Chapter 380 — Go Fetch It Back
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But Fatty Lai saw it very differently. To him it was a treasure beyond measure. Never mind one hundred million — he had just offered Wei Zhao five hundred million for it and been refused. In his eyes it was simply priceless!
As the old saying goes, all the gold in the world cannot buy back ten years of youth! If his old father could live ten more years after taking this pill, then it truly was a treasure beyond price! Yet this pill looked much smaller than before. Could it still have any effect?
With that thought, Fatty Lai hurried to ask, "Young man, this pill is a lot smaller than it was. Will it still work?"
The Life-Extending Detox Pill had been trampled and ground by Kang Zhaoming, with much of it stuck to the floor. Only this little bit had been swept up, and the rest had been wiped away by the cleaner's mop.
"To some degree, yes. I cannot promise five or ten years, but another year or two is quite possible," Wei Zhao said. "It all depends on your father's condition and how much toxin is in his body..."
"My dad has uremia. Can it flush that out?" Fatty Lai had been terrified that Wei Zhao would ignore him, so now that Wei Zhao was actually asking questions, he scrambled to seize the opening. If he could gain Wei Zhao's guidance, he would be so happy he might go mad.
"It can, with some effect. Keeping him going another year or half a year should be no problem," Wei Zhao said.
"Uh... then can it cure him?" Fatty Lai asked quickly.
"Perhaps if he ate ten or twenty of them? I cannot say for sure." Wei Zhao did not deceive him. Uremia was not so easily cured. Only acupuncture paired with herbal medicine held any hope of a cure.
"Young man, can you cure my father then? For the rest of my life I will follow you and work like an ox or a horse for you. I will pay any amount, boo-hoo..." Fatty Lai knelt before Wei Zhao again, and this time not only did he smear snot on Wei Zhao's trousers, but the hand that had just grabbed dog shit clutched Wei Zhao's trouser leg tight.
"Uh... let go first." Wei Zhao thought to himself that he would throw these trousers away as soon as he got home. They were beyond keeping.
"Then you will treat him?" Fatty Lai was overjoyed the moment he heard Wei Zhao's words.
"Get up right now, then roll on home and give your old man what you just picked up. He will not die any time soon!" Wei Zhao said helplessly. "Let me think about it first! Say, you seem to have some face? Are you famous or something?"
"Yes, yes, I will go back at once!" Fatty Lai nodded hurriedly, then said, "I have some small reputation in the business world. Young man, what is it you need?"
"Nothing much. I am setting up a company in a few days. Come lend your support at the opening, and I will spare you another Life-Extending Detox Pill," Wei Zhao nodded and said. "Are you free? If not, forget it."
"I am! I am! I am!" Fatty Lai said yes three times in a row, afraid Wei Zhao had not heard clearly and would cross him off the invitation list. He was so excited he nearly fainted. "I can just be your follower. Do not worry. I may be fat, but I am strong. Running errands is what I do best!"
"Then be off. Ask Mr. Liu for my number." Wei Zhao was truly pestered helplessly by this Fatty Lai and could only spare him a Life-Extending Detox Pill. After all, a trial on anyone was a trial, so he might as well give it to this fatty.
"Good, good!" Only then did Fatty Lai nod in perfect satisfaction and respectfully see Wei Zhao onto an unbelievably shabby van. Fatty Lai thought to himself, so Wei Zhao likes this kind of car? Someday soon he would switch to one himself. He had to match him to prove what a good follower he was!
Though Divine Doctor Kang's birthday feast was still underway and the guests were still all smiles, Divine Doctor Kang felt the mood was somehow wrong. Looking at Kang Zhaoming standing to one side brought back what had happened before.