heard Su Ying's question, he felt it himself. It seemed like his waist really did not hurt.

He stood up happily, and walked to Su Ying's side in extreme excitement.

He said to Su Ying, "It's really miraculous." Little girl, where did you get this medicine? Anything else? How many bottles of this medicine do you have today? There was a light aroma of tea and the taste wasn't bad either. It wasn't the smell of medicinal herbs. But the effects are actually this good? "

Hearing Elder Dong's words, everyone was shocked.

They couldn't believe that such a small bottle of medicine had really healed Elder Dong's waist. Elder Dong's injured waist has been used for many years. Many elixirs, whether traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine, have yet to heal it.

"Elder Dong, your waist really doesn't hurt anymore." Xia Xiong asked in disbelief.

"That's right, Elder Dong. Have you felt it carefully?" Zhang Shaofeng couldn't believe it either. After all, he wasn't optimistic about the medicine. If it was really good medicine, then why did that girl not even have a bottle to store medicine? Why did she need the bottles here to store medicine?

"You don't have to doubt me, I'm really fine now." Elder Dong replied without hesitation.

"Look, Old Dong's hair, and his face …" An Yang exclaimed in surprise.

"Why …" Got it. Before Zhang Shaofeng could finish his words, he noticed something strange about Elder Dong.

Soon after, Dong Qing, Xia Xiong and Zhang Wei also noticed it.

He saw that Elder Dong, who was originally sixty to seventy years old, was now ten to twenty years younger. The wrinkles on his face had lessened, and his gray hair was now black and shiny.

Other than Elder Dong, the other five people in their original group were all in their thirties or forties.

Only Elder Dong was an elder. However, looking at this group of people, those who didn't know the answer, they had thought that they were of the same generation.

Su Ying ignored their shock. He calmly said, "I still have a little bit left today. Go and get me another bottle like that, ten bottles."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right away." Xiao Li, who stood by the door and brought Su Ying in, didn't wait for Elder Dong's orders and directly walked towards the room with the bottle.

Not long after he entered, he brought out ten bottles that were identical to the ones he had just brought out.

Xiao Li eagerly said, "Respected Miss, the bottle has already been taken out. I'll help you put it in the empty room." As he spoke, he respectfully awaited Su Ying's reply.

"Okay. "Thank you." Su Ying was happy to see Little Li happily help her put the bottle in the room.

"This young lady, may I know her name?" Elder Dong asked warmly.

Elder Dong's mind was a bit conservative. He wasn't used to following the times and addressing other people as' Miss'. Instead, he used the old way of addressing her as' Miss'.