"How can you be so ungrateful? That's illegal! How could I do such a thing?" Li Li said angrily.
"You cheated me out of over 400,000 yuan and it's not illegal?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "You're clearly a wolf at heart, just because you put on a human skin doesn't mean you're human."
"Who are you calling a wolf, you surnamed Ye? Don't be so ungrateful, sign this contract." Mr. Li threatened as he took the contract.
The words "voluntary sale of human organs" were clearly written on it.
The father and daughter were exposed and immediately broke off their relationship.
"Li Li, how come I never realized you had such a vicious heart? You're so ruthless, so cruel!" Ye Xingchen laughed angrily. "Do you really think I'm still the same Ye Xingchen I used to be?"
"Aren't you just a bastard? Kid, don't be so ungrateful. If you don't sign this contract today, you'll be in big trouble," Li's father threatened, gesturing wildly.
Ye Xingchen didn't tolerate him and slapped Li's father so hard he flew three meters away.
Li's father screamed and lay on the ground, searching for his teeth.
"Ye Xingchen, are you crazy? How dare you hit my dad?" Li Li could hardly believe her eyes.
Ye Xingchen had always been subservient to her, so she was confident that she could control him.
But unexpectedly, he actually attacked her father.
"Really? I can't hit him?" Ye Xingchen laughed, took a step forward, and kicked Li's father in the mouth.
Mr. Li groaned and covered his mouth, howling. Before he could make a sound, Ye Xingchen kicked him again, and Mr. Li tumbled down the stairs with a thud, lying on the ground groaning in pain.
"Ye Xingchen, you want to die, I..." Li Li screamed and was about to attack, but Ye Xingchen swept a cold look over her, and she felt a chill in her heart and dared not make any rash moves.
"Li Li, I don't want anything to do with you. If you don't want to die, stay away from me. Also, I guarantee you'll have to pay back whatever amount you cheated me out of."
After saying that, Ye Xingchen closed the door and left. As he passed Li's father, he glanced at him and said, "He's suffering from tuberculosis. He'll only live for a month at most. You should make arrangements for his passing as soon as possible."
"Ye Xingchen, I'll make you pay!" Li Li roared as he left, then rushed downstairs to help her father up: "Dad, are you alright?"
"It hurts, my whole body aches! Lili, when your uncle comes back to China, I'm going to kill that brat!" Father Li roared, clutching his aching back.
"Dad, don't worry. Zhou An and I are getting engaged in a few days. We've invited Master Qin from the Sihai Group. Once we get in touch with him, we'll definitely find someone to cripple him," Li Li said through gritted teeth.
"Okay," Li's father suddenly coughed violently, so hard he could barely breathe. He covered his mouth, and a trickle of blood seeped from between his fingers.
The Chinese medicine market.
This place is lined with Chinese medicine shops, and occasionally there are also vendors selling antiques and jade.
Ye Xingchen inherited the Qihuang Gang, a medical manual of unparalleled skill. Knowing his body was in poor condition, he came to get some medicine to recuperate.
At a pharmacy, Ye Xingchen frowned as he looked at the medicine the shopkeeper had brought out.
This pharmacy's medicines are not only expensive, but also impure. The reason why traditional Chinese medicine has a bad reputation is largely due to these unscrupulous pharmacies.
"Boss, give me something real." Ye Xingchen looked up at the boss, who had a sharp face, a narrow chin, and a mean-looking expression.
"What do you mean?" The boss stopped.
"Genuine Atractylodes macrocephala is plump and large, with a brownish-yellow color." Ye Xingchen grabbed a handful of herbs: "Your Atractylodes macrocephala is grayish-brown, it's probably just Panax notoginseng root being passed off as yours, right? And Gastrodia elata, it's just dried potato processed and faked."
"Medicine is the foundation of healing. Aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan by making this kind of money?"
"You're saying my medicine is fake? Bullshit! Get out if you're not buying!" The shopkeeper was furious; he'd finally met a connoisseur.
Ye Xingchen threw the medicine in her hand on the table and was about to leave.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something wrapped in a plastic bag on the corner of the counter, with a little bit of leaf peeking out.
"Purple Danluo?" Ye Xingchen's pupils contracted slightly.
This is a precious and extremely rare traditional Chinese medicine that invigorates qi and blood, and harmonizes yin and yang.
Its value is no less than that of ginseng, and judging from the exposed part of the herb, it is estimated to be thirty years old, worth at least 200,000.
Seeing it casually tossed aside, the boss probably didn't recognize it.
"How much is this?" Ye Xingchen pointed to the plastic bag.
"Five thousand." The boss immediately asked for an exorbitant sum.
"What kind of thing sells for five thousand? I've never seen this medicine before. I'll take it back and study it. Five hundred yuan, or forget it if you don't want to sell it," Ye Xingchen said.
"Fine, take the five hundred." The shopkeeper didn't even bother to look at Ye Xingchen; he just waved his hand and said.
An old man dug this thing up and was selling it. I don't know what it is. The old man kept pestering me, so I took it for ten yuan, just to give him some money.
Ye Xingchen grinned, took out five hundred yuan, and bought the herb.
After receiving the money, the shopkeeper chuckled and said, "I thought you were an expert, but you're just a fool. You spent five hundred on this piece of trash? Are you out of your mind?"
Ye Xingchen laughed: "Boss, you've been in the Chinese medicine business for quite a while, haven't you? You've made a little money, but you've never made a fortune. Do you know why?"
"Why?" The shop owner was slightly taken aback. Indeed, he was cunning in business and made money through small gains and dishonest means, but he had never been able to make a fortune over the years.
Seeing that those who entered the industry at the same time as him are now worth tens of millions and have opened several companies, while he is still just running a small pharmacy, he feels a little unbalanced.
"Looking at your face, your chin is recessed and your nostrils are upturned. This kind of face indicates that you are greedy for small things but lose much." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: "Moreover, your eyebrows are messy and your wealth palace is scattered and uneven."
"This means that your fortune is in turmoil, which means that even if the God of Wealth comes to your door, you will turn him away."
"You're talking nonsense!" the shopkeeper roared.
"Zidanluo?" Just then, a surprised voice came from behind Ye Xingchen, followed by a young man walking quickly towards him.
He stared at the medicine in Ye Xingchen's hand, a look of surprise on his face.
The young man was dressed in a long robe and had a rather refined and scholarly air about him.
Behind him was none other than Ning Qingyan, whom he had met just last night.
"Friend, can I take a look at this medicine?" The young man stared at Zi Danluo with excitement.
“Okay.” Ye Xingchen handed over the purple cinnabar, but his gaze remained fixed on Ning Qingyan.
A woman with the number nine in her destiny palace is naturally alluring; if he could win her over, his illness would be cured instantly.
The young man took the Purple Danluo, examined it closely in his hand, and then whispered to the woman, "Ms. Ning, this is the Purple Danluo we've been looking for."
"Little brother, we meet again. Do you sell this medicine?" The woman asked Ye Xingchen with a gentle smile. Her voice was melodious and charming.
"Sell." Ye Xingchen nodded.
"How much? Is 300,000 okay?"
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