Chapter 20.

The next morning, in the most luxurious private room at

Mirage. "Mr. Rhys, thank you for protecting me. Here is the canscora you

wanted. Please take a look." Natasha put an exquisite wooden box on the

table before pushing it forward. "Huh?" Dustin opened the box and saw a

blood–red canscora in it. The herb was crooked, like a dragon's tooth. It

had an interesting appearance. He gently sniffed it, and its unique

stench filled his nose. "It is really a canscora! Thank you, Ms. Harmon!"

Dustin's face lit up. He had been searching for various rare herbs all

these years. Finally, he found another one. There were still five herbs

left. If he could collect the remaining five herbs, there would be hope!

"You're welcome. You deserve it. Come to think of it, I should be the one

thanking you." Natasha smiled. "Ms. Harmon, I have a favor to ask. Can

you contact me immediately next time if you find such rare herbs? I am

willing to pay heavily for them!" Dustin looked serious. "Of course I can

do that. But I'm curious about the reason you're collecting these herbs."

Natasha asked hesitantly. "To save someone." Dustin hesitated before

saying, "I have a friend who is seriously injured. I need these rare

herbs to save him." "Oh, what disease did he get? Even you can't cure

him?" Natasha appeared surprised. She had witnessed Dustin's medical

skills before. It was not an overstatement to say that he could even

bring the dead back to life. "Medical skills alone are not enough. I need

various herbs to heal him." Dustin shook his head. One could not make

bricks without straw. No matter how good his medical skills were, he

could not cure many diseases without the proper herbs. "I see." >>

Natasha nodded as realization dawned upon her. "Alright. I'll keep an eye

out for you. I'll contact you immediately if there's any news." "Thank

you in advance, Ms. Harmon." Dustin gave a slight nod. "No problem. Let's

keep in touch." Natasha gave a wink. "Sure. We'll keep in touch." Dustin

did not stay for long. After making some small talk, he excused himself

and left. 20 minutes later, in front of Peaceful Medical Center. Holding

two bottles of alcohol, Dustin strolled into the medical center. "Hey,

drunkard, look what I've brought you!" He exclaimed while scanning the

area. He followed the sound of a man snoring, and soon he saw a drunk man

with a flushed face under a table in the medical center. The man was one–

eyed and had a broken leg. He looked like a shaggy beggar. "Hey, wake

up!" Dustin pushed him. The man ignored him, turned around, and continued

sleeping. His snore became louder. "You seem to be sleeping rather

soundly." Smirking, Dustin opened a bottle of alcohol. The fragrance of

the alcohol spread across the room. The next second, the sleeping man was

jolted out of his sleep. He bumped his head on the table with a bang and

broke the table in half! Ignoring the glass shards on the floor, he

instantly snatched the bottle in Dustin's hand and poured it into his

mouth. "This is some good stuff!" The one–eyed man exhaled a sigh of

relief, feeling refreshed. "This alcohol cost me a lot of money. You'd

better save some for later." Dustin reminded him. "Come on." The man

rolled his eyes. "You're a wealthy guy. Two bottles of alcohol are

nothing to you." "Even so, you can't waste them!" "Cut the nonsense! Why

are you here?" The one–eyed man glared at him. "I've found another rare

herb." Dustin handed him the box with the canscora. "Huh?" The man opened

the box and immediately frowned. "Bastard, I told you not to search for

herbs for me anymore. I'm going to die anyway. Dying now and dying later

doesn't make a difference." "That's your problem, but I'm going to

continue searching for herbs. It has nothing to do with you." Dustin

shrugged. "Hey! Why are you so stubborn?" The one–eyed man began to

panic. "Do you know that the Rhys family controls all the main herbs

needed for the production of life–sustaining medications? They will

eventually find out if you keep searching for herbs!" "So what? I'm not

the same person I was ten years ago," Dustin answered. "Kid, I know

you've progressed and are better than them, but the Rhys family is

unbeatable. Nobody can fight against them. I don't want you to get

involved again!" the man said somberly. "Life is guided by destiny. I've

been hiding for ten years, and I don't want to hide anymore. I want to

live the rest of my life confidently!" Dustin was determined. "You will

face many hardships if you choose this path. Your mother wanted you to

live peacefully like a normal person." "My mother has passed away and she

will never come back. You are the only relative I have left in this

world. How can I watch you die just like that?" Dustin shouted. "My life

is worthless. It doesn't matter!" "Then I'll die with you!" "Gosh! Why

are you so stubborn? Even if you don't think of yourself, you should

consider your pretty wife. Do you want her to become a widow?" The one–

eyed man used his trump card. He had already noticed Dustin's ambition

three years ago, so he had even chosen a pretty lady to marry Dustin so

that Dustin would settle down. He would use this method every time they

got into an argument, and it always worked! "It's no use. We're

divorced." Dustin shook his head. "What? Divorced?" The one–eyed man was

stunned. No way. He couldn't use Dustin's wife as an excuse anymore.

Without any ties, Dustin would go all–in soon! "I've already made up my

mind. No matter if you agree or not, I will do it. You know my

character," Dustin said firmly. "Whatever. If that's what you want, go

ahead." The one–eyed man waved his hand. " The worst that could happen

would be me losing another leg and becoming completely blind." "You won't

become blind. I'll make sure you stay alive." Dustin gently clenched his

fist as determination filled his eyes. Ten years ago, the one–eyed man

had protected him. Now, it was Dustin's time to protect him.