"Lin Bei..."
Zhang Yixin opened her mouth, her eyes filled with worry.
The investigation into the mix-up of Radix Aconiti and Radix Aconiti Kusnezoffii had not been cleared up, and now Lin Bei was rashly lending a hand to treat Wang Xianzhi; she genuinely feared things might go from bad to worse.
As if sensing what was on her mind, Lin Bei reassured her again, "Trust me, I've never let you down before, have I?"
Zhang Yixin was taken aback. It was undeniable that since Lin Bei's return, even though he had made every situation highly dangerous, each time he had managed to get through smoothly without any mishaps.
Looking at Lin Bei's confident face, and then glancing at the still kneeling Wang Xianzhi and his son, Zhang Yixin said with complicated emotions, "Okay, then I'll take my daughter back to Qian Jin Pavilion first. If anything comes up, remember to contact me in advance, don't let... us worry."
