Chapter 2: Zhu Tian

The chubby, fleshy hand stretched out, trembling as it rubbed the eyes once more. Su Mu's crooked clinic still stood resiliently between two tall buildings. Zhu Tian sighed in relief as he rubbed his temples, convinced that he had been too fatigued lately, surely.

The next one is you! Qin Mu's voice suddenly turned exceptionally cold, yet after uttering this chilling remark that could make even Xiao Bai's hair stand on end, he resumed his nonchalant demeanor: Perhaps by tomorrow, you will no longer be so confident

What does this mean? The middle-aged man seemed somewhat perplexed. He looked around at the crooked building, which appeared unimpressive from the outside, and the condition of the first floor was even worse. The entrance seemed to lead into the living room, which contained only a worn-out table and two chairs that were on the verge of collapsing. The uneven concrete floor was so dusty that it nearly covered the tops of his feet. As for the second floor, the rickety staircase was truly remarkable; it seemed that if the homeowner were to sleep too long and become disoriented, he could easily fall down from it at any moment. The entrance seemed to lead into the living room, which contained only a worn-out table and two chairs that were on the verge of collapsing. The uneven concrete floor was so dusty that it nearly covered the tops of his feet. As for the second floor, the rickety staircase was truly remarkable; it seemed that if the homeowner were to sleep too long and become disoriented, he could easily fall down from it at any moment.

With a furious glance back at the crooked little building, Zhu Tian's expression changed drastically. He had just walked out of that dilapidated building, and even though the streetlights in this alley were dim, why was it that he could no longer see the entire building?

Recalling that crooked building, Zhu Tian felt an uncontrollable anger rise within him, that damned blind man who introduced himself here! Tomorrow, I will have someone level his old den!

Qin Mu stood up, his voice devoid of any emotion as he interrupted the middle-aged man before him: "Please leave."

Qin Mu smiled slightly, revealing two small canine teeth among her upper teeth: "I have already said, I am the one who can fulfill all your wishes"

Xiao Bai is in tears, is it considered a demon? Is it considered a demon? Even it does not know, it is merely a small beast that has just begun to awaken its intelligence. It can only transform into human form after becoming Qin Mu's spirit attendant. What kind of trouble is it to throw such a difficult question at it?

Qin Mu held Xiao Bai and stroked its fur, asking, "Who?"

However, the feeling of panic in my heart still did not dissipate, and Qin Mu's seemingly casual words echoed in my mind: "You are next!"

"Practicing medicine for several years? I see you have been deceiving people for several years, hm!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his gaze towards Qin Mu became quite strange. As he left, he did not forget to spit on the ground and turned back with a face full of resentment, saying, "Madman!" After walking a few steps, he continued to curse, his loud voice even reaching Qin Mu inside the room.

Mu Mu, your exorbitant pricing is scaring everyone away. Xiao Bai helplessly complained, can't you ask for something more reasonable? The family is so poor that they can't even afford a proper meal, living on instant noodles every day

"Hehe, if Qin had no such ability, how could he have practiced medicine for several years?" Qin Mu's cryptic words made Xiaobai's mouth twitch.

It seemed that something had come to mind, and Xiao Bai suddenly raised his head and asked aloud: "Is that person really a monster?"

What? Qin Mu's voice was too soft for even the little white creature held in his arms to hear clearly

As Xiaobai, who was about to head to the kitchen, slipped and nearly fell into the thick layer of dust in the living room, he looked at his master in surprise. This... his master must really be angry. It was the first time a monster had boldly come to their door, and yet it doubted his master's abilities. If it weren't for the anger, how could the usually kind-hearted Qin Mu possibly demand such a harsh price?

"Five hundred thousand!" The middle-aged man said decisively, as if he had made a significant resolution: "In the city of Ningcheng, five hundred thousand is already quite a lot, as a consultation fee, it should be sufficient, besides, can you guarantee..."

The middle-aged man trembled with anger. He had already harbored doubts upon entering such a crooked building, and now this Dr. Qin was so young and impetuous. At this thought, the middle-aged man, in a fit of rage, laughed sarcastically: "Dr. Qin, you will regret this!"

Qin Mu remained silent, her gaze towards the middle-aged man carrying a hint of mockery

It was that chubby guy who came just as the door was about to close. Little Bai nuzzled against Qin Mu's palm in a playful manner

Then... is this too much? The middle-aged man extended five fingers, as if he had made a significant decision, and stated a number: "Fifty thousand."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhu Tian," Qin Mu said respectfully, as he always did when faced with a fat sheep delivered right to his door: "I don't need much, I only want your thirty years of life span." Qin Mu extended three fingers and casually waved them in front of the middle-aged man.

One person and one beast have filled their stomachs. Qin Mu lies contentedly on the bed on the second floor, watching television, while Xiao Bai rests on his still slim belly, creating a scene of harmony and beauty

Little Bai wagged its tail excitedly at this thought, relieved that it wouldn't have to eat instant noodles anymore. However, noticing that its owner seemed rather uninterested, it looked at Qin Mu with some confusion, only to be met with a fierce glare from Qin Mu. Little Bai obediently lay down on the table and quieted down.

