After taking the medicine, Shen Lang felt that the sore spots on his body no longer hurt, and the wound on his head had healed and was a little itchy.
He then removed all the bandages from his body, looked in the bathroom mirror, and found that he no longer had any wounds; the surgical wounds had all healed.
"Hehe! Still so handsome." Shen Lang said smugly.
"Master is the most handsome man in the world!" The little elf flew around Shen Lang's head and gave him a loud compliment.
"Haha, the little guy has good taste!" Shen Lang laughed heartily. "Elves are the cutest in the world."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master! Xiu~"
Shen Lang wanted to leave the hospital, but discovered his suitcase was missing, and he couldn't even change his clothes. So he picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Lin Dantong, who had saved him earlier that day: "Officer Lin, did you see my suitcase again today?"
After a while, Lin Dantong replied: I'm at the station. Do you need it now? If you do, I can send it to you.
Shen Lang thought about it and decided to give up. It was already late, and he had nowhere to go for the time being.
Shen Lang replied: "No need to trouble you, Officer Lin. I'll pick it up at the station tomorrow. You're at the Lianhu branch, right?"
Lin Dantong replied: Yes, the doctor told you not to run around, so you should stay in the hospital. I'll bring it to you tomorrow.
Shen Lang felt a warmth in his heart: Thank you, Officer Lin.
Lin Dantong: You're welcome.
After ending the chat, Shen Lang checked his bank card balance and found he still had 1.4 million yuan.
So he decided to make a deal with Li Mingfang.
I dialed Li Mingfang's number.
Li Mingfang was pacing anxiously in the ward when his phone rang. Seeing it was an unknown number, he quickly answered, "Hello, who is this?"
Shen Lang said, "Li Mingfang, right? Come to room 12 in section B. I have what you want here."
"Who are you?" Li Mingfang asked, but Shen Lang did not reply and hung up the phone directly.
Without hesitation, Li Mingfang, a gambler, ran out of the ward and headed towards Shen Lang's ward.
Upon entering the ward, he saw a young man dressed in a hospital gown, sitting cross-legged on the bed playing with his phone.
"Hello, is this the phone number you just called me from?"
Shen Lang looked up and said, "Come in and sit down. Close the door behind you."
Then he continued to look down at his phone.
At the same time, I communicated with the little fairy in my heart: "Little fairy, if I take too much lifespan at once, will he age immediately?"
"No, Master, the lifespan you take away will gradually age him over the rest of his life, and there won't be any obvious signs immediately," the little elf replied.
"That's good." Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
If someone in his trading career suddenly ages considerably, it will quickly be noticed by those with ulterior motives, making him a target of public criticism.
Li Mingfang closed the door, sat on the hospital bed next to Shen Lang, and asked, "Can you provide me with money?"
Shen Lang put away his phone, looked at Li Mingfang's sickly face, and asked the little elf with some disdain, "Little elf, can you tell how much life he has left?"
The little elf said, "Master, Li Mingfang is 34 years old this year and has 71 years left to live."
"Damn it, a scourge lives on for a thousand years." Shen Lang couldn't help but curse inwardly, never expecting that Li Mingfang, who looked like a sickly ghost, could live to be 105 years old.
Shen Lang spoke to Li Mingfang, saying, "Li Mingfang, right?"
"Mhm." Li Mingfang had no doubt about Shen Lang's strength, or rather, Shen Lang, who had been upgraded to level one, gave people a sense of credibility.
Shen Lang put away his phone and said, "Hello, my name is Shen Lang, you can call me Boss Shen."
Li Mingfang nodded: "Hello, Mr. Shen."
Shen Lang said, "I can provide you with the 700,000 you need right now, but what do you think you can offer in exchange for this 700,000?"
Li Mingfang thought for a moment, wanting to say something, but couldn't open his mouth. Yes, he was now penniless. He had mortgaged his house and car, his wife was still lying in a hospital bed, and he was 600,000 yuan in debt.
"Let me introduce myself," Shen Lang said. "I am a merchant, a merchant who can trade anything. As long as you own it, I can trade with you. So think about what you have to offer in exchange for this 700,000."
"Trading everything?" Li Mingfang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is what Boss Shen is saying true or false?"
Shen Lang nodded: "I'm absolutely not kidding."
"Could I trade my lifespan for 700,000 RMB?" Li Ming asked, clinging to a sliver of hope. He wasn't sure if Shen Lang was telling the truth, nor did he know if his lifespan could actually be exchanged for 700,000 RMB. But he could only try. People who gamble frequently often believe in things like feng shui or fortune-telling.
Shen Lang smiled, communicating with the little elf in his mind: "See? This old guy is so savvy. I didn't even have to remind him."
"Master, you won," the little elf said weakly.
On the way to Li Mingfang's place, Shen Lang made a bet with the little elf that he would get Li Mingfang to tell him what Shen Lang wanted.
“Alright, your lifespan can be traded,” Shen Lang said to Li Mingfang with a smile.
"Let's get started!" Li Mingfang said excitedly. Only when his wife collapsed did he realize how important the woman who had been by his side was. At that moment, all he wanted was to save his wife.
Shen Lang shook his head and asked with a smile, "Mr. Li, how many years of your lifespan do you think would be worth 700,000?"
Li Mingfang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Please give me some pointers, Mr. Shen."
Shen Lang said, "You became addicted to gambling when you were seventeen, ruining your promising academic career, causing your parents' deaths, and then selling off all the assets they left you, which you also gambled away. Now you've even mortgaged your wife's house and car."
"To put it bluntly, your life has never created any value. How much do you think your lifespan is worth?"
What Shen Lang needed to do at this moment was to belittle Li Mingfang's existence as much as possible, so as to facilitate his subsequent negotiations.
Li Mingfang's face darkened. He was utterly ashamed by Shen Lang's words. He had originally been a top student at the city's key high school, but he had become addicted to gambling, and the school expelled him. Afterward, he spent his days at various gambling dens, and eventually, small tables couldn't satisfy him, so he went to big casinos. After accumulating debts, he first angered his mother to death, and a few years later, he angered his father to death as well.
After his parents passed away, feeling helpless and alone, he became obedient for a while, knowing to go to work and earn money to support himself. During his work, he met his current wife, Zhang Meimei. Zhang Meimei saw that he was good-looking and had good prospects, so she accepted his pursuit.
After getting married, Li Mingfang, who should have turned his life around, became addicted to gambling again, losing all the two houses and three shops left to him by his parents, which angered Zhang Meimei so much that she developed a heart attack. Later, behind Zhang Meimei's back, he mortgaged the house and car she bought after their marriage. This caused Zhang Meimei to suffer a sudden heart attack and undergo further surgery to save her life.
At this moment, Li Mingfang suddenly thought of something, raised his head and said with a serious face: "Mr. Shen, although I did do some bastard things before, I have unlimited possibilities in the future, so I think my lifespan should have value."
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