"Dad!" Tang Wenwu's eyes also turned red.
"Stop talking, get paper and pen, I can't hold on much longer," Tang Hai glared at him.
"Okay, Dad, no rush, take your time writing."
Tang Ruotong fetched the paper and pen.
Soon, Tang Hai finished writing the will. "My hard-earned assets, you two will split them equally, no problem?"
"No, Dad, rest in peace," Tang Wenwu said.
Tang Hai closed his eyes, accepting death. After a while, he opened them again. "It seems I can hold on for a while longer. I'll tell you some details, so..."
"Dad, my sports car is gone. I need to take out money from these inheritances first to buy a sports car."
Tang Wenwu raised an objection.
Tang Ruotong glared at him. "Dad is almost dead, and you're still haggling over these details!"
"Ah? Dad, you..."
"It's okay, I can still hold on for a while. By the way, I have a mistress outside. If you have the chance, please take care of her. I've wronged her..." Tang Wenwu said.
"What? Dad, how could you do something like that?" Tang Ruotong's eyes widened.
"Dad is also a man. For Dad's sake, as he's about to die, just consider it helping Dad out!" Tang Hai pleaded.
"Alright, we'll take care of her. Dad, do you have anything else to say?" Tang Ruotong asked.
Tang Hai seemed to recall something. "Oh right, Dad and Aunt Meng have an illegitimate son, just turned one year old..."
"Dad!" Tang Ruotong shrieked.
"For the sake of me dying, let me revise the inheritance will again," Tang Hai said with a wry smile.
Reluctantly, the two handed the will back to Tang Hai.
"Dad, is there anything else you want to say?" Tang Ruotong asked.
"Also, actually, I have more than one mistress..." Tang Hai said.
The two exclaimed, "Dad, you're dying, don't think too much about it!"
"No, wait, I haven't finished telling you. Your second mother..."
"Dad, why aren't you dead yet!"
"Dad, hurry up and die, don't say these things anymore."
The two of them had had enough. Tang Hai's words made their hearts pound. If another illegitimate child appeared, they couldn't bear it.
"Cough, cough, I feel like I can hold on for a while longer."
"Dad, don't force yourself. We understand your strength. Do you need us to help you? You're in too much pain like this. We can't bear to see it..."
Tang Hai felt a chill in his heart. "You two ungrateful brats..."
"Is it time?"
It was strange.
Tang Hai had felt like he was dying several times, but he just couldn't die.
Even he himself was getting a little anxious.
"Alright, stop with the fake concern. You're not going to die yet."
Chen Jie's words caught the attention of the three.
"What?"
Tang Ruotong and Tang Wenwu exclaimed, their tones sounding like a mix of surprise and disappointment.
"Master Chen, what's happening to me?" Tang Hai's eyes lit up with a spark of hope as he looked at Chen Jie.
Chen Jie said disdainfully, "That weakling Yang Tian, is he worthy of breaking the protection I put on your head? Let him train for another ten years, and he still won't have a chance!"
"Really?" Tang Hai was overjoyed.
The reason Chen Jie hadn't mentioned this before was to make Tang Hai fall into regret, as a price for doubting him.
"However, even if you don't die, you're not far from it. When the malevolent energy in your body erupts, you'll still die," Chen Jie said indifferently.
"I see." Tang Hai looked enlightened.
Then, he looked at Chen Jie with renewed hope. "So, my body is still the same as when you saw me yesterday. If you treat me, I can recover?"
Tang Wenwu immediately shouted at Chen Jie, "Kid, since my dad can still be saved, why aren't you acting?"
"Why should I act?" Chen Jie asked playfully.
"My dad is dying!" Tang Wenwu said angrily, filled with grief.
"Whether your dad dies or not has nothing to do with me. Didn't you want Master Yang to treat him? Go find Master Yang!" Chen Jie retorted unceremoniously.
"You..." Tang Wenwu pointed at Chen Jie, stammering for a long time, not knowing what to do.
He couldn't fight back, and he had no other recourse.
"However, I do have some medicine here that can save your dad's life," Chen Jie said, taking out a small bottle.
Inside were the dregs from his pill refinement.
These dregs were useless to him. Since the pills weren't fully formed, the medicinal effects wouldn't last long, and throwing them away would be a waste.
His goal was to make money, so he naturally wouldn't do anything detrimental to himself and beneficial to others.
Tang Hai's entire body trembled, and he quickly said to Chen Jie, "Master Chen, if you're still willing to treat me, the conditions I offered you before remain unchanged! The final payment of two million can be made now!"
"You're thinking too much!"
Chen Jie said coldly, "Treating you yesterday was four million plus a sports car."
"The price has increased today, you have to give me ten million for the final payment!" kuAiδugg
He naturally wouldn't allow others to question him casually, so Chen Jie wouldn't treat Tang Hai at the old price.
Tang Hai's life or death had no impact on Chen Jie, so if Tang Hai was willing to pay a certain price, he didn't mind treating him.
"What? You're taking advantage of our misfortune!" Tang Wenwu was furious.
Chen Jie looked at Tang Wenwu and said, "I am taking advantage of your misfortune, you can choose to refuse!"
"Brat, don't think you're the only one who can cure my dad! You want to sell my dad your medicine for ten million, do you think we're fools?" Tang Wenwu yelled.
Slap!
Tang Hai slapped the back of his head.
"Dad, why are you hitting me?" Tang Wenwu asked aggrievedly.
"Do you want to get your hands on my inheritance quickly after I die? With your incompetence, if I gave you my fortune, could you even hold onto it? Shut up!"
Tang Hai roared.
Then, he struggled to stand up and said to Chen Jie, "Master Chen, I was blind and didn't recognize your true worth before. I've learned my lesson now! I'm willing to pay ten million for your medicine."
"Take the money," Chen Jie said calmly.
Tang Hai nodded and then took out a check from his pocket, wrote down a string of numbers, and handed it to Chen Jie.
Chen Jie glanced at it and handed the small bottle to Tang Hai. "Take it."
Tang Hai opened it and looked suspicious.
This...
It looked like soot from the bottom of a pot.
Could it really cure his illness?
He felt that buying this thing for ten million was purely paying an IQ tax.
However, due to Chen Jie's oppressive presence, even if it were a handful of excrement, he would have to eat it.
Thinking of this, he hesitated no longer and took it.
Instantly, he felt a surge of energy within his body, striking him.
The next second, Chen Jie raised his hand and flicked his finger, easily dispelling the malevolent energy gathered at his brow.
This step was crucial.
Once the malevolent energy was removed, Tang Hai would fall into extreme weakness.
At the same time, Chen Jie's medicine dregs would replenish his vitality and spirit.
In this way, Tang Hai could survive.
Otherwise, if only the malevolent energy was removed, he would still die.