I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

"Yes, yes, we will give you whatever you want, Mr. Ming!"

"You can't be so heartless and leave us in this desperate situation without a second thought! Or, you can at least give us some time to wait and see. You can't make us wait forever!"

Mingchuan slammed the door shut amidst all the noise, ruthlessly isolating the group of people outside.

Everyone had different expressions on their faces, and they were so angry that they wanted to follow forward.

As a result, the big guy Meng Dalang stood in front of everyone, with his arms folded, his chin slightly raised, and a pair of ferocious eyes. Everyone was scared and could only take two steps back secretly.

My teeth are about to break.

Xing Rao was watching from the side, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Mingchuan's hunger marketing is really good. He's whetted everyone's appetite. I guess he'll ask them for even more money tomorrow. Then it'll really be a matter of life and death."

Xing Mingjie was puzzled when he heard this: "What's the point of him taking over their industries like this? As far as I know, Mingchuan currently doesn't have any more suitable people to help manage these industries, right? What if something goes wrong..."

Before Xing Mingjie finished speaking, Xing Rao smiled and pointed at the three people following behind her.

"Isn't there someone here?"

Xing Mingjie was still puzzled.

"Anyway, don't worry. Mingchuan has already prepared all the business talents overnight. The three people behind him can manage a lot of industries by themselves. The market of the three Jiangnan districts is just not a problem at all."

Xing Mingjie glanced at the three of them.

Although they were all dressed gorgeously and revealed different temperaments from the inside out, any discerning person could see the sedimentation and fatigue in their eyes.

However, he does have the aura of a businessman.

He Qingwen and the other two smiled at him. Xing Mingjie nodded and greeted them, then he understood everything and stopped talking to Xing Rao.

at the same time.

In the examination room.

Mingchuan asked Mr. Chai to lie on the bed and looked him up and down.

The situation with this person was exactly as he had thought before, except that in addition to the exclusivity of his body, Mr. Chai now had another problem: he was indeed addicted.

The dosage of the medicines given by Yan Caijun was large, and they contained quite a lot of analgesic ingredients. Moreover, the fact that they could prolong a person's lifespan was enough to make people extremely jealous.

But how could this extend lifespan? It simply forced two incompatible genes together, then suppressed the growth of the aging gene.

You know what, this sounds really outrageous.

But using Yan Caijun's medicine, it can indeed be done.

The patient's body also became addicted to the strong toxins in Yan Caijun's medicine.

Mingchuan clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking up and down at the rest of the man's condition.

Mr. Chai is now 66 years old. When he was in his 50s, he received medical advice saying that he had cancer and was not far from death.

But Yan Caijun managed to extend his life by nine years.

Mingchuan couldn't help but ask, "Old man, tell me what kind of suffering you're going through. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are governed by the laws of nature. If you could find some other way to prolong your life, that's fine, but why commit such a sin?"

"To be honest, I don't want to save someone like you."

After Mingchuan finished speaking, Mr. Chai, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly changed his expression.

His lips turned pale instantly and he looked at Mingchuan tremblingly.

At this moment, looking up from his angle, Mingchuan's face seemed like a demon sentencing him to death.

"No...Mr. Ming, you clearly said you would treat me. You can't lie to me! I've already signed the contract!"

Mingchuan nodded: "Of course you need treatment. However, I am only helping you to clear the drug addiction so that you won't drop dead immediately when you run out of drugs.

As for your body's exclusivity issues and your lifespan issues, you should find someone else to help you solve them."

Mr. Chai panicked. He waved his hands in the air in fear, trying to grab Mingchuan's clothes and beg him.

But Mingchuan just took a step back and widened the distance between them.

His pleading was of no avail.

"Mr. Ming...Mr. Ming..."

Mr. Chai's voice became smaller and weaker, and finally he had no strength left. His hands dropped heavily, and he turned his head and became dizzy and lost consciousness.

Mingchuan shook his head, stripped him of his clothes, took out some silver needles, and inserted them into multiple acupuncture points in his body to promote blood circulation. Through the massage of the acupuncture points, all the toxins in his body were forced into one place.

All gathered in the arms.

Then he took out a knife and cut open the skin on his wrist.

Black blood like a swamp gushed out and fell to the ground drop by drop.

The blood made the examination room look quite crowded.

Mingchuan took a basin, placed it under his wrist, and collected the blood.

He then pulled out the silver needles from his body and began to rub the poison from his heart outwards little by little along the tendons and veins, forcing all the poison out.

The whole process lasted about half an hour.

Half an hour later, Mingchuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, fed a Qi and blood pill into Mr. Chai's mouth, stopped his bleeding, and bandaged the wound.

Another half hour of observation.

After a long time, Mr. Chai slowly woke up from his coma.

When he opened his eyes and saw Mingchuan standing in front of him, he was still a little dazed.

"How's it going? Are you feeling better?"

Mingchuan's voice seemed to come from the sky.

He narrowed his eyes, fanned himself heavily twice, then closed his eyes again, feeling the changes in his body.

Sure enough, the various originally obscure and unbearable pains were gradually disappearing, and the primitive desire in the body also completely faded away.

My body suddenly felt a lot more relaxed...

It seems like I’m back to the time when I didn’t use Yan Caijun’s medicine at the beginning.

Mr. Chai let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and regained his composure.

"Mr. Ming, have you saved me?"

Mingchuan shook his head. "What should be is what should be. I've already made it very clear to you. I've done my best to this extent."

"Anyway, you still have two years to live. There's still time for you to slowly make arrangements. If you want to find a way to prolong your life, it's enough."

After Mingchuan finished speaking, he turned around and took the tools he had just used to disinfect them.

When Mr. Chai saw a large basin of black blood on the ground, he gasped, looked up, and almost fainted again.

"How...how come there is so much black blood!!"

"What is this?!!!"

Seeing that the guy was about to faint again, Mingchuan tapped him a few times to force him to wake up.

"You didn't feel sick when you took those drugs, but you feel sick now?"

"These are the medicines you took before."

“It’s all toxic.”