"This child, it's just a case of 'any port in a storm,' and 'caring too much leads to chaos!'"
Su Wenbo felt the Junior Master Uncle's sincere respect and worry, which left him both helpless and heartbroken.
After much thought, the Junior Master Uncle finally nodded slowly, "Alright, I will go to Guiyuan Temple with you."
Whether He Qingfeng was a true Swindler or a great master, they would find out firsthand.
"Great! Junior Master Uncle, I—I'll go make the arrangements now!"
Seeing that the Junior Master Uncle had finally agreed, Su Wenbo was thrilled and hurriedly took out his phone to book the flight and hotel.
Oh, right, he also needed to check if the He Family had returned to Guiyuan Temple.
He Qingfeng:...
"Doctor, is my daughter really okay?" Both He Qingfeng and Su Min could hardly believe it.
Their daughter was premature and had always been sickly.
Just half a month ago, she had caught a cold and had been on IVs in the county hospital for a full week.
