CHAPTER 571: CHAPTER 555 CAN’T FIT HIS OWN DAUGHTER

"Rest assured, today you can list out the medications you need. Whatever you require, I can get it for you at the fastest speed, regardless of how expensive or difficult to find it is. Someone can deliver it to your doorstep in less than a year or maybe within a month.

You can recreate this medicine again, just follow my instructions now.

I can give you anything you want. Wealth, status, fame, whatever you desire."

Mu Shaocheng walked up to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

He extended his hand.

His attitude was resolute, his eyes greedy.

Jiang Xiaoxiao tightly gripped the test tube.

This cold-hearted man, she had guessed Mu Shaocheng wasn’t as kind-hearted as he seemed.

But she never expected Mu Shaocheng could be so cruel even to his own daughter.

A tiger may be vicious but it doesn’t eat its cubs, yet that seems to be a myth.

Humans are living worse than beasts nowadays.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s silent stance was a form of quiet rebellion.

Mu Shaocheng extended his hand more firmly.

He was destined to become a mastermind.

He aspired to be the great man who would be remembered throughout history.

As long as he had Jiang Xiaoxiao’s ancestral secret formula, he would become omnipotent, able to command the world.

No matter how much money or status or fame you possessed, none can compare to life.

With this precedent, holding the means to extend others’ lives, who wouldn’t heed his command? Who dares refuse his demands?

Jiang Xiaoxiao before him would be the one to elevate him to great heights.

The world would change because of him.

Mu Feng lowered his gaze.

He knew, he had already known.

His father was a demon.

He sold everything in exchange for nothing more than a glimmer of hope for his sister’s survival.

Yet now, his father was about to deprive him of his last hope. If Mu Shaocheng decided to treat Ziluo today.

He might even change his mind.

Not assist Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao.

But now he understood his heart had long grown cold.

If Ziluo wanted to live, relying on Mu Shaocheng was a pipe dream.

Despite Mu Shaocheng accompanying Ziluo every day, acting like a loving father, spending money and effort to care for this daughter, in Mu Shaocheng’s heart, the most important person was himself, how could others compare to him?

"Father, treat Ziluo first, the rest isn’t as important, I can help Doctor Jiang quickly find all the medications, I’ll ensure Doctor Jiang promptly..."

Mu Feng pleaded with Mu Shaocheng.

This was Ziluo’s only hope.

This wasn’t just a heart.

This was a life.

Mu Shaocheng coldly turned to scrutinize his son.

"When did the Mu family become under your control?"

Mu Feng knelt, "Father, Ziluo can’t wait, do you want to watch her suffering every day in the torment of illness? Didn’t you just check on her today, how much pain she was in when she had an episode, teetering between life and death.

Given this opportunity, why not treat Ziluo first? She is your daughter, your dearest daughter, your only daughter in this life. You’ve always said she is your life, you are willing to give up everything for her, since that’s the case, can’t other matters wait a little?"

Mu Shaocheng was raging with fury, also somewhat embarrassed and angry.

He was heartbroken for this daughter, she was his dearest daughter, before everyone and the world, he dared claim she was his biggest love, but loving this daughter didn’t mean he must compromise now.

The family’s prosperity now lay in his hands.

All conditions were ripe! Ziluo could wait, but the Mu family could not.

This day had been awaited hundreds of years through his great-grandfather, grandfather, father and now him.

It was a centuries-long goal of the family’s ancestors to rejuvenate the Mu family.

Though they are now considered wealthy, possessing fortune, how can it compare to this fleeting opportunity.

Ziluo could wait, but he could not.

"Father!"

Mu Feng was begging, desperately pleading.

Mu Shaocheng did not even glance at Mu Feng.

"Give it to me!"

He commanded Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smirked coldly, "Mr. Mu, you’re truly cold-blooded, you disregard the life and death of your own flesh and blood daughter."

She handed over the test tube in her hand.

Mu Shaocheng took it, his face lit up with joy, oblivious to everything else.

