Qiao Xi's eyes were cold as she looked at her and said, "No."
What Traditional Chinese Medicine Association president, acquiring medicinal herbs wasn't her objective. Those things, she didn't care!
Lu Yingxue was somewhat broken, "Then what exactly do you want?"
Qiao Xi's voice was filled with coldness, her heart full of suppressed hatred: "I want my grandmother to come back to life, can you do that?"
Lu Yingxue's knees ached, her eyes red and her voice hoarse: "How can the dead possibly come back to life! Besides, it was Xiang Huai who did it, he's already confessed! I only casually hinted at it! And that old lady's life was already at its end, why can't you let it go?"
Yes.
The dead cannot come back to life.
So.
