Chapter 20

The next morning, in the most luxurious private room at Mirage.

“Mr. Rhys, thank you for protecting me. Here is the canscora you wanted. Please take a

look.”

Natasha put an exquisite wooden box on the table before pushing it forward.

“Huh?”

Dustin opened the box and saw a blood–red canscora in it.

The herb was crooked, like a dragon’s tooth. It had an interesting appearance.

He gently sniffed it, and its unique stench filled his nose.

“It is really a canscora! Thank you, Ms. Harmon!”

Dustin’s face lit up. He had been searching for various rare herbs all these years. Finally, he found another one.

There were still five herbs left. If he could collect the remaining five herbs, there would be hope!

“You’re welcome. You deserve it. Come to think of it, I should be the one thanking you.” Natasha smiled.

“Ms. Harmon, I have a favor to ask. Can you contact me immediately next time if you find such rare herbs? I am willing to pay heavily for them!” Dustin looked serious.

“Of course I can do that. But I’m curious about the reason you’re collecting these herbs.” Natasha asked hesitantly.

“To save someone.”

Dustin hesitated before saying, “I have a friend who is seriously injured. I need these rare herbs to save him.”

“Oh, what disease did he get? Even you can’t cure him?” Natasha appeared surprised.

Dustin’s medical skills before. It was not an overstatement to say

are not enough. I need

his head.

straw. No matter how good his medical skills were,

“I see.”

>>

dawned upon her. “Alright. I’ll keep an eye out for

contact you immediately if there’s

you in advance, Ms. Harmon.”

keep in touch.” Natasha gave

keep

long. After making some small talk, he excused himself and

minutes later, in front of

of alcohol, Dustin strolled

look what I’ve brought you!” He

face under a table in the medical center. The man was one–eyed and had

“Hey, wake up!”

Dustin pushed him.

man ignored him, turned around, and

seem to be sleeping

second, the sleeping man was jolted out of his sleep. He bumped his head

snatched the bottle

good stuff!” The one–eyed man exhaled a sigh of

alcohol cost me a lot of money. You’d

reminded him.

“You’re a wealthy guy. Two bottles

so, you can’t

you here?”

found another

him the box

“Huh?”

frowned. “Bastard, I told you not to search for herbs for

make a difference.”

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