"Alright, I understand. Then I'll have to trouble you with this next. I'll pay you for your help." Mr. Lu said a few words and then slipped back into a deep sleep again.
Lu Juan burst into anxious tears and looked at Qiao Qiqi. "As long as you can save my dad, I'll give you all my money."
"That won't be necessary." Qiao Qiqi walked over and had the butler and Lu Juan help prop the old man up properly. Then she started treating Mr. Lu with acupuncture to detoxify him.
Of course, bloodletting was indispensable as well. Maybe because the other party was cautious and used a small dose, Mr. Lu managed to cling to life. But in fact, his condition was already extremely critical.
If she had come one step later, not even a god could have saved him.
She guessed Lu Mochen definitely intended to increase the amount of poison now so that Mr. Lu would die of illness.
