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Facing Elder Ye’s question, Feng Jun didn’t answer but just silently glanced at Yuan Huapeng: Are you going to handle this?

This time, Yuan Huapeng insisted that the hospital must not take any further action.

He walked over with a dark face and said, “Elder Ye, you have worked hard in treating the old master, and my sister and I have seen and are always grateful for it, but if you keep going like this… we will be put in a difficult position.”

Elder Ye turned his head to look at Elder Yuan and noticed that his breathing had become light and even; he was clearly asleep. He could only turn back to speak in a low voice, “Young friend, could you give me some remnants of Foundation Establishment Pills and Body Tempering Pills?”

Feng Jun looked at him and coldly spat out two words, “Why should I?”

After that, he swayed slightly, bypassed the other party, and left without looking back.

Elder Ye gave a bitter smile and shrugged at Yuan Huapeng, “There… Hey, why are you leaving?”

Before his words ended, Yuan Huapeng had already disappeared at the door, followed by his second sister.

Elder Ye had no choice but to look at the elder sister and sighed helplessly, “I just want to study it a bit, to understand the mechanism. I don’t mind paying… Traditional Chinese medicine is not that easy to decipher.”

The elder sister shook her head slowly, “I’m really sorry, Elder Ye. There’s no need to talk about paying… Do you know what price our Yuan family has paid to get him to take action?”

“Price?” Elder Ye was shocked. “You mean, it’s not just about money?”

“Hehe,” the elder sister laughed helplessly and then pointed outside, “That master’s wealth is far more than the combined assets of everyone in the Yuan family. Do you think he’d care for that bit of money?”

In fact, the cash in Feng Jun’s hands was not necessarily astonishing. He was just a billionaire, but she had to emphasize the integrity of the Yuan family.

Elder Ye pondered for a moment before asking again, “Then what price did you pay?”

His voice trembled a bit, his eyes filled with an intense longing.

The elder sister contemplated before replying seriously, “I cannot disclose the price, but… but it’s enough to start a small-scale war.”

Watt? Elder Ye frowned upon hearing this, feeling a bit annoyed. If you don’t want to tell, just leave it, why boast unnecessarily?

Your small Yuan family, just at the ministerial level, dares to claim they can start a war? Do you think this is the age of warlordism?

Seeing his reaction, the elder sister became even more resolved: Fine, I won’t tell you anymore from now on.

That afternoon when Elder Yuan woke up again, he was surprised to find that he could open his eyes!

The discovery made him ecstatic. Many things are only truly treasured when one has lost them.

For example… light!

Then he was delighted to find that his arms could bear some strength and prop up the upper half of his body.

Elder Yuan, who could not stay idle, immediately decided: Push me out, I want to walk around in the courtyard.

In the dead of winter, this was not a good idea, but fortunately, the elder sister had enough reasons to persuade this old child— it was snowing outside.

The snowflakes had just started falling, the ground was still dry, and at Elder Yuan’s repeated insistence, he was wrapped up like a dumpling and pushed onto the balcony.

The snowflakes fell softly and sparsely, but they were significant enough, with the smallest being the size of soybeans, deserving the name snowflakes.

At this moment, the wind was extremely gentle, the snowflakes swirling and swaying lightly in the air, like a group of tiny elves dancing.

Elder Yuan sat and watched for a while, then sighed lightly, “I finally see the snow of this year.”

The elder sister smiled, “There will be snow next year and the year after. When you’re better, you can even make snowballs and snowmen.”

“That’s hard to say,” Elder Yuan answered casually and then fell into contemplation.

After a while, he spoke up again, “That Master Feng… Is he really using all that explosive for blasting mountains?”

“I’m not sure,” the elder sister replied casually. “Last time, Hua Peng helped him get a hundred tons in Myanmar without entry records, but there were quite a few deaths on the Myanmar side.”

“Hmm,” Yuan Zihao hummed softly, then fell into silence before speaking again, “Myanmar’s terrain is complicated, it would be easier to check over the sea… Tell him that the quantity is too large, it can’t be brought back into the country.”

The elder sister knew it wasn’t about denying entry, but the Yuan family wanted to distance themselves, so she answered briskly, “Understood.”

After a while, Elder Yuan spoke up once more, “Why doesn’t he stay at the hotel arranged by our family?”

The elder sister hesitated before replying, “That person is quite lustful, he might find it… inconvenient?”

“Young people should not be so gloomy; even Buddha would forgive a young man’s lust,” Elder Yuan said dismissively. “Since he has concerns, why don’t you let Hua Kun and Hua Peng arrange a few for him?”

“Dad, are you really talking to your daughter like this?” The eldest sister was a bit helpless, but what could she say? She knew that their father had been shaken by this illness and had become less careful with his words.

Fortunately, it was her two younger brothers who were tasked with the search, not her. She nodded slightly, “Understood…”

The snow brought some joy to Feng Jing but also some worries.

She and Feng Jun were playing on a mountain to the west, “The latest forecast says there’s going to be nationwide snowfall in three days. I wonder if we can make it to the East Three Provinces… If we can, the snow views there must be fantastic.”

