Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 468: Chapter 468: Let’s Treat It First

The woman, upon hearing this, burst into tears again, “Does that mean… Xiao Hui can only lie down like this in the future? She can’t live without a respirator?”

Feng Jun spread his hands, speaking very frankly, “But at least, I can guarantee she won’t die. Within ten years, if you can find a suitable lung source… you can consider a lung transplant. You need to understand that this promise is not easy to make.”

“Indeed, that’s the case,” a medical staff member spoke up, a slight middle-aged woman who appeared to be an authoritative expert, “If he’s not boasting, then no one in Huaxia would dare make such a promise… and neither would anyone in the whole world.”

Feng Jun was unsure whether she was accusing him of boasting, but he wasn’t interested in quibbling over it. @@novelbin@@

Once the treatment results were out, the facts would prove whether he was boasting or not.

The woman silently wept, obviously hoping for a better outcome for her daughter.

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“Wait,” just then, the short, stocky young man spoke up, looking thoughtfully at Feng Jun, “Master, you just mentioned that after taking the pills, you perform a simple treatment… does that mean there’s also a complex treatment?”

The woman’s eyes lit up, thinking it was lucky she brought her nephew along. She was too agitated by her concern to think clearly.

Feng Jun nodded unhurriedly and spoke indifferently, “There is a complex treatment, with a ninety percent chance of guaranteeing her complete recovery, but it will take time, and…I will have to pay a heavy price.”

A heavy price… both the woman and the short, stocky young man fell silent.

After a while, it was the young man who spoke again, “Master, could you elaborate on how heavy this price is?”

Feng Jun pondered for a moment, “For instance, shortening lifespan… that’s about the idea.”

The young man and the woman exchanged glances, recalling that the man was known locally for being “supernatural.”

Engaging in acts against nature, as someone supernatural might, would cost one’s lifespan; this logic didn’t seem wrong.

The medical staff reacted differently; some rolled their eyes, unconvinced, while others watched with interest.

After some time, the young man spoke up again, “Master, then… can we settle the bill after the treatment is successful?”

He was still wary of the possibility that the other person was a swindler—after all, you can’t just spend a lot of money on someone’s claim of “shortening lifespan.”

“That’s possible,” Feng Jun nodded straightforwardly, “I’ll just take two million from you for now, and once she’s lively and well, you can settle the remaining amount. No problem, right?”

The young man thought about it; the two million had already been paid, and just now it was a gamble on whether the Antidote Pill would be effective. Given that the other party had said so much and that the girl would not die… it wouldn’t matter to settle the remaining money afterward.

So he nodded, then turned to the woman, “Auntie, I think we can go ahead… What do you say?”

The woman nodded silently, “All right, we agree.”

You two shouldn’t just agree without considering, Feng Jun touched his forehead helplessly, “What I mean is, let’s be cautious before being gentlemanly. If I can fully heal her, merely paying four million is far from enough.”

The woman spoke decisively, “Then how much do you want? Just name the amount, as long as you can heal my daughter.”

Feng Jun laughed upon hearing this. He regarded the woman curiously, “Do you think… I’m a person short of money?”

The woman stared blankly at him, seemingly struck by a thought, and a tinge of embarrassment appeared in her gaze. “Then you tell me, what do you want? We’ll try our best to make it happen.”

“I lack for nothing,” Feng Jun raised his chin proudly, “so I don’t even know what I want… Why don’t you tell me what impressive thing you can offer?”

The young man rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, “What kind of condition is that?”

He felt this condition was putting them in a difficult position—what does “something impressive we can offer” mean?

The woman was also bewildered, “Master, we don’t quite understand what you mean… Could you give us an example?”

“An example?” Feng Jun thought for a moment, “Like, do you have Aged Ginseng that’s a thousand years old?”

The young man rolled his eyes again, thinking to himself that not only a thousand-year-old Aged Ginseng, even a hundred-year-old one might not exist in this world.

The woman was also confused and shook her head after a thought, “We really don’t have that.”

Feng Jun glanced at her helplessly, “I was just making a comparison. How about this… could you buy the land within a ten square kilometer radius around here and give it to me?”

Upon hearing this, the woman realized. If a problem can be solved with money, then it’s no problem at all, “I can’t buy all the land within ten square kilometers, but I can compensate you with cash.”

Is this a matter of money? Feng Jun looked at her incredulously, “I don’t lack the money to buy land; it’s the procedures and relocation that are troublesome… I’ll say it again, I was only making a comparison!”

Finally, the woman came to her senses. She tilted her head in thought, “How about… an overseas copper mine?”

An overseas copper mine? Now Feng Jun was a bit stunned. Indeed, poverty limits one’s imagination.

But a copper mine… Do I need it? Feng Jun thought about it and shook his head, “Too troublesome, not interested.”

After some contemplation, the woman bit her lip, “What about offering you a publicly traded company?”

