On the nursing bed, Lin Yiyuan who had lost too much blood was lying down quietly. His face was pale as a sheet, and his heart was in a state of exhaustion as he sat on one side. On the left side was his sickly father, and on the right side was his benefactor.

"Miss Ye, is Master Lin still awake?"

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon. The nurse who was on duty the night before came to visit Lin Yiyuan with a warm soup cup and a set of tableware. She looked both grateful and worried.

"Not yet, what are you doing?"

Ye Weizhu shook her head, seeing the warm soup cup in the nurse's hands, she wanted to ask something but hesitated.

"Oh, this is the porcine liver soup I made for Master Lin. It can help replenish the blood."

The nurse explained before placing the soup cup and cutlery on the bedside table. She unscrewed the lid and poured a bowl of soup into the bowl, helped Lin Yiyuan up and said: "Miss Ye, you feed him!"

The who was raised and raised had never done anything to serve anyone before, the little nurse suddenly asked her to feed Lin Yiyuan soup, so she was a little hesitant. But after thinking about it, if it wasn't for Lin Yiyuan, she would have died long ago.

"Alright, you got her straight."

After pondering for a long time, Ye Weizhu finally agreed.

The two ladies waited on them attentively and thoughtfully. The unconscious Lin Yiyuan did not know that he was lying in a warm and gentle place, but Ye Weizhu's skill in feeding the soup was not very good.

"Cough cough …"

After a series of violent coughs, Lin Yiyuan who was sleeping soundly was awakened.

"You want to kill him?"

Lin Yiyuan hugged his throat and shouted.

"Master Lin, you're awake! This is great! If not for you saving me yesterday, I would be finished now. This is my personally cooked pig liver soup, hurry up and drink it! "

The young nurse was especially excited, and her face was full of admiration.

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning!" By the way, aren't you on the night shift? You have to rest during the day, so go back and rest! I'm fine. Also, thank you for the pig liver soup! "

With Lin Yiyuan's endless thanks, the nurse reluctantly left.

Only after they had left far away did Ye Weizhu ask: "Master Lin, what happened last night? Are you okay now? "

Lin Yiyuan sat up and said, "I'm fine. Last night, Sima Nan was the one who was messing with me, creating a vicious Nine Hell Illusion Formation that attracted a hundred ghosts to come here. After I used the Evil Suppression Talisman to break it, both of us suffered from heavy injuries, but the backlash of the formation on him caused his injuries to worsen.

Ye Weizhu who knew nothing about arrays was frowning as if she had heard the words from heaven.

"What is Hundred Ghost Night?"

Compared to formations, Ye Weizhu was more sensitive towards ghosts and monsters, which was why she had asked this question.

"Hundred Wraiths Night Walk is like a demonstration, it refers to a group of lonely ghosts. In order to enter the cycle of reincarnation, a group was formed under the orders of the ghost, and each time one more ghost appeared, until a hundred souls gathered and alarmed the gods, the gate of reincarnation would open."

Lin Yiyuan explained in a more understandable manner: "There is actually such a thing! "Then why did they attack us?"

Ye Weizhu, whose face had slightly changed, asked again.

"It was Sima Nan's doing. He created a Nine Hell Illusion Formation and created a door of hell, the ghosts all thought that they could enter the reincarnation cycle when they saw the Bridge of Helplessness and the River of Forgetfulness. They tried their best to hook their souls and gather all the ghosts they could, probably because they had their eyes on Mr. Ye."

Looking at the Ye’s father on the sickbed, Lin Yiyuan sighed and explained.

"Then what should we do? Why don't I do the transfer for father! You can't afford to offend me, but you can't hide from me either? "

To be able to say such words, it could be seen that Ye Weizhu was already helpless to the extreme, and had no choice but to come up with this plan.

"No, Sima Nan suffered from heavy injuries last night and needed a few days to treat his injuries. Therefore, he can't come and cause trouble again. If we act rashly, it will increase their arrogance, which will also be detrimental to Mr. Ye's condition."

