Chapter 2: Buying Medicine, Liu Sihui

Wang Yan didn't plan to sell medicine for a long time; he just wanted to accumulate some capital in the early stages. The various stocks he remembered in his brain were enough for Wang Yan to live comfortably.

Zhang Changlin had been selling fake medicine for several years without any issues, but as soon as he sold real medicine, he was taken down shortly after. That didn't need to be thought about, right?

Wang Jia's wish, in the final analysis, was just "money." "There is only one illness in the world, and that is the illness of poverty." Regarding this sentence, not only Wang Yan, but I think most people agree.

Wang Yan, with his advantage of foresight, had many ways to make money; there was no need to take such a big risk. Transmigrating once wasn't for the sake of sitting in jail in style.

The plane landed, and the land under Wang Yan's feet had become the territory of India.

This was Wang Yan's first time abroad in this life. He looked left and right, finding everything strange.

Carrying his bag, he found a driver at the exit who could speak Chinese, agreed on a price, and gave him an address.

Looking at the messy environment on the road, Wang Yan expressed that he still only loved his own magnificent mountains and rivers.

To be honest, Wang Yan was quite worried about being robbed halfway, as India was still very chaotic. Unexpectedly, the journey was peaceful and smooth.

With the driver as a translator, he stated his purpose and met the boss of Natdo Pharmaceuticals.

After some conversation, he very smoothly bought 160 bottles, just like in the movie—selling out in a month, exclusive agency.

He had the driver-translator deliver them to a place near the airport, left contact information, and waved goodbye.

He found a hotel nearby, put the box containing Gleevec into the space, slept for a night, and returned to the country the next day.

At Lv Shengyi's home, Wang Jia and her husband were in a flurry when they saw Wang Yan return.

They arranged a table of dishes, and they were full of food and drink.

Wang Jia and her husband looked at the Gleevec in front of them, their hands trembling, their hearts stirred.

Wang Yan understood that it was something called hope.

"I'll leave you six bottles, and I'll sell the rest. You guys don't get involved," Wang Yan said.

"Shengyi, you just stay home and take care of them."

"Take good care of the child, don't worry."

"I'm leaving first; I'll come back in a while."

Wang Yan didn't want to get them involved; having them involved would be worse.

Leaving Lv Shengyi's house, Wang Yan calculated and went to find Liu Sihui, whose address Lv Shengyi had told him before.

In the movie, Liu Sihui was a talent who mastered sales channels. To be honest, not everyone could establish prestige among so many patients and pull together a group of people; an ordinary person really couldn't do it.

It was still early, and Wang Yan walked slowly on the streets of Shanghai, arriving leisurely at the nightclub where Liu Sihui worked.

He found a seat and ordered a glass of beer.

Watching Liu Sihui dancing hotly on the stage, Wang Yan felt a hundred emotions in his heart.

Regarding Liu Sihui, Wang Yan couldn't say what he felt. Her daughter had a terminal illness, her husband had run away, and the situation was just like that—seeking her own survival, which wasn't necessarily bad.

When Liu Sihui came off the stage, Wang Yan went over and found her.

"Hello, Wang Yan." Wang Yan reached out to introduce himself.

"Hello, Liu Sihui." Liu Sihui shook hands with Wang Yan and then asked, "Is something the matter?"

Wang Yan smiled. "Do you know Lv Shengyi? He's in the same situation as your daughter. I'm his brother-in-law. I want to talk to you about some business."

Liu Sihui thought for a long while before she remembered, looking suddenly enlightened. "What business do you want to talk about?"

Wang Yan looked left and right. "Let's talk somewhere else; it's not very convenient here. Change your clothes, let's go out for a meal, and we can chat while we eat."

Liu Sihui went to change her clothes, and the two found a restaurant nearby, ordering a few dishes at random.

Wang Yan raised his glass to invite Liu Sihui to have a drink.

"I got some Gleevec from India. The efficacy is the same as the Novartis one sold domestically," Wang Yan said after eating a bite of food.

"Lv Shengyi told me you have a wide network among those patients, so I'm looking for you to cooperate."

