The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

Xin Peixian couldn't help but admire Xu Hao's thinking even more; while everyone else focused on the gains and losses of funds, Xu Hao had already set his sights on much further horizons.

When Xin Peixian snapped back to reality, he found that Xu Hao had already driven off.

He shook his head, while making a phone call to the security guard who had spoken on his behalf the night before, inviting him to work at the security company, and walked upstairs.

However, what frustrated him was that Xiao Wang simply wouldn't believe what Xin Peixian said, thinking he was daydreaming and urging him to hurry along to work, or the newly appointed manager might even dock his pay.

Xin Peixian was utterly speechless; he was telling the truth, but why wouldn't he believe it?

But he didn't dwell on it, and after going to the hotel to prepare a medicinal decoction for his mother and administering her medicine, he took a taxi to the Cao Family's security company.

No other matter was as important as Xu Hao's.

Now, he had placed Xu Hao's affairs in absolute first place.

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Dingjiang Villa Area.

This was the number one villa area in Huadu, where only the prestigious and well-known could live; ordinary people, no matter how much they paid, couldn't move in.

As a wealthy businessman from Hongkong, Li Chenggong and his family were of course invited here, and they lived in Jiazi No. 3 Villa.

Xu Hao drove his Ferrari and stopped at the entrance.

The security guard glanced at the Ferrari and, seeing it was the latest limited edition model, knew without a doubt that this must be some rich family's young master.

Xu Hao rolled down the window and presented a pass Chen Hai had someone send overnight, saying, "I'm here to visit Mr. Li Chenggong at Jiazi No. 3 Villa, please open the gate."

Upon seeing Chen Hai's signature and stamp on the pass, the security guard stood up straight and said, "Welcome, leader, to our facility!"

Xu Hao smiled wryly inside; the security guard had mistaken him for some high-ranking official, which was not unusual given that an ordinary person wouldn't possess a pass personally signed by Chen Hai, the top authority in Tiannan Province.

Chen Hai was known for his impartiality in governance; not just ordinary people, but even clan leaders of major families wouldn't be able to gain the slightest favor from him. The fact that Xu Hao received a specifically signed pass from Chen Hai indicated a person whom Chen Hai treated with exceptional seriousness.

Without further attention to the security guard, Xu Hao drove straight in.

But the security guard continued to stare in the direction Xu Hao disappeared, murmuring in awe, "Such a young man, what kind of leadership position could he hold? Incredible, simply incredible! To achieve such status at such a young age, you probably wouldn't find anyone else like him in the whole of Tiannan. He's truly exceptional!"

Meanwhile, inside Li Chenggong's Jiazi No. 3 Villa, a different scene unfolded.

Li Chenggong wasn't seated; at the moment, there were only two people sitting.

One was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, wearing a tightly-fitted hat with her hair grown long in front, nearly covering her entire face.

The other was a middle-aged man, skinny and short, with a medicine chest beside his right leg.

Right now, this middle-aged man was slightly bowing his head in meditation.

With a pen in his right hand, he scribbled on a piece of quarto-sized paper only to cross out what he had written every few seconds.

Standing around were Li Chenggong and his wife, Lady Li.

The girl seemed somewhat shy, occasionally stealing glances at the middle-aged man, but her eyes were dull, as if her world was shrouded in darkness.

After a long while, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, stood up, and said, "Old Mr. Li, Lady Li, I've done my best, but albinism is a hereditary condition, and I really can't cure it."

Li Chenggong's eyes dimmed.

Although Xu Hao had assured him last night that he would definitely cure Niuniu's albinism, Li Chenggong wasn't very reassured and felt he couldn't put all his hopes on just Xu Hao. That's why he had asked people to seek out a famous doctor.

The man before them, Guan Wenzhi, was the third disciple of the Southwest Medicine King, Lei Qianjue. As he was in Huadu, Li Chenggong immediately invited him over.

Originally, Guan Wenzhi thought there was great hope; after all, the name of Lei Qianjue, the Southwest Medicine King, resonated throughout the Southwest, and as his third disciple, Guan Wenzhi was also renowned.

After all, a famous name comes with genuine merit.

But Guan Wenzhi had spoken the very words Li Chenggong least wanted to hear—I cannot do it.

Seeing the despondence in Li Chenggong's eyes, Guan Wenzhi said, "Old Mr. Li, there's always a way out in life. Although I've been teaching for a while, my medical skills are definitely not comparable to my master's. If my master intervenes, perhaps there's a chance for this situation, because my master has many abilities that we, as disciples with limited aptitude, can't fully learn."

"Do you mean to ask the Medicine King to personally take action?"

Lady Li's heart leaped with joy and said, "If the Medicine King is willing to take action personally and can cure my daughter's albinism, I am willing to pay whatever it takes!"

For someone of his wealth, money was just a string of numbers. What they sought was health, not just for themselves but also for their family.