Chapter 113
The person outside the door staggered away.
The door to the back room of the supermarket opened.
The little girl tiptoed to Green.
"Thank you, I want to buy this."
The little girl showed Green the milk carton that was already a little warm in her hand.
"Okay, you pay for it."
Green nodded.
The little girl handed Green 120 yuan.
Green smiled knowingly and took the money.
The first order of the opening was completed.
Not long after the little girl walked out, a middle-aged woman with curly hair and an imposing manner came over.
"Boss, boss, you haven't paid your water, electricity and gas bills yet. It's been a year, when are you going to pay?" The
middle-aged woman shouted.
She saw Green as soon as she came in.
"Are you the scapegoat that the boss has found? Do you have money? If not, I will sell you to pay for my utility bills."
The middle-aged woman said to Green.
"I'm sorry, I don't have utility bills, but you can take whatever you want from here. Take as much as you can. It should be enough to cover your utility bills, right?"
Green asked.
"He owes me 1,000 yuan for utility bills. Do you have it?"
The middle-aged woman was very skeptical.
"If you don't have 1,000 yuan, you can take as much as you want. If you can't take it, that's your problem. Don't blame me if you don't have the ability."
Green said with his hands spread out.
The middle-aged woman nodded, threw a large bag of things into her sack, and turned away.
It seemed that she was not going to continue to ask for utility bills.
Green counted the money he got and checked online. The total value of the company was 10 billion.
Even if the president's assets were only 1% of the company's total value, it would be at least 100 million.
So he set a small goal to make 100 million first, and then find a way to meet.
Now he only has 1,000 yuan.
If he just sells the leftovers in the supermarket, he won't make much money.
He has to think of other ways.
He found a sign and wrote the three words "Know-it-all" on it and hung it at the door.
A man who was looking around passed by and saw the sign and walked in.
"I saw "Know-it-all" written on the outside. Are you the Know-it-all?"
the man asked.
"Yes, I am a know-it-all. As long as you give me money, I can solve any problem. How much money do you have? What can I do for you?"
Green asked with a smile.
"My old man has a lot of money, but he is sick and needs a doctor to cure him. However, he has been to many hospitals and the doctors all said that he can't be cured.
Since you are a know-it-all, you must have the ability to cure diseases. As long as you can cure him, the old man can give you 1 million. But if you can't cure him, your head will belong to me.
Do you want to take this job?"
The man asked Green.
"Of course I will take it. That's 1 million. Now lead the way."
Green replied with a smile.
"Okay."
The man nodded and said to Green, follow me.
Green followed him out and closed the door. He found that he opened the door of a car and asked Green to get in. Green got in the car and was blindfolded by him.
"Don't look at it. This is the only way to ensure safety. Otherwise, even if you can cure it, you will die."
The man held Green's hand and said.
"Okay."
Green nodded in reply. When they arrived at the place,
it was a huge villa. The villa was in a forest. There was only one path leading to it. It was surrounded by gardens and there were people who were specifically responsible for taking care of the gardens.
Those people should be called gardeners.
Finally, they arrived at the door and Green got out of the car.
The driver drove away, and a man who looked like a butler took Green to the living room. The area of the first floor of this house felt larger than a square.
Green calculated the area of this first floor according to the size of the place he had lived in before. He could only roughly estimate that this place was at least 100 times larger than the place he had lived in before.
He was a little breathless for a while.
Although the lights above his head were far away from here, he could still feel how big it was. This place was so magnificent that he felt like he was in debt when he came in.
"Hello, did you know everything before you came?"
the housekeeper sitting opposite asked.
"If you can't cure it, I will kill you. If you can cure it, you will give me money. I remember he said 1 million."
"Not bad, but this 1 million will be paid to you in ten months. Can you accept it?"
"That's fine, right? I'll try my best to live beyond ten months."
"You may not be able to cure the disease yet, but you are so confident. Very good. Come with me and I'll take you to the ward."
"Okay, thank you."
Green nodded.
The housekeeper took Green to the ward, where a man was lying. That man had a sallow face, a thin body, and a calm expression, but his brows were wrinkled, his hair was gray, and he was in a bad condition.
A huge machine screen was lit up blurry, and the situation could not be seen.
A doctor in a white coat came out and shook his head.
The housekeeper nodded to the doctor, and the doctor walked away.
There was no one else here now.