The result was as Lin Yiyuan expected, Sima Nan, who had suffered from the backlash from the Nine Hell Illusion Formation, suffered a great loss in terms of vitality. Fortunately, in order to curry favor with him, Ye Shijie had used the excuse of treating the Ye’s father's illness to rob the company of its funds and bought all kinds of tonics to strengthen and nourish the company's foundation.

But Sima Nan was extremely picky, he wanted nothing else, he wanted the ginseng by name, and for those of not even twenty years, he did not even bother to take a look, at the moment, the bodyguards had already obeyed his orders and brought the tonic over to Sima Nan's house, but unexpectedly, Sima Nan scolded him: "What kind of nonsense is this? Are you trying to fool me with turnips? "

Sima Nan relied on his power and influence, the bodyguards did not dare to retort, and could only honestly explain.

The bodyguard bent over and smiled apologetically, his eyes looking up from time to time, sizing up Sima Nan's reaction.

"Please thank Young Master Ye for my kindness. Also, please tell him that there is no need to go through so much trouble to find it. I know where there is an old mountain ginseng, and it's a hundred years old!"

Sima Nan left half of the words out, as if he was deliberately trying to mystify things up.

"Master, if you really know, Young Master Ye would go through fire and water to fetch the ginseng, as long as you have the correct address."

The bodyguard dared not ask openly, so he had to make a detour.

"Come here!"

Sima Nan waved his hand, and the bodyguard immediately bent down to listen. Sima Nan then muttered to himself, and instructed him: Don't leave out a single word, that person has a strange personality, if you want to obtain that hundred year old ginseng, you can only take it without a sound, if you are rejected, when Old Geng loses it, it will be a big problem, when the time comes the paper will not hold the fire.

In order to recover his body as soon as possible, Sima Nan started to scheme against people, and the bodyguard did not fail in his mission, and told Ye Shijie in secret.

Alright, Ah Ren. I understand. I'll leave this matter to you to handle. Remember, you must not divulge any information.

Ye Shijie patted his bodyguard A'Ren's shoulder as he warned him with a smile.

Just as Ah Ren left after receiving his orders, the academy designed a set of recovery formulas for the Ye’s father.

"Miss Ye, this is the recuperation formula given by the institute, but unfortunately, we lack an extremely important ingredient and our Sky Sea Hospital does not have any stock, so we can only rely on your families to find it. I believe that with Jinyun Group's financial resources and social connections, it should not be difficult to find it."

The attending doctor handed a prescription over to Ye Weizhu, and when it came to "social relations"

His tone became even more serious when he said those words.

Ye Weizhu looked at the recipe, it was densely packed with a bunch of medicinal names, but there was a medicinal herb with a red circle drawn on it.

"Is that the hundred-year-old ginseng?"

Ye Weizhu stared at the main doctor and asked.

"That's right, it's precisely this medicine. Mr. Ye's Qi is weak, and Old Mountain Ginseng can not only replenish Qi and blood, but it can also be life-threatening at a critical moment."

After explaining the effects of the old ginseng, the attending physician glanced at Lin Yiyuan and sighed, "Originally, there were some things that I shouldn't have said, but last night, if it wasn't for Master Lin acting out of loyalty, Sky Sea Hospital would be finished."

Hearing the words of the main doctor, Ye Weizhu immediately asked: "Doctor, do you know something?"

The attending physician nodded and said, "That's right, I know a person who has an old hundred-year-old ginseng in his hand. But he has a special habit, he likes to collect ancient corpses, and those ancient corpses have a lot of Yin Qi, so it is inevitable that they will be affected by it. Old ginseng can help replenish the Qi and help the blood, do you understand?"

Speaking of collecting ancient corpses, Lin Yiyuan and Ye Weizhu simultaneously had a sense of foreboding. Ye Weizhu then asked: "Then what is his name?"

The attending physician lowered his voice and said: "He is called Liu Liguo, and is currently in the hospital. You can go find him, but you must remember not to tell me!"