"In that case, I owe the Mu Family a favor."
Jiang Xinghai never took something for nothing, so he gave Mu Huang his promise.
"You're too kind, Mr. Jiang."
Mu Huang's face was flushed with excitement. To be owed a favor by Jiang Xinghai was an incredible stroke of luck.
"Of course, my promise to treat your eldest son's paralysis is not part of this favor. Now, go and get ready," Jiang Xinghai said, turning away.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!" Mu Huang was ecstatic as he turned and left.
Jiang Xinghai entered the medicinal garden and carefully planted all the herbs he had transplanted from the Martial Arts Department.
His gaze then fell upon a stalk of brown Spirit Rock Grass.
The Mu Family had already gifted this herb to Jiang Xinghai.
It was their payment to ask Jiang Xinghai to treat the paralysis of Mu Huang's son, Mu Qikun.