Liu Sihui listened quietly. "What kind of cooperation?"

"5,000 per bottle, a commission of 300 per bottle sold. Also, the medicine you use, I'll give you for free," Wang Yan replied.

"Of course, I think you can understand that since it's illegal, the risk is not small, and it's impossible to do it for too long."

"But your medicine is guaranteed; you can rest assured about that." As he spoke, he took a bottle of medicine out of the space and placed it on the table.

"Take this bottle first. If you're worried, you can find someone to verify it."

"What do you think?"

Liu Sihui raised a glass of wine. "Give me a few days to find someone to test it. I've been cheated too many times over the years; you understand."

Wang Yan expressed understanding and didn't say anything.

Afterward, the two ate and drank, chatted randomly, left a phone number, and parted ways.

There was no scenario of self-recommendation; Wang Yan was just an ordinary person, not devastatingly handsome, just passable.

To say he didn't want to would be bullshit, but Wang Yan wasn't that desperate. After all, if such a thing were a transaction, it wouldn't be beautiful; it was better to plan slowly. There was plenty of time; what was the rush?

He found a hotel at random to stay in for the time being.

Over the next few days, Wang Yan found an English training class. Although he had remembered quite a bit when he added points to Spirit, it was useless; his level wasn't high to begin with, so how much could he remember?

This period was all spending and no earning, and Wang Yan's wallet was bottoming out. He couldn't hold on for a few more days, and Wang Yan was also a bit anxious.

Fortunately, on the afternoon of the fourth day, Liu Sihui finally called to say there was no problem and he could bring the medicine to her.

The time she called was very clever. Wang Yan took the box containing Gleevec out of the space, checked out, and took a taxi with the box to Liu Sihui's house. Regardless of whether Wang Yan had misunderstood, he didn't plan to come back this time.

Arriving at where Liu Sihui lived, Wang Yan looked at the dilapidated residential building and thought, "If you have anything, don't have an illness; if you have nothing, don't have no money."

Going upstairs, Liu Sihui opened the door and let him in.

Walking into the room, looking at the little girl staring straight at Wang Yan, Wang Yan was stunned.

He immediately smiled and greeted the little girl: "Hello, what's your name?"

The little girl just looked at Wang Yan without speaking.

At this time, Liu Sihui stepped forward, hugged the little girl, and said to Wang Yan: "The child is a bit shy. Hurry up and greet the uncle. Tell him what your name is?"

The little girl opened her mouth softly: "Hello, Uncle, my name is Liu Tiantian."

Wang Yan laughed. "Hello, hello, my name is Wang Yan. Just call me Uncle Wang, hahaha."

Perhaps infected by the laughter, Liu Tiantian's voice became a bit louder, and she sweetly called out "Uncle Wang."

Wang Yan was very happy, smiling and pinching Liu Tiantian's little face, thinking, "This little girl is just more adorable than a little boy."

"Sit for a while." Liu Sihui took Liu Tiantian into the room.

Wang Yan sat on the sofa and looked around.

Old residential buildings usually didn't have much area. Liu Sihui rented a two-bedroom apartment. The room wasn't big, but perhaps because of her daughter, it was decorated quite warmly.

Liu Sihui came out and sat in front of Wang Yan: "I had someone look at that medicine of yours; there's no problem with the medicine. How many do you have?"

Nodding, Wang Yan opened the box he brought and placed it in front of the two.

Looking at the box full of Gleevec, Liu Sihui's expression wasn't much stronger than Wang Jia and Lv Shengyi's.

"This is 153 bottles." As he spoke, he took out three bottles from inside. "These 3 bottles, plus the one from before, are for Tiantian to use first. You take the rest to sell."

Liu Sihui looked at the box of Gleevec in front of her, thinking of her bitter experiences over the years, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Her daughter had a terminal illness, her husband ignored the daughter, abandoned the mother and daughter, and ran away. Her hardships could be imagined; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to the nightclub to dance and sell herself.

In the movie, there was no ending for Liu Sihui, and Wang Yan thought the ending was probably not very beautiful.

