Ning Jing paused deliberately at this point.
Usually, when someone hears her say something like that, the other person has to respond.
In any case, it's always good to try and gain some goodwill.
Sure enough, she received a reply shortly after sending the message.
233: You're too kind! Well, how should I put it? The calligraphy and paintings you sent, although they're rather outdated and old-fashioned, there are always some artists who like this kind of thing. Although the selling price isn't very high, there are still people who want them.
Ning Jing: Is that so? That's wonderful!
233: Oh... friend, don't have too high expectations. So far, only one of these paintings has been sold, worth 5,000 star coins.
When Ning Jing heard what the other person said, her heart pounded. It seemed that 5,000 star coins really wasn't much.
233: By the way, your system contacted my system and said you wanted medicine to remove foreign objects from your brain, right?
Upon hearing this, Ning Jing immediately became excited: "Yes, Chris, I have two patients here, one with a bullet in his head and the other with a bruise!"
Hearing Ning Jing's words, Chris was speechless. In interstellar space, this kind of injury wouldn't even be considered a minor injury. He could fully recover as long as he lay in the medical kit for a while.
However, considering how backward the other side's plane is, such an injury might indeed be fatal.
233: Based on your description, we have a special first-aid kit for home use, which would be quite suitable. The latest model of a home first-aid kit costs over a hundred million Star Coins; those are for the nobility. However, even the ordinary one costs around a million Star Coins. With the Star Coins you currently have, it's estimated that it will be difficult to buy one anytime soon; it will take a long time and you'll have to rely on luck.
Without hesitation, Chris spoke directly about what Ning Jing was most worried about, but which was also the most genuine aspect of her life.
Upon hearing this, Ning Jing's heart felt like it was on a rollercoaster, soaring up and then plummeting down.
His shoulders slumped limply, and he gritted his teeth, clearly unwilling to give up.
After thinking it over and over for a long time, Ning Jing frowned and asked cautiously: "Would it be okay to buy a second-hand one?"
233: Second...second-hand?
For him, a multi-million star coins, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean!
Even an average family can afford such a basic first-aid kit.
Generally, only very poor, trashy people would want secondhand items.
Some planets specifically seek out a junk planet to discard their obsolete machines.
Naturally, there are those homeless people who specialize in scavenging on garbage planets. They collect some of the better parts and assemble them for use.
However, products assembled in this way are not very stable, and their lifespan is not very long.
However, it doesn't matter to those homeless people.
After all, spaceships come and drop off trash every day, so if one breaks, we can just assemble another.
If the other party only needs this one medical kit, you just need to set up a jump to a few space stations, go to a junk planet, and buy it from the wanderers.
As for the price, I estimate it should only cost a few tens of thousands of Star Coins.
If that's the case, he just needs to sell all the paintings and calligraphy the other party sent him, and that should be enough.
Of course, the energy consumed during the trip will likely be lost.
After considering it for a while, Chris hesitated. After all, he wasn't keen on doing a business that would lose money.
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