The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

   Chapter 275 How much is your life worth?

   "Uncle, I heard Junior Sister Chuxin say that Miss Jiu almost killed her when she pushed her into the swamp. Master Mo Shang said that the money for her life is not a small amount."

  Xing Liaomu's eyes darkened, staring at Jiu Qi faintly.

   When he couldn't realize how gloomy Jiu Qi's eyes were at the moment? She had a vicious thought in Mingxin Academy, and the object was Shengchuxin. She really thought that her life was too long.

   "You still persuade Miss Jiu to stop her murderous aura, otherwise, this antidote will definitely be unnecessary."

   It’s not that you can’t ask for it, it’s that you don’t have to ask for it.

   After all, Jiu Qi now looks like she wants to kill Sheng Chu Xin, as long as she is seen by Master Mo Shang, where will she still have her life?

   Hearing the words, Jiu Patriarch's sharp eyes immediately swept to Jiu Qi, "You give this Patriarch some peace."

   he scolds.

   Jiuqi gritted her teeth secretly, not daring to do it again.

  The Nine Patriarchs took a deep breath and looked at Xing Liao Mu again, "Liao Mu, in your opinion, how much does the Holy Lady want before she is willing to come up with the antidote?"

  The matter has come to this point, he can only compromise.

   "How can I know this, I can't be the master." Xing Liaomu pouted and replied.

ask him?

   If you want less, you can't be completely broken by Shengchu Xin? If you want more...

   There shouldn't be many times when you want more money, no one would dislike people with more money, only when they dislike less.

   "What can I do, I can't drag it like this, right?" The Nine Patriarchs gritted their teeth and looked at Xing Liao Mu.

   Sheng Chuxin, this person, can't be seen again. If he sees it, at least I can ask it clearly.

"Naturally you can't drag it like this, uncle, Liao Mu thinks so. You see, Master Mo Shang said that it was money to buy your life. Just imagine how much your life would be worth? Just do it at this price. Right." Xing Liaomu said.

   Nine Patriarchs: "..."

   He got stuck in his throat with one breath, and was almost killed by Xing Liaomu's words.

   Take his life?

   He wanted to say, how can Shengchu Xin be on a par with him? Is he the head of the Nine Clan?

   But it’s not right to think about it. How can his life be measured by money? If he really paid a price, then none of his former enemies would want to buy his life with money?

   "Liao Mu, you... how can you talk like that?"

   "Uncle, don't be angry, I'm just making an analogy, it can't be true." Xing Liao Mu smiled and said.

   "Naturally, it's not just about money, but also sincerity, right?"

   It's just this sincerity, he didn't see half of it from the three people in front of him.

   Jiuqi wanted to kill Sheng Chuxin, and Jiu Yan seemed to have nothing to do with him. As for the Jiu Patriarch, if it wasn't for his own interests, he would have given up this daughter who only knew how to cause trouble, right?

   "You're right." The Nine Patriarchs responded.

   He thinks that the cure for the solution can only be achieved if the sincerity is there, why should it be measured by money?

   Just wanted to say something, but after hearing what Xing Liao Mu said next, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

   "Uncle thinks so too? That's good. Whether Miss Jiu Da can find an antidote depends on your sincerity. After all, a life is not so easy to buy."

   Jiu Patriarch's face suddenly flushed and he opened his mouth, only to find that he had lost his voice too.

   Are these words still talking about money? What sincerity, does he really think he can't hear it?

   But why does he feel that he would rather not hear it?

   (end of this chapter)