The person on the bed in the ward suddenly screamed, as if he wanted to open his eyes and wake up, but in the end he lay back down without any movement.
However, judging from the machine's lack of prompts, the man was not dead yet.
"Go in and try. From this room, you can see the execution ground. If you can't be cured, you can just fall down from here. It will be considered as suicide , and we won't do anything.
If you don't dare to commit suicide, we can also do it. We will press you to the ground. Do you see the blood on the ground? The blood of those who died has flowed there."
The housekeeper said to Green standing at the door.
"I know, thank you for reminding me, but even if you want to cure it, it won't be cured immediately. You have to be mentally prepared."
Green said.
"I know what you said, but you have to show some effect, otherwise, there will be no change at all, and it will be difficult for me to believe you."
The housekeeper replied.
"It's very quiet here. Is it a recuperation environment specially prepared for patients?"
Green asked.
"It's true that it's quiet here for recuperation, but it's not specially prepared.
In fact, there are a lot of people here.
The doctors and nurses are in the office next door, and the other servants of this villa are on the upper and lower floors. There are security guards outside the door.
Before they came to apply for the job, someone specifically told them that it was necessary to keep quiet here, so they won't make noise and affect the patients' rest unless there is an accident.
It's a good environment for recuperation.
Do you know what happened to the last person who mentioned this to me? He turned around and ran away. But when he ran away, he was shot in the back with 18 bullets.
I hope you won't become like that, because even if we kill people, it's decent, usually only one bullet is needed."
The butler said with a smile.
"Okay."
Green nodded.
He checked the patient on the bed.
"I can treat him, but I need something. Can you provide anything?"
"What do you need? But I want to make it clear that we have surveillance cameras here, so no matter what you do, the surveillance cameras here will definitely see you.
There is no toilet, but the toilet door is locked.
If you must go to the toilet, you can come out, but I advise you not to. Because that kind of behavior can easily make people suspect that you are poisoning. You know, our patient is very rich.
There are too many people who want to kill him."
The butler said.
"I know what you mean."
Green nodded.
"The things have been prepared for you, all here, you can choose, take whatever you like, and I will stand here the whole time. If something goes wrong, I will be a witness."
The butler said to Green.
"Okay, I got it."
Green nodded.
He took the stuff, processed it, and stirred it. He poured the juice into the patient's mouth and nose, and the residue obtained from the stirring was evenly applied to a part of the patient's skin surface.
Those green things looked cold, and the housekeeper shivered outside involuntarily. He couldn't help but start to wonder in his heart, could it be a liar this time?
He thought, if it is a liar this time, I am afraid he won't be able to hold on until the next person comes to see the doctor.
A middle-aged man and a doctor in a white coat hurriedly walked in from outside. Their footsteps were very loud, and when they went upstairs, it was like beating a drum.
The two people walked to the side of the housekeeper, and saw at a glance that there was someone in the ward inside, and that person was not the familiar family doctor in a white coat, and they were stunned for a moment.
The middle-aged man stared at the housekeeper and questioned.
"Who is that person? How could you find such a person? You are harming my father. His body is already so weak that he can't stand the interference of those evil people."
The middle-aged man stamped his feet and said to the housekeeper.
"I'm sorry, sir, this person's matter is not over yet. How about you deal with him when he comes out?"
The housekeeper asked the middle-aged man.
"How can that be? My father's health is so bad, how can someone like him touch him casually? He doesn't even have a white coat. You can tell at a glance that he is not a doctor. I'm afraid he doesn't even have a medical license."
The middle-aged man shouted anxiously.
"Please keep quiet, sir."
The housekeeper said to the middle-aged man.
"That's my dad, not your dad. Don't pretend. After my dad dies, the money will be yours. How can I let you take care of my dad? Hurry up and call him out.
If you keep dithering, I will go in and pull him out myself."
The middle-aged man said loudly.
The housekeeper used the communicator to ask the security guard to come and protect the ward.
The security guard stood at the door of the ward. The middle-aged man widened his eyes in disbelief.
"This is really ridiculous. How could you do this to me?"
The middle-aged man questioned the housekeeper.
"I'm sorry, sir, you should wait until the people inside come out before you go in."
The housekeeper said.
"I really can't make sense with you. Since you don't understand what I'm saying, I'll just force my way in. I can't let my father be harmed by the people you brought. Who wouldn't want such a large sum of money? I don't believe you."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and asked the bodyguards to protect him and the doctor so that they could rush into the ward.