"Fine. Regardless, it's good that you're all better now," Xu Xinyuan said. "Have a good rest and enjoy the celebrations."
"Thank you." Miao Chengtang expressed sincere gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
Without Xu Xinyuan's help, he had no idea what would have happened to him, or how tragic his end would have been. Not only did the older man point him to a doctor, but he had also given him some money before he left for treatment.
"Are you still in Tianjin?" Miao Chengtang asked.
"Yeah, I'm getting to ready to leave tomorrow," Xu Xinyuan said. "I'm going to Jing."
"Could I meet up with you for a bit?" Miao Chengtang had finally made a decision. He was about to tell Xu Xinyuan some things of greater value regarding the Valley of Thousands of Medicine.
"Sure." Xu Xinyuan, who was on the other side of the phone, immediately agreed to it.
I think I am about to learn something quite valuable from him, Xu Xinyuan thought.