“A publicly-listed company…” Feng Jun rolled her eyes again, “Forget it, it’s too much trouble.”

Just then, the girl lying there moved and woke up. From beneath the breathing mask came a faint voice, “Mom, I feel awful…”

The woman’s tear ducts immediately burst, and tears poured down her face as she rushed over, “Xiao Hui, be good, mom is here… Mom has found a doctor for you, you’ll be well soon.”

The girl’s voice was weak and indistinct, “Mom, I was wrong, but I really don’t want to die…”

“It’s okay, you won’t die,” the woman said as she wiped away her tears, leaving a stream of them, “you’ll be fine, Xiao Hui, you have to be strong, you have to hold on…”

“I know I can’t make it,” the girl’s tears also poured out, “I just regret… regret not having…”

“Alright, alright,” Feng Jun couldn’t bear it anymore, “let’s treat the illness first. The conditions… you guys can think about them later.”

While speaking, he took out a white bottle and poured out a pill the size of a longan, “Feed this to her.”

The thin middle-aged woman put on plastic gloves, cautiously took the pill, and examined it carefully. A pill worth two million, something she had never seen in her life. It took her a while to speak up and ask, “Are there any taboos?”

“None,” Feng Jun shook his head, “swallow it directly, or dissolve it in warm water.”

“So big…” The woman looked hesitant, then glanced at her daughter, “Xiao Hui, should we dissolve it in water for you?”

Her daughter had taken so many different kinds of medicine in the last few days… more than food, even the sight of medicine made her nauseous.

The girl’s limbs were immobilized, but she still tried to nod her head, “Mhm, I can…”

Her desire to live was really strong. Such a large pill, she extended her neck and swallowed it, then drank two sips of water.

Seeing this, Feng Jun was not in a hurry to leave. He simply made a phone call, asking Li Shishi to send a car down.

Before long, Wang Haifeng’s Q7 arrived—it had spacious interior, but oddly, the driver turned out to be Sister Hong.

Feng Jun got off the bus and onto the Q7, taken aback when he saw her, “I knew it… how could Wang Haifeng bear to leave the Bamboo Forest.”

“Anyway, the keys were on the table,” Sister Hong slid the seat back, reclined the seatback, and comfortably lied down, her long legs casually propped on the steering wheel, “I just came to check out the situation and see what trouble you’ve gotten yourself into now.”

The weather was too hot. They stopped the Q7 and turned off the engine but left the air conditioning running. To prevent stuffiness, they rolled down the windows a bit.

Feng Jun also reclined the passenger seat and started to lazily tell her about the day’s events.

After listening, Sister Hong asked, “Can it really be cured?”

“Of course, don’t you see who I am,” Feng Jun replied proudly, “I am Sister Hong’s man after all, how could I not deliver… wouldn’t that be like waiting to board a plane?”

Sister Hong wouldn’t dream of buying you a plane ticket,” Sister Hong said affectionately as she stroked his cheek, speaking languidly, “since she has money, and her husband died, leaving only her daughter… can’t you ask for twenty billion from her?”

If this were in the present, and even more so if it had been a year earlier, she probably would have been fixated on the publicly-listed company. But now, she had felt the benefits of cultivation, and even her interest in the Jade business had waned considerably. A publicly-listed company… wouldn’t that just be more exhausting?

Feng Jun shook his head, “Forget it, it’s not like we’re short of money… I’m saying, move the seat back a bit, I can’t reach your legs!”

Sister Hong slid the seat back further, muttering under her breath, “So what if you touch my legs? You can’t use them anyway… Are you daring to say you don’t need money? How much do you have in total now?”

Feng Jun reached out, caressing her smooth legs and chuckled dryly, “As long as there’s a way to make money, why demean ourselves? It would just make us look small.”

Unbeknownst to them, a few more clouds gathered in the sky. After a while, Sister Hong said, “Oh, a woman has come out of the car and is heading our way… This madam must have been quite a looker in her youth.”

“She’s not that old now,” Feng Jun popped up the seat, straightening his back, “I wonder what she wants to talk about.”

The woman approached the car window, knocked, and Feng Jun pushed open the door, “What’s the situation?”

As the car door opened, the woman’s eyes fell upon a pair of startlingly white legs, and looking up, she even saw the butterfly wings inside the skirt.

At the same time, she saw Sister Hong’s face—that of a charming, mature, and gorgeous woman.

She steadied herself, then spoke, “Um… the child is feeling a bit better, thank you.”

“No need for thanks,” Feng Jun spoke lazily, “If you really want to thank me, think about what you can give me.”

Sister Hong reached out and pinched his arm hard—were you really attracted to such an old woman?

Feng Jun turned his head and glared at her fiercely: Are you sick, why are you pinching me?

But the woman didn’t notice their little gesture, “Xiao Hui is in a pretty good state now, I just wanted to ask when should she take the second pill?”

After a pause, she continued, “I don’t know what I can give you… Just name it, as long as I have it.”