CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 87: SKIN HUNGER DISORDER

Ningwan instructed Wu to notify the Ye Family that they had contacted Divine Doctor Bai Zhi and asked Mr. Ye to come to the Zhan Family for treatment the day after tomorrow.

Mr. Ye personally called her: "Can’t Divine Doctor Bai Zhi come to the Ye Family? Our Ye Family would also treat her with great hospitality."

"Do you think Divine Doctor Bai Zhi is just anyone? Do you think she will come whenever you ask? Anyway, I’ve already brought her to the Zhan Family. If you want to come, come; if you don’t, I can’t help it," Ningwan said firmly.

Mr. Ye had no choice. He wanted to live, so he had to follow Ningwan’s arrangements.

"Fine, I’ll go to the Zhan Family."

Hanging up the phone, Ningwan sneered coldly.

Zhan Hanjue came over, encircling her and asked, "How do you plan to disguise? He’s not blind, you know."

Ningwan noticed that ever since Zhan Hanjue returned, he always liked to stay close to her, just short of lifting her high up.

It’s like he had a skin hunger, always wanting to be close to her physically.

"Of course, I won’t disguise myself, nor do I plan to treat him. His illness is incurable, so I’ll just find someone to pretend to be Divine Doctor Bai Zhi," Ningwan said.

"If the illness can’t be cured and he refuses to return your parents’ ashes, what then? But it doesn’t matter," Zhan Hanjue pondered for a moment, "when the time comes, I’ll threaten him with the Ye Family to make him hand over the ashes."

"No worries, although I can’t cure his illness, I can alleviate his pain. He’s probably living a life worse than death every day. As long as I relieve his pain and make him think his condition is improving, he’ll naturally trust me," Ningwan said.

"My clever Ningning," Zhan Hanjue moved closer, kissing her flawless, jade-like cheek.

Ningwan blushed because Wu was still nearby.

But Wu was sensible enough and quickly lowered his head, acting like he saw nothing.

Mr. Ye was soon sent over by the Ye Family.

Ye Henghui personally came to deliver him and also brought gifts.

"Mr. Ye can go in; you wait at the door,"

Housekeeper Wu received them at the door, letting Mr. Ye in but leaving Ye Henghui at the entrance.

Ye Henghui angrily said, "Do you know who I am, and you dare to stop me? I’m telling you, I am your madam’s uncle, her biological uncle."

Housekeeper Wu crossed his hands in front, looked at him expressionlessly.

Mr. Ye rebuked coldly, "Enough, stop quarreling. Just wait at the door."

"Dad, what if they do something bad to you?" Ye Henghui asked worriedly.

Mr. Ye snorted, "Doesn’t she want her parents’ ashes? I’m already in my twilight years. What am I afraid of?"

Ye Henghui had no choice but to back down, waiting in place.

Mr. Ye could no longer walk properly and was carried inside.

Passing through a secluded path, he was carried to a room next to the pharmacy.

This room was somewhat dim, with a strong medicinal aroma due to its proximity to the pharmacy.

Mr. Ye, smelling it, felt his mind drifting, drowsiness setting in.

However, thinking about his purpose for coming, he quickly perked up and inquired in a low voice, "Where’s Ningwan?"

"Young Madam will be here soon," Housekeeper Wu replied.

After settling Mr. Ye in, Housekeeper Wu led the servants away.

Shortly after, Ningwan arrived with a middle-aged woman.

The woman wore a veil, obscuring her face.

Yet from her silhouette, she appeared to be at least over fifty.

"Master, please have a seat," Ningwan respectfully helped her to a chair.

Mr. Ye asked, "Is this the Divine Doctor Bai Zhi?"

Ningwan replied, "Yes, this is Divine Doctor Bai Zhi. I’ve discussed your condition with Master, and she says she’s not confident but will check your pulse first to assess the situation."

Mr. Ye nodded, "I know, the survival chance for this illness is very low."

Hearing Ningwan speak like this, he felt somewhat reassured, slightly believing this actually was "Divine Doctor Bai Zhi."

If she had immediately claimed she could cure his illness, he wouldn’t have believed it.

"Extend your hand," the Divine Doctor instructed.

Mr. Ye extended his wrist for "Divine Doctor Bai Zhi" to check his pulse.

"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi" placed her hand on Mr. Ye’s pulse, her brows furrowed, and only after a while did she say in a low voice, "Your illness is difficult to treat."

Mr. Ye said, "I know it’s difficult, otherwise I wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of inviting you."

Faced with "Divine Doctor Bai Zhi," he remained very respectful.

"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi" pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "However, it’s not entirely hopeless. I’ll prepare some medicine for you to try first and observe the effects."

"Thank you, Divine Doctor," Mr. Ye gratefully said.

Ningwan immediately said, "I’ve brought you the Divine Doctor, and Zhan Hanjue has agreed to cooperate with the Ye Family. My parents’ ashes..."

"They are my son and daughter-in-law, so naturally, I have kept their ashes well. Don’t worry, once my illness gets a little better, I’ll give the ashes back to you," Mr. Ye promised.

Ningwan clenched her fists; indeed, he was cunning.

"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi" prepared several doses of medicine for him to take back and brew.

"If you feel the effects, come back to me. If not, there’s no need to return as there’s nothing more I can do," the Divine Doctor said.

Mr. Ye thanked her once again.

Deep down, he felt even more certain that this was indeed Divine Doctor Bai Zhi, without the slightest doubt.

Ningwan called Housekeeper Wu over to carry Mr. Ye out again.

Ningwan followed to see him off.

On the way, they happened to encounter Old Mrs. Zhan on her walk.

Old Mrs. Zhan asked in surprise, "Is this Mr. Ye?"

Housekeeper Wu had the servants stop.

Mr. Ye looked at Old Mrs. Zhan and said, "It’s me, Madam, long time no see."

"Why has Mr. Ye come over?" Old Mrs. Zhan asked in surprise.

Ningwan quickly said, "Grandma, I brought him here for treatment."

Old Mrs. Zhan nodded and then looked at Mr. Ye, "You know, you’ve really wronged Ningwan’s family. Now that Ningwan is our family’s daughter-in-law, you better not bully her again."

Mr. Ye’s expression froze at Old Mrs. Zhan’s words, but he quickly nodded and said, "Don’t worry, with the Zhan Family backing her, it’s her fortune. Who would dare bully her?"

"Grandma, I’ll see him off first," Ningwan added.

Old Mrs. Zhan nodded, letting them go.

Ningwan escorted Mr. Ye to the entrance.

Ye Henghui, seeing his father come out, immediately stepped forward to ask, "Dad, are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

"Did you meet the Divine Doctor?"

Mr. Ye nodded, handing the prepared medicine to Ye Henghui, "Take it back and brew it for me."

Only then did Ye Henghui feel relieved and said to Ningwan, "At least you have a conscience, knowing to treat grandpa well. By the way, about our Ye Family’s cooperation with Mr. Zhan, did Mr. Zhan mention it?"

"Uncle, instead of waiting for Zhan Hanjue to come to you, why don’t you go to the Zhan Group to talk to him?" Ningwan retorted sarcastically.

Ye Henghui’s face stiffened, and he immediately said, "Of course, I’ll personally discuss it with Mr. Zhan; I don’t need your reminder."

Then, with a snort, he had people carry his father into the car and drove away.

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