“You can cure him?” Liu Chengye reacted as if he had heard the world's biggest joke, his voice thick with urgency and rage.
“Su Wan! Stop causing trouble! My father has suffered from this chronic ailment for years. Countless famous doctors have been helpless to do anything but manage it!”
“You’re just a slip of a girl! You hold up some bottle containing god-knows-what and claim you can cure him? Get out of the way! If you delay his treatment, can you even take responsibility for the consequences?!”
In the brief gaps between his violent coughs, Liu Zonghan’s clouded eyes also drifted toward the small bottle in Su Wan’s hand.
A flicker of skepticism flashed in his eyes, but it was overshadowed by agony and the suffocating sensation in his chest.
Su Wan looked at Liu Chengye blocking her path, then glanced at Liu Zonghan, who was coughing as if his life depended on it. A meaningful, cold smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
“The Eldest Young Master seems so nervous, desperately trying to keep me away from the Old Master...” Her voice was intentionally slow, carrying a seductive chill.
“Could it be... that you’re afraid the Old Master will actually get better, making your position as the heir a little less secure?”
“Or perhaps, you’re just hoping the Old Master will pass away sooner... hmm?”
These words were like a viper’s tongue, biting precisely into the most sensitive and taboo nerves of both Liu Zonghan and Liu Chengye!
Liu Zonghan shuddered violently. His coughing even paused for a split second. Those eyes, which had been unfocused from pain, suddenly erupted with a sharp, suspicious light!
He stared fixedly at his eldest son standing before him!
He feared death, but he feared even more that before he was even gone, his sons would begin fighting over the family fortune—or worse, hoping for his demise!
Liu Chengye’s expression shifted drastically, filled with shock and fury. “Su Wan! You’re slandering me! I—”
He wanted to defend himself, but under his father’s suddenly sharp and distrustful gaze, he found himself momentarily speechless.
In this delicate and tense moment, Liu Zonghan suddenly broke into another fit of violent, choking coughs. His face turned a deeper shade of purple, looking as if he might suffocate at any second!
Su Wan ignored Liu Chengye and looked directly at Liu Zonghan, her voice carrying an undeniable certainty:
“Old Master, trust me just this once. If you don’t want to, then by all means, keep coughing.”
Perhaps it was the survival instinct overriding everything else, or perhaps the mysterious bottle in Su Wan’s hand gave him a faint glimmer of hope. Or maybe it was the combination of his deep-seated fear of death and his growing suspicion toward his sons...
Liu Zonghan summoned all his strength and raised a trembling hand. With great difficulty, he waved away Liu Chengye and the butler, a wheezing sound escaping his throat as he signaled them to...
Move aside!
“Father!” Liu Chengye still wanted to argue.
“Get... out of the way!” Liu Zonghan squeezed the words through his teeth, his gaze fierce.
Liu Chengye and the butler didn't dare defy him further and slowly stepped back, leaving a gap.
Only then did Su Wan step forward and unscrew the cap of the milky-white bottle.
An incredibly faint and exotic medicinal fragrance instantly drifted out. The scent was refreshing and invigorating, seemingly carrying a surge of life energy that bolstered the spirits of those standing nearby.
Inside the bottle was a translucent, pale green liquid that rippled slightly.
This was the diluted Basic Life Repair Serum. From the original 10ml, Su Wan had diluted it into ten separate bottles.
Su Wan didn't give him much. She only poured about three or four drops into the miniature jade spoon attached to the bottle and held it to Liu Zonghan’s lips.
At this point, Liu Zonghan didn't care about anything else. Driven by a desperate will to live, he opened his mouth and swallowed the small spoonful of liquid.
As the liquid entered his throat, it felt cool at first, but it quickly transformed into a gentle yet powerful warm current. It spread rapidly, surging directly toward his burning, spasming lungs!
A miracle occurred!
The violent coughing that felt like it was tearing his chest apart actually began to subside!
The flush on Liu Zonghan’s face started to fade, and his rapid, labored breathing became slightly smoother. Though he was still coughing, the frequency and intensity had noticeably decreased!
Everyone, including Liu Chengye and the Liu Chengren couple, watched this incredible scene with their mouths agape!
Su Wan remained expressionless. She poured a slightly larger amount of the liquid—about seven or eight drops—and fed it to Liu Zonghan again.
This time, the warmth was even more pronounced.
Liu Zonghan felt an indescribable sense of comfort rising from deep within his chest, as if parched, cracked earth was finally receiving a soothing rain.
The congestion and spasms that had tormented him for years were being slowly smoothed over and dispersed by this gentle yet potent power.
Ten seconds later.
The coughing stopped completely.
Liu Zonghan leaned on the butler’s arm, gasping for air in large gulps.
Though his face was still somewhat pale, the feeling of impending suffocation and the violent coughing had vanished!
He touched his chest in disbelief and took several deep breaths.
While he could still feel some discomfort and weakness in his lungs, the sense of clarity and ease was something he hadn't experienced in years!
He snapped his head up to look at Su Wan, specifically at the small medicine bottle she had already recapped. The shock and wild joy in his eyes, along with an uncontrollable greed and longing, burst forth almost tangibly!
This medicine... it really worked!
And the results were instantaneous!
It was countless times more effective than those exorbitantly priced imported drugs and supplements he used to sustain himself!
Su Wan met his burning gaze and slowly tucked the small bottle back into her pocket, casually throwing out her bargaining chip:
“Now, can we have a proper talk about a deal, Old Master Liu?”
With the support of the butler and Liu Chengye, Liu Zonghan slowly sat down in the high-backed grandmaster chair at the head of the living room.
He was still breathing heavily, but his eyes had regained their usual shrewdness and sharpness.
“Su Wan,” Liu Zonghan’s voice was still a bit raspy, but his tone had recovered its customary steadiness and oppressive weight.
“Speak plainly. What kind of deal do you want? This medicine... how much money do you want for it?”
Every eye in the room was fixed on Su Wan.
Su Wan sat back down on the sofa, her posture composed.
She didn't give a price directly. Instead, she proposed a condition that left everyone stunned.
“Money?” Su Wan shook her head slightly, a hint of mockery playing on her lips.
“Old Master, do you really think that a medicine capable of curing your chronic ailment—and perhaps even extending your life—can be measured in money?”
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the various expressions of the Liu family members before finally settling on Liu Zonghan’s face. She spoke clearly and slowly:
“My condition is simple. I want ten percent of the Liu family enterprises’ shares, transferred to Liu Xin’s name.”
“What?!”
“Ten percent of the shares?! To Liu Xin?!”
“Su Wan! Have you lost your mind?!”
“That’s impossible! Absolutely not!”
The moment the words left her mouth, the living room erupted into total bedlam!
Liu Chengye was the first to jump up, his face ashen and his eyes burning with rage.
Liu Chengren also snapped out of his daze. Ignoring his own discomfort, he shrieked his opposition.
Zhao Yufen was so agitated that her voice even changed pitch.
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