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 the past few

position and pushed

are you hungry? It’s been a long flight,” she

smiled, saying, “Actually, I am a bit hungry. It’s been more than

pulled out a small cake and said,

it, feeling warmed by the

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

Uncle Anthony made a hotel reservation, but it

eat. Otherwise, it feels terrible to be

not remembering how long it had been since he last tasted

at that moment, the heaviness that weighed on him seemed to dissipate, and

father had been in a low mood, and he worried that he would remain in

made him feel, he

from the Crawford family truly

booked, and Anthony himself joined them after

a little adult, bustling around and helping

help, let me help. It’s difficult for

released the wheelchair’s safety latch

on the crossbar behind the wheelchair

the little flying

in a speed race, and the hotel’s entrance automatically

quickly he felt the

let’s do it

remote control for the electric

“Full speed ahead!”

pushing, the wheelchair flew forward with a swoosh,

people behind were terrified

floating

harem spirit poked its head out and asked, “Master Belmont, aren’t

day? Besides cultivating, one should