Medicine Making

When Chen Yan'er heard Shangguan Xuelan's words, a hint of pride appeared on her face. She said, "Of course. Our Chen family has invested a lot of manpower and financial resources in order to cultivate this batch of special-grade blood-replenishing grass."

"Go and choose. After you're done, just put it in a box and bring it with you."

The two bodyguards were already waiting with the medicine boxes. Shangguan Xuelan did not shy away from it and directly aimed at the best five stalks. This kind of special blood-replenishing herb was simply not available outside.

If possible, Shangguan Xuelan wanted to try cultivating it herself. However, Han Xing's sister's condition was more important now. After she was done, she took out the bank card in her hand and handed it to Chen Yan'er.

"There's exactly 500,000 inside. Go ahead and swipe it!"