Chapter 162 The Wonderful Uses of a Scoundrel's Head
The next morning, as dawn was breaking.
Su Wantang was awakened by a wave of soreness.
She opened her eyes, which were still shimmering with a hazy, watery light, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.
The man beside her was breathing evenly, his arm still wrapped tightly around her waist like an iron band, fast asleep.
Su Wantang quietly moved his arm away, entered the bathroom, and with a thought, slipped into the Begonia Space.
She didn't have time to admire the land that had expanded a bit more; she went straight to the spring, scooped up a handful of cool water, and carefully washed herself.
The cool spring water washed over the red and swollen skin, and the burning sensation was immediately replaced by a soothing coolness, with an immediate effect.
"What an animal," she muttered, her cheeks involuntarily flushing red.
She secretly took some more spiritual spring water and put it into an inconspicuous glass bottle before leaving the space.
She tried to sneak back to bed, but Lu Jingyan had already woken up and was lying on his side, his deep black eyes fixed on her in the morning light.
In those eyes, there was a languid satisfaction, as well as an intense, unyielding possessiveness.
Su Wantang's cheeks flushed from his gaze, so she deliberately put on a stern face.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Jingyan's lips curled up, and he stretched out his long arm to pull her back into his embrace. His voice, husky with the sound of early morning, chuckled softly in her ear.
"Look at my wife."
Su Wantang's heart trembled at his calling her "wife," but she didn't mince words.
She glared at him with her misty, almond-shaped eyes, then her gaze shifted downwards, landing on his lower abdomen, and she asked mischievously in a low voice:
"I applied the medicine, and it's much better. How about you? Is it swollen too?"
Lu Jingyan's body stiffened abruptly.
He hadn't expected her to be so bold and direct.
He then rolled over and pinned her down, biting her ear, his voice hoarse and incoherent: "Whether it's swollen or not, you'll know if you try again, won't you?"
"I don't want to!" Su Wantang exclaimed, pushing him away with her hands and feet.
Is this man made of iron?!
"Madam, Jingyan, dinner is ready!"
Wang Ma's voice came from downstairs at just the right moment, rescuing Su Wantang from falling into another trap.
Lu Jingyan kissed her lips reluctantly before letting her go.
At the dinner table, Su Wantang buried her head in her porridge, the blush on her face never fading.
Lu Jingyan, on the other hand, looked refreshed and had a smile on his face.
After dinner, Lu Jingyan changed into his military uniform. Before leaving, he pulled Su Wantang to the entrance and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"I'm going to see the old man today to report on the clinic. You wait for me at home and don't wander off."
"I understand." Su Wantang nodded obediently.
She knew that the man had gone to do his own thing, and it was time for her to begin her own plans.
After seeing Lu Jingyan off, the gentleness and tenderness on Su Wantang's face quickly faded, replaced by the coldness and sharpness that belonged to "Bai Shu".
She called Qin Zheng and only said one sentence: "Have that bald-headed guy come see me."
Half an hour later, in a courtyard in the west of the city that had just been purchased.
The man with the scabies head stood awkwardly in front of Bai Zhu, not daring to even raise his head.
This Ms. Bai has such a strong presence. She's clearly a woman younger than him, but her gaze is like a knife, sending chills down his spine.
“Scabby head.” Bai Shu sat in the armchair, tapping the table with his fingertips.
"Yes, Mr. Bai, what are your orders?" The bald-headed man quickly bowed.
Bai Shu took three dark pills wrapped in waxed paper from a wooden box on the table and pushed them in front of him.
"I have a task for you."
"Find a pretext and spread the word that one of your brothers was critically ill and the hospital said there was no hope for him. But a passing itinerant doctor saved him with this 'miracle drug' and he's alive and kicking now."
The man with the scabies-like head was stunned, staring at the three pills, somewhat confused.
Bai Shu's eyes turned cold: "Don't you understand?"
"I understand! I understand!" The leper was startled and nodded hurriedly.
"I understand! Mr. Bai, I'll get right on it! I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly for you!"
Although he didn't know what this important figure was up to, he knew that obeying orders and doing as instructed was the right thing to do.
"It's done. You'll get your share of the benefits," Bai Shu said calmly. "Go."
"yes!"
The man with scabies felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He picked up the pills and backed out the door.
Watching his hasty departure, Qin Zheng came out from the inner room and asked in a low voice, "Miss, will this work?"
