He ended the call and swiftly rose from his seat, making his way out of the room. Mu Qing, sensing something amiss, followed closely behind him. "Master Bo, are you not joining us? Has something happened to Old Master?"
Bo Yi's voice carried an icy tone as he replied, "Cheng Yuqi gave Old Master soup and now she's undergoing emergency treatment."
"What? Since when does Lady Yuqi know how to make soup? And why did she go to the hospital to visit Old Master?" Mu Qing questioned, his concern growing. "Should we ask Lady Fang Yuan to take a look?"
Bo Yi halted abruptly, his mind filled with the image of the girl with the scalpel and her resolute gaze.
"It was Lady Fang Yuan who saved Old Master last time! Master Bo, don't you have Lady Fang Yuan's contact information? Should we call her?" Mu Qing suggested.
Master Bo gave him a brief glance before retrieving his phone from his pocket.
[15 million going once!]
Tang Nan held her breath, silently pleading, "Don't outbid us, please…"
[15 million going twice!]
Fang Yuan's gaze remained fixed on the glass wall of private room 1, sensing no intention of competition.
[15 million, thrice! Sold! Congratulations to Room 3 for acquiring six Heart-Strengthening Herbs!]
"Yes!" Tang Nan embraced Fang Yuan, exclaiming in joy, "We did it!"
Yet, in private room 1, they refrained from further bids, not daring to escalate the price any higher.
"Congratulations to Room 3 for securing the six Heart-Strengthening Herbs!"
"Tang Nan, we've succeeded!" Fang Yuan couldn't contain her excitement.
Just then, her phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call from an unknown number. Intrigued, she answered the call.
Fang Yuan answered the call and heard the man's cold voice.
"It is me, Bo Yi."
"Grandpa is in trouble, and I would like you to come and help us."
Fang Yuan was a little confused. Old Master Bo was in a good condition the day before. What happened all of a sudden?
"Where are you?" Bo Yi's voice was as deep and melodious as a cello. "I will pick you up."
"Then you can come to Hall Church in the suburbs." Fang Yuan said. Hall Church was very close to the abbey, and if she took a shortcut, she could get there within a few minutes.
Bo Yi was very surprised. "You are in the suburbs?"
Fang Yuan said, "Yes."
The Hall Church was an old building left behind in the 1980s. No believers went there to pray. It was deserted there. What was a little girl doing there?
Fang Yuan hung up the phone and said to Tang Nan, "I am going to Hall Church to deal with some things."
"Okay." Tang Nan knew that she had many things going on, so she did not ask. "I will deliver the stuff to you later."
After the auction was done, Fang Yuan asked Tang Nan to stay and help with the process. "Okay."
At the entrance of the Hall Church, Mu Qing parked the car and looked at the barren land in front of her. He suddenly thought of something. "Oh, I know why Lady Fang Yuan is here! A few days ago, I was watching a short video, and there was one video saying that there is a large patch of vervain behind this church, which is a very good place to take photos." Miss Fang Yuan must be here to take photos. After all, she is so good-looking… it would be a shame not to take two beautiful photos here!
Bo Yi did not say anything. He looked into the distance until a figure appeared.
"It is Lady Fang Yuan!" Mu Qing saw that too. "I knew it! Lady Fang Yuan is here to take pictures and clock in!"
Fang Yuan was wearing a cream-colored dress. Under the setting sun, she seemed to have become one with the church, turning into an oil painting. Fang Yuan was the angel in the painting. The white dress fluttered, and she looked so beautiful.
Mu Qing was startled. It took him a long while before he remembered to open the door. "Lady Fang Yuan, this way please."
Fang Yuan's eyes were bright, and she looked very energetic. She looked at the man in the back seat of the car, nodded slightly and sat next to the man, without being shy at all.
"What is Old Master Bo's condition now?" Fang Yuan asked.
Bo Yi looked at her pretty face and said calmly, "He drank the soup from someone else and is in the operating room for emergency treatment."
Fang Yuan raised her eyebrows. "Someone you know gave you soup?"
Bo Yi replied, "Okay."
Fang Yuan thought of Old Master's condition the day before. Even if he drank the soup, he should not have been like this. There should be something wrong with the soup.
"Lady Fang Yuan, may I ask how old you are today?" Mu Qing could not help but ask through the rear-view mirror. "Are you still in school?" She looked like a minor.
"I am 18 years old." Fang Yuan said casually, "I just finished the college entrance examination."
18? That was very young…
Mu Qing clicked his tongue. "You are already so good at 18 years old? Did your ancestors study medicine?"
Fang Yuan said, "No."
"Then you are…" Mu Qing was halfway through her words when the car suddenly jerked.
Fang Yuan could not sit still. She fell towards the direction of Bo Yi.
Bo Yi was fast enough to help her up.
Fang Yuan was wearing a sleeveless dress, and at this moment, Bo Yi's hands were on her shoulders, and the scorching temperature made her face heat up for some reason.
And when Bo Yi touched the girl's smooth and tender skin, he looked a little unnatural. They were close to each other, the girl's light fragrance went into his nose and the smell was very good.