Chapter 42: Exorbitant Medical Expenses

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  The transaction is complete, and the Golden Tail Orchid has been obtained. Zhang Yi doesn't want to stay any longer, his gaze falls on Hou Tianfang's body, after a moment of silence, he says: "Hou Lao, before we go to Haishang City with you, I need to take a trip with you first. The reason I came here is to find the Golden Tail Orchid and rescue someone. I must send the Golden Tail Orchid back before I can go to Haishang City with you."

  Hou Tianfang nodded very comfortably, he had waited for a full twelve years and didn't care about these few days: "I'm still saying the same old thing, where you go, I'll go! What do you have to order, just say it."

  Zhang Yi looked at Hou Tianfang's determined expression, remained silent for a moment, then reached into the shopping bag and pulled out the Blood Lingzhi, handing it to Hou Tianfang. "Old Hou, let's do an online bank transfer! Four million, I only want four million, leave one million behind as a token of my goodwill, so you can buy more supplements for your wife."

  Hou Tian looked at Zhang Yi with a stunned expression, subconsciously taking the Blood Spirit Mushroom, his lips trembling, and tears welling up in his eyes.

  He was moved!

  Although he was very clear in his heart that Zhang Yi had always been on guard against him, afraid of being deceived by himself, now he chose to believe in himself.

  He was moved not by Zhang Yi's trust, but by the one million left to him by Zhang Yi.

  One million!

  He's a discerning person, from Zhang Yi's attire and demeanor, he can tell that Zhang Yi wasn't born into a wealthy family, and hasn't reached the point where he views money as dirt.

  Even!

  He can tell that Zhang Yi, who is wearing cheap clothes, probably didn't have a very good life before.

  But he was able to leave himself one million at this time, and buy supplements for his old partner. This kind of simple and loyal child, he saw him for the first time.

  The surrounding Gu Xin Yue, Zhong Hai Tao, and the old shopkeeper were all stunned. They had an incredulous look on their faces as they repeatedly gazed at Zhang Yi. Hou Tian Peng could tell that Zhang Yi's background was not good, and they were all experienced people, so how could they not see it?

  One million!

  To them it's nothing, but they can be certain that one million is absolutely a considerable amount in Zhang Yi's eyes.

  Did he just generously give it up like that?

  Gu Xinyue, who had always been biased against Zhang Yi, found that her hostility towards him had decreased a lot, and even from the bottom of her heart, she somewhat admired this young man who was dressed simply but was loyal and kind.

  The price of Reishi mushroom!

  In her heart, it was as clear as a mirror, and that was absolutely worth any price.

  Suddenly, she remembered what Zhang Yi had said before, and it seemed that Old Hou had also said that he would transfer the villa on the sea to Zhang Yi's name, along with the 50 million yuan to buy the Blood Lingzhi from Zhang Yi. The market value of that villa was at least 300-400 million!

  Her complex gaze had an unusual charm that even she herself was unaware of.

  Zhang Yi saw that Hou Tian's eyes were already moist, and the old face still had a grateful expression. He suddenly raised his left hand, scratched the back of his head, and said: "Old Hou, can I transfer the money?"

  Hou Tianfang suddenly woke up from his daze and hastily nodded: "Okay okay, I'll transfer the money right away."

  Borrowing the computer of Bai Weitang, Hou Tianfang transferred 40 million to Zhang Yi's bank account. Only then did he bow deeply to Zhang Yi with a grateful face and say:

  "Little brother, thank you, thank you."

  Zhang Yi hastily helped Hou Tianfang up. From Hou's behavior, Zhang could see how much he cared about his wife. Whoever it was, searching for the Blood Lingzhi for 18 years and spending all their wealth just to cure their partner's illness, this kind of behavior and spirit were worthy of admiration and respect.

  "Zhang Yi, can I take a look at the shopping bag you're holding? If I'm not mistaken, there should be other medicinal materials inside?" The old shopkeeper suddenly spoke up.

  The others were taken aback, and their eyes immediately shifted to the shopping bag Zhang Yi was holding.

  Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, facing the four curious pairs of eyes, before smiling wryly and saying: "That's right, when I was picking up leftovers in the stall area, I unexpectedly found another medicinal material. However, I don't plan to sell this medicinal material."

  The old shopkeeper asked: "This is what you've picked out, whether to sell it or not is up to you. However, can you let us take a look at what kind of medicinal material it is?"

  Zhang Yi nodded slightly and handed over the shopping bag.

  The old shopkeeper opened the shopping bag, and when he took out three pieces of Zi Jin Ye wrapped in transparent plastic bags, his eyes widened instantly, and both hands trembled slightly as he exclaimed: "Zi Jin Ye? Are they... are they from a Zi Jin tree with an age of over 800 years?! Oh heavens! The value of these three pieces of Zi Jin Ye is probably higher than that Blood Lingzhi!"

  Hou Tianfang is not a person in the Chinese medicine industry, and he has never run a pharmaceutical business. In recent years, he has been focusing on the Blood Lingzhi mushroom and had never heard of the Zi Jin Ye herb. However, Gu Xin Yue and Zhong Hai Tao by his side are different, they are all big bosses of pharmaceutical companies, and have been dealing with various types of medicinal materials for many years, how could they not know about the Zi Jin Ye?!

