Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lawrence, who had been ill for so long, smiled for the first time.

“Why is Lilly here?” he asked.

Although they hadn’t seen each other in years, there was a strange power emanating from Lilly that made Lawrence feel closer to her.

If Lilly knew what he was thinking, she would probably say, “We shouldn’t get closer, I am the Ruler of Hell!”

Who dares to get close to the Ruler of Hell?

Lilly carefully examined Lawrence.

Whether it was because he had been sick for a long time or due to the surrounding illness, there was a lingering gloominess and low pressure around him.

Lilly quietly reached out and removed the strands of illness that surrounded him, tossing them into the Hell Ruler Palace to feed King Libra.

(King Libra: ???)

“Don’t worry, Master Lambert, you’ll get better,” Lilly said earnestly. “Give me some time, and I will cure you, Master Lambert!”

She had ice pond water, a spiritual spring, a soul flower, and even a bit of amphibious soil left!

She would try using each one, and surely one of them would be effective.

But she had to do it secretly, pretending to administer some medicine… Hmm.

Lawrence smiled and nodded in agreement, taking Lilly’s words as a form of comfort.

Behind Lawrence, his son is pushing the wheelchair, but he paid no attention to what was being said.

When he took his father abroad, he had no idea that Lilly had cured Bettany. The Crawford family hadn’t publicized it either.

David smiled gratefully at Gilbert and said, “Dr. Gilbert, thank you for coming to pick up my dad.”

Gilbert shook his head and replied, “No problem at all. We, the Crawford family, overlooked the fact that Lilly’s teacher was ill.”

mostly revolving around Lawrence’s treatment over

took over Lawrence’s position and pushed him

you hungry? It’s

looked at the familiar scenery of his homeland and smiled, saying, “Actually, I am a bit hungry. It’s been more than

a small cake and said,

took it, feeling warmed

the one bringing her gifts, but here she was, giving him a small cake

made a hotel reservation, but it will take a

Otherwise, it feels terrible to

the small cake and took a bite, not remembering how long it had

at that moment, the heaviness that weighed

father had been in a low mood, and he worried

lively Lilly made him

the Crawford family

hotel Anthony had booked, and Anthony himself joined

little adult,

“Let me help, let me help. It’s difficult for a little girl to do this…

Lilly smoothly released the wheelchair’s

behind the

comes the little flying

a speed race, and the hotel’s entrance automatically opened as Lilly and Lawrence

heart skipped a beat, but quickly he felt

fun, let’s do it again!”

out the remote control for the

“Full speed ahead!”

with a swoosh, traversing the

behind were terrified and gave

was floating outside,

head out and asked, “Master Belmont, aren’t you

oneself every day? Besides cultivating, one