He poured the entire contents into a cup.

Jiang Xiaoxiao paused.

This is what it means to bring ruin upon oneself.

Mu Shaocheng’s self-destructive path.

It had nothing to do with her.

This cup held a full two hundred and fifty milliliters.

This was equivalent to two peaches.

Mu Shaocheng stared at the remaining liquid, guzzling it all down.

Smacking his lips.

"Not bad, this tastes rather good, why does it have a sweet peach aroma?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao stood up, "Mr. Mu, I want to see my son now."

Mu Shaocheng chuckled.

"Of course! Such talent as Doctor Jiang’s certainly deserves to reunite with her son. Mu Feng, arrange for Doctor Jiang’s son to be sent to her room, let them have their reunion, that’s what we should do.

Doctor Jiang, rest assured, anything you need, I will help you find it. You can have your way with the whole world."

Mu Shaocheng felt invigorated, as if his entire body, his blood vessels, seemed filled with endless energy, he was much more spirited.

Jiang Xiaoxiao left Mu Shaocheng with a meaningful glance, following Mu Feng out.

Her expression remained unchanged, but her heart was anxious; she certainly knew the effects of the peaches.

Though they wouldn’t manifest within three hours, once those three hours passed, Mu Shaocheng would start to feel fatigued, gradually sinking into slumbering stupor, his organs would begin to fail, and within five hours, his life would end.

It was only five in the afternoon, meaning they must leave this villa before ten in the evening.

Otherwise, if the truth came to light, Mu Chen would lead all the manor’s guards to kill them in a fit of rage.

Perhaps they wouldn’t kill Jiang Xiaoxiao, but her child would be first in line.

But this timeframe was too disadvantageous for them, between five and ten was when people were most alert, and the guards’ patrol would be tightly vigilant, making an escape nearly impossible.

Let alone the fact that Mu Shaocheng’s condition would greatly diminish after three hours.

Mu Shaocheng’s current vitality resembled the final flare of life, but after three hours that vigor would decay.

The time left for them was limited, only three hours.

Exiting the door.

Mu Feng gripped Jiang Xiaoxiao’s wrist tightly.

"You still have those medications, don’t you?"

Not believing Jiang Xiaoxiao would leave no ace up her sleeve.

Jiang Xiaoxiao must have ulterior motives.

Of course!

Jiang Xiaoxiao never let her guard down with Mu Feng, she didn’t trust him.

This distrust was ingrained, Mu Feng was different from Song Moting, Song Moting acted based on responsibility, duty and personal honor.

Mu Feng, however, was different.

His betrayal was a temporary decision, motivated primarily by Ziluo.

And now should the medicine in her hand actually resolve Ziluo’s disease, Mu Feng could instantly turn against her and Song Moting.

She shrugged, "No, not at all. All of it is with your father! And even if you retrieve those medications, they won’t cure Ziluo’s illness, the available quantity isn’t enough to heal Ziluo."

Mu Feng’s face flushed, unusual anger drove him to kick the door frame hard.

The solid wood frame surprisingly broke under his kick.

Jiang Xiaoxiao remained silent.

"Instead of venting your anger here, you should quickly rescue Ziluo, then I’ll still have a chance to formulate the medicine for you, assess the current situation, you can see your father’s madness. Even if I manage to create the medicine now, it won’t be immediately used for treating Ziluo.

Your father’s ambition is the world."

This was Ziluo’s tragedy, she born into this family, Mu Shaocheng wasn’t as affectionate toward her as she imagined.

"Alright, let’s leave quickly, I want them to take Ziluo away immediately."

Mu Feng had extinguished his anger, he began calmly organizing things.

To depart.

This place doesn’t suit Ziluo, leaving here Jiang Xiaoxiao can have a chance to save Ziluo, staying behind would prove Jiang Xiaoxiao’s words right, Mu Shaocheng’s heart was too grand.

It couldn’t accommodate his daughter.