Having stepped out of the small building, the lights were already shining brightly. Zhu Tian patted his emaciated stomach and suddenly remembered that he had not eaten for two consecutive days. In the past, this would have been absolutely impossible. He chuckled self-deprecatingly, realizing that he had been truly exhausted lately

And so it was that the middle-aged man, Zhu Tian, left the crooked clinic of Qin Mu, his mind filled with absurd feelings. He must be mad to believe in these things that only the ancestors would trust. Even if his current situation is special, it should not lead him to believe in such ethereal concepts

"What ability could that brat possibly have?" Zhu Tian took a deep breath and said, "He must have gotten lucky, he must have!" Zhu Tian clenched his fist, feeling extreme disgust towards this clinic. After returning, he would definitely find someone to revoke its business license and see how that young man would end up!

Xiao Bai let out a couple of grumbles, extremely dissatisfied with the master's half-finished remarks. However, Qin Mu's skill in petting was increasingly refined, and Xiao Bai's resentment quickly dissipated into thin air, ... squinting its eyes and emitting an extremely comfortable purring sound ...

So?" Qin Mu said somewhat coolly, while the little fox looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with great interest. He was slightly balding, had a round head, and a big belly that complemented his status. When he smiled, he resembled a bit of the Maitreya Buddha. It was impossible to reach this weight at his age without the nourishment of wealth.

Is that so? I don't think so... Qin Mu said casually, her demeanor starkly different from the warm and friendly manner she had just displayed. If the middle-aged man had not remained, one might have thought that a different person had taken her place.

"It's nothing." Qin Mu smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, mushroom chicken noodles!"

"What is there to be afraid of if they will come back?" Qin Mu said nonchalantly, then picked up the white fox from the ground: "Let's go, my dear. What shall we have for dinner tonight? Mushroom chicken noodles?"

"Fresh shrimp noodles!" protested Xiao Bai

"You... what are you saying?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Mu, who was sitting in the room, with a face full of terror. That scene was exactly the same as a certain image in his memory. The middle-aged man struggled to lift his chubby hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously: "Who... exactly are you?"

Xiao Bai was completely at a loss for words. When the master gets in a bad mood, it seems nothing can hold him back. Well, never mind, let's just have instant noodles for dinner. With a sense of helplessness, he jumped off the table and swayed his big tail as he leisurely walked towards the kitchen. Hmm, tonight I want to eat shrimp-flavored noodles

What do you think? You can't even distinguish your own kind and yet you ask me. Qin Mu continued to absentmindedly stroke Xiao Bai's fur, appearing quite content.

"What are you saying?" The middle-aged man bounced up from the ground like a rubber ball: "Are you crazy? My lifespan? You can take my lifespan?"

I... how could you still think it's not enough?! The middle-aged man, treated this way by Qin Mu, immediately became furious and said, "You are nothing but a swindler... how long can you be proud? I will sue you!" The middle-aged man had probably never been interrupted so ruthlessly while speaking; unable to bear the blow, he stood up trembling and made his declaration.

Hehe. Qin Mu chuckled softly: "Mr. Zhu Tian, do you really think that money can move me?"

Xiao Bai covers his face, it's over, the fat meat that was about to be eaten has flown away

The middle-aged man clenched his fist and said somewhat nervously: "You probably still don't know who I am, Zhu Tian, Chairman of Tianchen Group"

I want to eat shrimp-flavored! Little Bai struggled repeatedly in Qin Mu's hands, restlessly twisting and turning.

"Truly ignorant! Tomorrow, your little clinic will be destroyed..." The middle-aged man cast a disdainful glance at Qin Mu, preparing to leave in a fit of anger

"Alright, alright, alright." Qin Mu replied repeatedly, his mind once again conjuring the image of the middle-aged man's chubby round face, wondering whether it was a sense of sentimentality or unintentional: "Is it worth doing this?"

Living in such a dilapidated house, the young man in front of me, dressed in a robe of indiscernible color, solemnly said to himself, "Do you think money can move me?" The middle-aged man wondered if he had gone mad.

Fortunately, the attention of the middle-aged men was focused on Qin Mu, and they did not notice the fox on the table, which was sometimes quiet and sometimes excited. Qin Mu let out a sigh of relief, maintaining her expression unchanged, coolly gazing at the middle-aged man in front of her

"I can satisfy all your desires." Qin Mu looked coldly at the fat man before him and said, "You should have known this from the person who introduced you. Since you doubt me so much, please leave! As for your intention to sue me? Go ahead!"

Five million! The already pale face of the fat man turned even whiter after being startled by Qin Mu, almost as white as a plastered wall. As he uttered such a figure, the flesh on his face trembled in unison, filled with reluctance: "It can't be more than that!" He quickly added, fearing that Qin Mu would once again make an outrageous demand, as this was half of his assets; Qin Mu was practically robbing him!

"So what do you want?" The middle-aged man looked at the other party not for his own money, feeling slightly relieved. He gave nearly half of his assets to Qin Mu; no one would be willing to part with such a sum. Just as the middle-aged man was pleased to save such an expense for himself, Qin Mu's next words sent him straight to hell