Follow the army to the island, the rebellious male protagonist was led by me to counterattack

Chapter 237 Textile Tycoon
Shi Xia subtly stirred up trouble between the two groups, and not only did the two groups not notice, they also fought fiercely.

After fighting for five days straight, both groups finally realized that their loot was decreasing with each fight, and the other group's loot was also decreasing.

They clearly didn't take it, so why does the other party say they did?

The two groups, finally realizing what was happening, chose to negotiate.

When Shi Xia learned that the two groups were going to negotiate, she knew that things were about to be exposed.

withdraw!
She naturally had to travel by water, but fortunately there were many rivers in the area. After the two groups finished talking calmly, they realized something was wrong.

"Damn it, who is it?"

"Who exactly betrayed us?!"

After two angry roars, the two groups put aside their differences and focused on finding the party that would benefit.

With so many supplies, it couldn't have been one person. They all set their sights on the border of China. Could it be them?
However, one cannot speak recklessly without evidence, so the two groups ceased hostilities and held their ground at the border.

The person who took the item will definitely return; they just need to find evidence.

When the time comes... we should be able to talk things out properly and get it back.

Indeed, they were terrified when facing the Chinese troops.

Can't beat it, really can't beat it!
Otherwise, they wouldn't always go with knives and sticks, and wouldn't dare to use any firearms.

I'm afraid the other side will get angry and wipe them out.

And so, this group of people unexpectedly calmed down and stayed at the border every day.

Shi Xia, who was actually in charge of the supplies, never returned.

She is not stupid.

Those two groups just had their homes raided, and they've already made peace. If she goes back now, wouldn't she be rushing to deliver evidence?

So Shi Xia slipped away along the river.

She had originally planned to come to YN, where the textile industry is well-developed, and she wanted to get a batch of fabric to take back with her.

The people of Hai San Island haven't worn new clothes for many years.

The supplies that Shi Xia obtained were hidden in the sea.

She followed the river to the sea, chose a good spot to hide, and thought that if there were always people guarding the border, she would take the supplies back to Haiming Island and deliver them there by taking a detour.

After hiding, Shi Xia once again traveled by water to YN.

We arrived directly at the city's largest fabric production center, where many houses had colorful fabrics hanging in front of them, giving it a very exotic feel.

Shi Xia wasn't in a hurry; she preferred to observe first before taking action.

During the few days of observation, Shi Xia integrated into the local community, wearing local clothing and wandering around.

She couldn't understand many of the words, so she deliberately used broken foreign languages ​​to communicate with people.

Moreover, there are many Chinese people living here.

A few days ago, Shi Xia hired a translator to learn about the situation.

For example, she learned that the youngest son of the textile factory tycoon was sick and that he was searching for a renowned doctor.

It is said that Huang Xiong, a textile tycoon, is 57 years old and has four sons and three daughters.

Generally speaking, such powerful figures don't have to worry about successors, given their large number of children.

But strangely enough, his eldest son became a monk, his second son became a godfather, his third son became a wandering monk, and all three of his daughters became nuns.

Only the youngest son was left, thirteen years old this year. He was personally raised by Huang Xiong and trained in business. Everything was developing according to plan.

But then I got sick.

It's a disease that hospitals can't detect.

Having exhausted all other options, Huang Xiong posted a notice seeking a miracle doctor.

Of course, don't think this money is easy to earn. For an industry leader, punishing a swindler is a piece of cake.

There's absolutely no need to do it yourself.

After learning this news, Shi Xia suddenly felt that being a doctor might be a good thing.

She's a metaphysical master in FLB, a sex tycoon in R, and a boss on Pirate Island. Why not be a miracle doctor here?

Anyway, she has supernatural powers, so even if she can't be cured, she can't be made worse.

Her main goal is to have fun, and she hasn't decided what to do after meeting Huang Xiong.

No plan, just pure ability.

And so, Shi Xia accepted the challenge.

The moment the notice was posted, she was taken to see Huang Xiong. Of course, she was searched before going in. Shi Xia did not resist, but she asked a woman to search her.

After the inspection, Shi Xia entered the magnificent palace.

It really is a palace!
Huang Xiong was comparable to an emperor; the magnificent design made Shi Xia feel as if she had stepped into a bathhouse in a later era.

Of course, that's probably real gold. Shi Xia's thoughts drifted a little; should she take one piece before leaving?
After all, Jinzi was her long-lost family member.

"Do you have a way to cure my son?"

Huang Xiong arrived, interrupting Shi Xia's restless thoughts.

"do not know."

Shi Xia's answer was straightforward enough, and Huang Xiong frowned, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

"You do not know?"

"Nonsense, I didn't even see them, what would I know!"

Shi Xia spoke frankly, and Huang Xiong stared at her with pressure.

This level of pressure is nothing to Shi Xia, not even a caterpillar.

"Okay! Come with me."

Shi Xia was surrounded by five bodyguards in front of her and five bodyguards behind her.

Saying it's for protection is actually a way of saying I'm afraid she'll do something wrong.

Shi Xia followed Huang Xiong to a room. On a bed some distance away, lay a boy who looked like he was about to die, his face pale and bloodless.

"Look."

Shi Xia looked at Huang Xiong.

"It must be fifteen meters long, how do we tell?"

"Just look at it this way, it's already written on the list. If you can see it, then see it; if you can't, then see it."

The threat is self-evident.

Shi Xia nodded and sat down, even more relaxed than Huang Xiong.

"Alright, my medical skills are a bit special, I need a basin of water."

"give her!"

"I also need a gold thread."

"give her!"

Shi Xia brought all the things. The gold thread was soft in her palm. She put the gold thread in the water, and the next second the gold thread floated up from the water.

In everyone's eyes, the golden thread flew through the air towards the young master on the bed, precisely wrapping around his wounds.

The pulse diagnosis with a suspended gold thread begins.

Shi Xia really doesn't know how!

But it's okay, she'll pretend.

The supernatural power penetrated the little boy's body, examining him inch by inch.

Shi Xia appeared calm and collected on the surface, but her mind was at peace, and she was focused solely on seeing the doctor.

Huang Xiong suddenly felt a surge of anticipation; this person was quite formidable.

A dozen minutes later, Shi Xia withdrew her supernatural power, and the golden threads automatically retracted as she looked up, falling back into the water.

"How about it?"

Huang Xiong was a little anxious.

Shi Xia looked troubled and said one word: Difficult!

Disaster?
Difficulty means there's a solution.

"Just tell me, no matter how difficult it is, I will cure my son!"

"Really?"

"It's true! Please enlighten me, divine doctor."

"Whatever the conditions?"

"Under any conditions."

Shi Xia nodded in satisfaction and said to Huang Xiong, "You are a good father. I can help you, but you need to donate half of your family fortune."

Huang Xiong was stunned.

He was genuinely reluctant, but he had never heard of needing to donate his entire fortune to save a life.

Shi Xia stood up and said calmly, "Think it over before you come back to me."

Huang Xiong was conflicted.

He valued bloodlines and didn't want his hard-earned business to fall into the hands of others, nor could his useless sons protect such a vast fortune.

"Wait a minute, are you sure you can cure it?"

(End of this chapter)