  Two people with shining eyes crowded around the old shopkeeper, staring intently at the three purple gold leaves in the transparent plastic bag, their hearts burning with excitement.

  "Zhang Yi, these three pieces of purple gold leaves, did... you also dig them up? How much money did it take to get them?" The shopkeeper calmed down and turned to ask Zhang Yi.

  "Three hundred yuan."

  Three hundred yuan?

  Zhang Gui, Gu Xinyue and Zhong Haitao were about to burst out in anger. Who was the idiot who sold this priceless medicine worth a city to Zhang Yi at such a cheap price?

  300 bucks!

  With a pitiful three hundred yuan, they bought the purple gold leaf worth no less than thirty million. They were speechless. They didn't even know whether to say that Zhang Yi was lucky or that he had an extraordinary way of making a fortune.

  "Cough... Zhang Yi, brother, I've finally found you! I've searched the entire stall area and couldn't find any trace of you. I thought you'd abandoned me!"

  Before the person arrived, the sound came first. With the panting and urgent cries, Mao Xinxin strode into the gate of Bai WeiTang, rushing to Zhang Yi's side in big strides.

  Zhang Yi smiled and said: "I haven't said goodbye to you, I won't leave!"

  Mao Xinxin bent down, his left hand on the curved knee, his right hand waving, panting and saying: "Good thing you didn't leave, good thing you didn't leave. Come come come, I'll take you to see the excitement, someone is desperately seeking medical attention, now almost everyone in the entire medicine market has been startled."

  Exorbitant medical bills?

  Even the old shopkeeper who was attracted by Zijin Ye and Guxin Yue, Zhong Haitao, all withdrew their gaze and looked at Mao Xinxin with a curious expression.

  Zhang Yi asked curiously: "Tell me carefully, what's going on?"

  Mao Xinxin said: "There is a big rich man, his son got a strange disease, spent a lot of money, whether it's Chinese medicine or Western medicine, he found countless doctors to diagnose and treat him, but those doctors were all helpless. So when he heard that we are going to hold a medicinal materials conference here, he brought his son who had the strange disease, traveled thousands of miles to come here, hoping to find a powerful doctor to cure his son's strange disease."

  As he spoke, he raised two fingers, his face excited again: "Twenty million, a full twenty million! He publicly promised that whoever could cure his son's illness would be willing to pay twenty million as a reward. Now, in the medicine market, those who slightly understand medical skills or don't understand are all eager to gather there, and it is surrounded by people, making it impossible to get through."

  What great courage?

  He actually took out 20 million yuan in compensation to find a good doctor for his son?

  Everyone in the store looked shocked.

  "Why don't we go and take a look, maybe this medicinal market really has some hidden dragons, who can cure that young master's strange illness with their exceptional skills and get the 20 million yuan reward?" The old shopkeeper composed himself from his shock, revealing an ambiguous smile as he spoke.

  Hou Tianfang was delighted to have obtained the Blood Lingzhi, and his mood was excellent. Although he was anxious to return to Haishang City and ask Master Physician to treat his wife, he wasn't in a hurry at this moment, so he nodded happily and agreed.

  "Good!"

  Gu Xinyue and Zhong Haitao responded in unison.

  Zhang Yi thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "I also want to go and take a look, so let's go together!"

  Led by Mao Xinxin, the five of them soon arrived at a small square in the northern end of the shopping district.

  In the middle of the square, a half-meter-high wooden platform had been temporarily set up. On the platform was placed a foldable single bed. From tens of meters away, people could see that on the foldable bed lay a young man.

  And by the bedside, a middle-aged fat man with a shaved head and a haggard face was anxiously watching an old Chinese doctor taking the pulse of the young boy.

  The wooden stage was surrounded by people, just as Mao Xinxin said, and it was packed to the point where water couldn't get through.

  When the six of them arrived at the back of the crowd, many people had already discovered the old shopkeeper. The vast majority of them seemed to know the old shopkeeper, and many even showed respect, making way for a path.

  "Let's make way, let's make way!"

  Mao Xin loudly shouted again, and soon many people who looked at the old shopkeeper with respect made way for them, allowing them to come to the front of the crowd smoothly.

  On the wooden stage.

  When the old Chinese doctor let out a deep sigh and released his grip on the young man's left wrist pulse, his face was filled with bitter smile.

  Beside him, Lei Dafu, with a worried look on his face, looked at the old Chinese doctor with hope in his eyes and asked anxiously: "Old master, how is it? Can you diagnose what disease my son has contracted?"

  The old doctor shook his head and said, "I'm really sorry, my medical skills are not good enough, I couldn't diagnose what disease the young master has. His pulse is very strange, I've been practicing medicine for decades, but I've never encountered such a strange illness."

  Lei Da Fu's face fell in disappointment as he turned to look at his son on the folding bed, his fists clenched and tears welling up in his tiger-like eyes.

  Suddenly, he turned his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot staring at the crowd below, shouting loudly:

  "Is there anyone else? Who is willing to come and diagnose my son? I have 20 million ready, whoever can diagnose my son's condition and cure him will be the benefactor of our whole family, and I will immediately give them 20 million!"

  The crowd below was suddenly in an uproar.

  But after half a minute, no one dared to step onto the wooden stage.

  "I'll give it a try!"

  At last, a hoarse voice sounded, and the old shopkeeper stepped out.