C115 Second Qiao

The waiter had just delivered the purchased medicine to their table when Little Blue Pearl, pouting, handed it to the cowgirl. The cowgirl gave the tray another glance and, with a furrowed brow, turned to the middle-aged man beside her, who was squinting as if in meditation. "Mr. Xie, is this the 'miracle cure' you spoke of?"

The man's eyes snapped open, a glint of gold flickering in his gaze