Inside the room, twelve people knelt in front of Su Wanjing's father.
These people, in the outside world, were always respected and waited upon.
But in front of Su Wanjing's father, they were silent as cicadas in winter, their clothes soaked with cold sweat, not daring to take a deep breath.
"Big brother, I'm so glad that you're alright," Su Wanjing's second uncle said with an excited expression while kneeling on the ground.
Su Wanjing's father was sitting in front of the twelve people, exuding an aura of effortless authority.
"Second brother, it was all thanks to your medicine," Su Wanjing's father said with profound meaning.
Su Laoer was taken aback, and managed to squeeze out an unnatural smile, shamelessly replying, "It's my duty as a junior brother, and it's my honor to alleviate big brother's worries."
"You say this is what you should do?" The words of Su Wanjing's father were enigmatic.
"Yes, it's indeed my duty," Su Laoer said eagerly, trying to please.