"Whether it works or not depends on whether the fish are hungry." A cold smile curled at the corner of Bai Shu's mouth.
The bald-headed man was indeed efficient; he truly lived up to his reputation as a local bully.
Instead of letting his men make a fuss, he carefully selected the best actor among the small-time thugs, had him pretend to be sick for a few days in front of his brothers, acting like he was on the verge of death, and then suddenly "recovered" and became energetic and vigorous.
Then, he sent the petty thug to the black market and underground casinos where thugs congregated, to deliberately or unintentionally boast about his miraculous recovery.
"Let me tell you, that medicine was fucking miraculous! I was almost out of breath when I took one pill, and guess what? I was able to get out of bed and walk a few steps right there and then!"
"Really? You're kidding me!"
Believe it or not! I've been given a second chance at life!
To make the play more realistic, Bai Shu also had Qin Zheng secretly arrange for the "cured" thug to act unusually fiercely in a conflict with other thugs over territory, taking down three of them by himself.
Now, the news spread like wildfire.
The name of this "miracle drug" quietly spread in Beijing's underworld.
As Bai Shu had expected, the news quickly reached the ears of Renxin Clinic.
The clinic's manager, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked refined, adjusted his glasses after listening to his subordinate's report, a glint of shrewdness flashing behind the lenses.
"Can it restore vitality to the dying?"
He knew all too well what this meant.
They have too many "body samples" that are about to be discarded due to drug rejection. Each of these "body samples" was hard-won, and it would be too wasteful to just dispose of them as "waste".
If such a "miracle drug" really existed...
"Go, find out the truth! Find that 'itinerant doctor' at all costs, or at least get me the medicine!"
A few days later, the man with scabies head found Qin Zheng with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
"Brother Qin! Brother Qin! The fish, the fish has taken the bait!"
"Explain yourself clearly." Qin Zheng said expressionlessly.
"People from Renxin Clinic! They contacted me through a middleman on the black market called 'Old Guai'!" The bald-headed man rubbed his hands excitedly.
"They want to see that itinerant doctor, and they said the price is negotiable!"
Qin Zheng reported the news to Bai Shu verbatim.
After hearing this, Bai Shu's cold smile deepened.
They couldn't sit still so quickly; it seems they really have a lot of "waste medicine" on hand, and their need for this kind of medicine is even more urgent than she imagined.
“Reply to him.”
“Take the ‘itinerant doctor’ for example. He travels all over the world, his whereabouts are uncertain, and no one can find him.”
"Huh?" Qin Zheng on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment.
“However,” Bai Shu changed the subject, “we can persuade the doctors to set aside three pills and let them try the effect.”
"What are the conditions?"
"Ten large yellow croakers. Not one less."
"Ten?!" Qin Zheng was shocked.
This isn't selling medicine, this is outright robbery!
Will the other party agree?
"They will," Bai Shu said with absolute certainty.
Sure enough, when the bald-headed man relayed the terms through the middleman, the other party agreed almost without hesitation.
This reaction confirmed Bai Shu's complete certainty that her hook was firmly embedded in the fish's mouth.
That evening, Bai Zhu handed three specially made "miracle pills" to Qin Zheng, asking him to give them to Lai Li Tou.
In addition to the medicinal materials that can temporarily stimulate the body's potential, she also added a colorless and odorless slow-acting medicinal guide that is unique to this space to these three pills.
The drug itself is non-toxic, but when combined with certain specific drugs used in their experiments, it can produce unpredictable consequences.
After a clandestine transaction on the black market, the bald-headed man, carrying a heavy leather suitcase, found Qin Zheng.
Upon opening the suitcase, ten gleaming gold bars shone with a mesmerizing light under the dim lamplight.
The man with the scabies had never seen such a heavy load in his life. He was so excited that he trembled all over and stammered:
"Qin... Brother Qin... this... this is all ours?"
Qin Zheng glanced at the gold bars, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
He patted the bald-headed man on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "This is a reward from Chairman Bai. Work hard for Chairman Bai, and in the future, this little thing won't matter."
The man with the scabies head nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with awe as he looked at Qin Zheng.
His admiration and loyalty to Chairman Bai, whom he had only heard of but never seen, reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
This Mr. Bai, with just a few words, could make those ruthless killers obediently hand over ten gold bars.
What incredible, extraordinary methods are these!
With someone like that by your side, how could you not have a bright future!
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