Feng Jun absentmindedly replied, “This delay has been so long, I doubt I’ll be able to make time to go to the Northeast.”

Mou Miao had already sent news that the prototype of the Boiler Camel Motorcycle was created the day before yesterday, and the revised version could be released tomorrow. In another couple of days, the finished product would be available, and the improved model was close to completion.

Xu Leigang also sent a message saying he was diligently cultivating the third diagram, but Wang Haifeng… seemed to have already started working on the fifth diagram.

Besides all this, Feng Jun still remembered that he wanted to acquire Immortal Cultivation Techniques before the New Year to take back home for his parents.

Hearing this, Feng Jing turned her head to look at him, then smiled slightly, “Then I’ll have to go alone. I don’t want to go back to Zhengyang before the New Year, as you know.”

Feng Jun sighed inwardly, knowing he couldn’t change her mind, so he turned to look at Yuan Huapeng, “Can you arrange for two people to follow her?”

“No problem,” Yuan Huapeng answered crisply, “I have some connections in the East Three Provinces, and I’ll definitely take good care of her.”

As the snowflakes grew larger, the group descended the mountain, knowing that if they didn’t leave now, they wouldn’t be able to at all.

Entering the urban area, the snowfall had intensified. Seeing this, they lost interest in wandering around and headed straight back to the hotel.

Behind the hotel was another large courtyard, similar ones seemed particularly numerous in the capital. The courtyard had a small garden with pavilions, towers, artificial mountains, and even some fitness equipment.

Yuan Huapeng took them there, sitting in a pavilion by the artificial mountains to enjoy the snow, while his driver, Xiao Wang, lit a small liquefied gas stove to boil water for tea.

As the snow continued to fall heavily, Feng Jun suddenly felt inspired, “Green ant new wine, red clay small stove. Evening comes with snowflakes falling, can one enjoy a cup or not? If we could have a barbecue here, enjoying the snow while eating would be perfect.”

“What’s so difficult about that?” Yuan Huapeng promptly offered, “If you really want it, I’ll get it done for you.”

Feng Jun didn’t say anything, but Feng Jing spoke up, “I thought outdoor barbecuing isn’t allowed in the capital, right?”

Yuan Huapeng expressed his nonchalance, “What’s the issue? We’re not doing business; it’s just a barbecue for fun.”

After speaking, he called over his driver to negotiate with the hotel.

The driver made arrangements for quite some time, and by the time he returned, it was nearly six o’clock. As the hotel didn’t have the necessary equipment, he had to borrow a set and went to the supermarket to buy various ingredients and seasonings.

But Xiao Wang was thorough. He had even found a chef at a high price to come and help at the last minute.

When they started setting up the barbecue grill, the eldest sister arrived, accompanied by her assistant, “You really know how to pick a spot. But I’m curious, why barbecue and not hotpot? Hotpot is warmer.”

Yuan Huapeng didn’t explain but just teased her, “You’ve had too much barbecue abroad. It’s not easy now to have a barbecue in the capital.”

“Pretentious,” the eldest sister laughed, teasing him in return, “You try living in that lonely place of mine and see? You’d be repressed.”

In all honesty, having a barbecue outdoors in the middle of winter wasn’t very comfortable. Now, with feathers of snow falling, there wasn’t much wind, and it didn’t feel too cold, but grilled skewers got cold in the chilly air within minutes, and couldn’t be enjoyed leisurely.

The key point was that open fires were not allowed here.

Feng Jun felt a tinge of regret, “If we were in the suburbs, it would be great to have a bonfire for the barbecue.”

“Just a private residence would do,” Yuan Huapeng said offhandedly, “If you’re interested, I can make arrangements for you tomorrow.”

They ate the barbecue for an hour, and by seven o’clock, Feng Jing expressed feeling a bit unwell and wanted to go back and rest.

Feng Jun thought she might have caught a chill from the wind, but the eldest sister knew the real reason and offered to take Xiao Mei back.

After the ladies left, Yuan Huapeng became even more spirited and invited his driver to sit down and have a drink with him, “…It’s been a long time since I’ve indulged in such refined elegance; Xiao Wang, you too should take this opportunity to be cultured.”

After the driver sat down and toasted Feng Jun three times, he began to eat and drink, and after a while, he couldn’t help asking, “Master, I’m really curious, how did you make it out yesterday? I heard that the other party isn’t easy to talk to.”

Feng Jun grinned at the question, “Haha, others discuss heroes of the world over green plum wine, but we talk about worldly gossip over green ant wine. To be honest, I really didn’t expect why she would come to me at first…”

He recounted the events of the previous day, of course, glossing over the critical parts, merely saying that he had slipped away while they were not paying attention, under the pretext of going to the restroom.

“…To be fair, Zhou Xiaotong is quite meticulous, and I can’t really muster much animosity towards her for the way she handles things.”

Yuan Huapeng, who was admiring the snow, turned to look at him and was about to say something when he uttered, “Eh?”

Then, a cold snort followed, “Peng brother, what were you about to say? Xiaotong, here, is all ears.”