Chapter 630: Sleeping into a Vegetative State
"Thirty-one million!" A middle-aged man in a suit shouted defiantly.
Elder Ginseng was anxious; he jumped up, pointed at the middle-aged man’s nose, and cursed, "Little Saddle! How dare you compete with me? Back when I saved your grandfather, you weren’t even born yet! If you dare to compete with me, I’ll find a Daoist to summon your grandfather’s soul and have him break your leg!"
Who would have thought that the typically mild-mannered Elder Ginseng would get so fired up? Doesn’t this contradict his philosophy of health preservation?
The man called ’Little Saddle’s’ face flushed with embarrassment; competing with the elder seemed inappropriate.
"Elder, can’t I fight for such a good thing?" Little Saddle said shamelessly. If his deceased grandfather heard about this, he might really come back to break his leg.
"You dare to snatch my stuff?"
"...Well, it’s not yours yet."
While Elder Ginseng was scolding the younger man, the bid across the room rose again, now up to forty million.
"Little Saddle, I’ve changed my mind, you hurry up and bid for it!" Elder Ginseng said.
"Ah?" Little Saddle looked confused. Weren’t you just all worked up? Why are you so agreeable now?
"Stop talking nonsense, bid quickly, and when you win it, make a copy for me, won’t you?" Elder Ginseng chuckled, and there was no trace of an elder’s kindness in that smile, just like an old fox.
"..." After a moment of speechlessness, Little Saddle said, "Elder, no problem, but... shouldn’t you also pitch in some money?"
"What? You dare to mention money? Isn’t it proper to give me a little something as a sign of respect? Keep nagging, and I’ll have your father break your leg!"
Ultimately, Little Saddle won the book for a whopping price of one hundred and twenty million. This could be considered an astronomical price, especially for a book that can be copied.
Seeing Little Saddle’s pained expression, Elder Ginseng patted him heavily on the shoulder and comforted him, "It’s just one hundred and twenty million, isn’t it? Later, you can make several copies and sell them for ten million each; you’ll make your money back in no time."
Actually, Little Saddle’s pained expression was an act. He’s a business shark, clearly seeing the business opportunity in this.
This was precisely why so many people were vying for the book. It wasn’t a health book but a business opportunity!
Although making back his money would be quick, Little Saddle’s only worry was that the seller might start selling before him. After all, the value was too great.
If that happens, his plan might go down the drain.
So Little Saddle decided to sell them by tomorrow at the latest, pricing them as the Elder suggested, ten million per copy!
...
After the auction, Lin Tian found nothing else that interested him. However, he was quite satisfied; perhaps his greatest gain was that Panli Flower.
As for the money from selling the "Four Saints Life Extension Scripture," Lin Tian wouldn’t see any of it; it was all to be donated to the Red Cross...
If he had known it was worth so much, who would have sold it?
Lin Tian went backstage to retrieve what he auctioned off. He was supposed to pay, but due to his significant contributions, he didn’t have to pay a cent.
After getting the Panli Flower, Lin Tian didn’t dare open it directly. It was too poisonous; accidentally harming others would be bad. Besides, there was no use for it now.
However, that Spirit Jade of Maitreya Buddha, Lin Tian gave it to Liou Qingcheng, personally putting it around her neck.
Indeed, the Spirit Jade was different from ordinary jade. After putting it on, Liou Qingcheng felt a sense of clarity, and her spirits improved significantly.
After the auction, many people hadn’t left. They were there not only for the auction but also to conduct business, develop relationships, and scout talent.
But Lin Tian wasn’t interested in those things. He bade farewell to Zhao Xuefeng and his in-laws before leaving.
Until now, his Sea of Qi was still pitifully low on Spiritual Qi, making it the best time for cultivation.
...
This was a top private hospital. Around-the-clock nursing staff, attentive service, advanced medical equipment, and a strong team of doctors were all the hospital’s strengths.
At this moment, in a VIP ward, a young man lay on the bed, colorless, with pale lips, as if he could pass away at any moment.
Qiao Gaoshan leaned on the sofa, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the TV screen ahead. His fists were clenched, joints creaking.
On the TV, the news was playing. The protagonist was Lin Tian, who had been in the spotlight these past few days.
The reporter’s script was so lavishly written that it almost exalted him to the heavens, as if this guy was the world’s savior.
This made Qiao Gaoshan angrier, his face so dark it seemed like blood would drip from it.
"Lin Tian! Lin Tian! You beast!" Qiao Gaoshan cursed through gritted teeth.
The two people standing before Qiao Gaoshan trembled slightly, not daring to speak.
"Mr. Qiao... there’s something I’m not sure if I should say." A skinny man said softly, afraid that his voice would provoke Qiao Gaoshan.
"Spit it out!" Qiao Gaoshan said irritably.
The skinny man hesitated for two seconds before saying, "Mr. Qiao, as for Mr. Qiao’s illness, why not ask Lin Tian to treat him?"
"What did you say?" Qiao Gaoshan stood up from the sofa, eyes wide, and shouted, "You want me to beg my enemy?"
The person lying in the bed was Qiao Jiang. In the next room, two more people were lying there, Little Blind and Little Deaf.
They had become like this inexplicably a few days ago.
Qiao Gaoshan asked some of Qiao Jiang’s cronies, only getting this piece of information: before falling ill, the three had played a basketball game with someone named Lin Tian, were disastrously beaten, and moreover, during the game, Qiao Jiang’s face got struck. Later that evening, Qiao Jiang hosted a dinner costing over a million yuan.
When he heard this news, Qiao Gaoshan nearly collapsed.
What madness is this?
Three-on-one basketball and still disastrously beaten? And what sort of madness is spending over a million on dinner?
Qiao Gaoshan was baffled; once he understood the whole story, he was even more speechless.
He knew why his son was getting close to the Liou Family; it was to negotiate a big business deal, so he could hold his head high in the company and inherit the company smoothly.
But spending over a million to woo a girl, especially one who’s already taken, is just foolish, isn’t it?
But that’s not the main point. The main point is, after that dinner, Qiao Jiang, Little Blind, and Little Deaf all went to sleep, and then they were unconscious.
The doctors told Qiao Gaoshan that the three of them had become vegetative...