Seeing the beauty crying in front of him endlessly, Wang Yan couldn't just watch.

At this time, Liu Sihui was fragile. Sitting next to Liu Sihui, Wang Yan pulled the beauty into his arms, comforting her silently.

After a while, Liu Sihui finished crying and got up from Wang Yan's arms.

Looking at Wang Yan, she only felt that this ordinary face was exceptionally charming, and she smiled embarrassedly at Wang Yan.

"It's okay, no need to be embarrassed, I understand everything."

Wang Yan continued: "By the way, after such a long time, you should have some understanding of those patients. Try to sell to reliable people, don't sell to those who can cause trouble."

"It's better to avoid trouble. Of course, I also know it's impossible to avoid it completely, just try your best."

Liu Sihui nodded: "Hmm, I have an idea." She looked up at the clock on the wall and said to Wang Yan: "It's getting late, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

Seeing Wang Yan nod: "Then I'll prepare some dishes, let's have a drink. Wait for me a moment."

Liu Sihui got up to prepare dinner.

Wang Yan felt bored just sitting there, so he walked to Liu Tiantian's room and saw her sitting obediently on the bed watching TV.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, Liu Tiantian called out "Uncle Wang."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded. A child so small, so sensible that it made one's heart ache.

Sitting next to Liu Tiantian, Wang Yan asked: "Tiantian, how old are you this year?"

Liu Tiantian answered in a milky voice: "Five years old."

"Are you in kindergarten?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.

Liu Tiantian shook her head: "No." There was some disappointment in her words.

Wang Yan nodded to show he knew and didn't continue to sprinkle salt on the child's wounds. A child this small, how could she not want to play with other children?

Afterward, Wang Yan accompanied Liu Tiantian to watch TV. Perhaps feeling that Wang Yan was kind, or perhaps because she didn't have many opportunities to chat with others, Liu Tiantian happily talked to Wang Yan about some random things.

Not long after, Liu Sihui called the big and small ones to eat.

Sitting at the dining table, Liu Sihui took out two bottles of wine and signaled to Wang Yan: "Have a drink?"

"Let's have some." Wang Yan was also a person who liked wine and liked to have a drink when he was free.

Liu Sihui filled their glasses and raised a toast: "This cup is to you, thank you for giving us a way to survive." After saying that, she drank it all in one gulp.

Not to mention anything else, just those Gleevec—37,000 per bottle, now free, with the same efficacy. Her help could be imagined. Liu Sihui didn't know how long she could hold on.

Wang Yan smiled and finished the wine in his glass: "Alright, why say those things? Good days are ahead. Eat, eat."

He picked up a chopstick of food for Liu Tiantian: "Tiantian, eat more, look how thin you are."

Liu Tiantian looked up to thank him and ate in big mouthfuls. She could feel Liu Sihui's happiness, and thinking of her mother who was frowning all day, she was also very happy and had energy to eat.

Afterward, the three ate and drank, laughed and talked, like a family of three, the atmosphere warm.

Liu Sihui might have also felt the oddity of the atmosphere, frequently looking at Wang Yan during the meal, her thoughts swirling. Wang Yan pretended not to know and chatted and laughed with Liu Tiantian.

Children had small appetites. Although Liu Tiantian performed extraordinarily today, she finished eating in a short while. Leaving the space to the adults, she very sensibly went back to her room.

Only the two were left at the dining table, and the atmosphere became a bit wrong. Wang Yan made small talk with Liu Sihui.

Liu Sihui frequently toasted, constantly greeting Wang Yan. It was a peaceful scene of guests and hosts enjoying themselves.

Liu Sihui could be said to have poured out all the bitterness and grievances of these years, crying and laughing.

Wang Yan listened quietly on the side, occasionally comforting her.

After drinking for a full two hours, Liu Sihui, having mixed in the dust, had a good tolerance for alcohol. Wang Yan, although a Northeasterner, had average tolerance and was dizzy from being poured.

After drinking, things naturally fell into place. Wang Yan wasn't a good person either, acting both ways—saying no with his mouth but being very honest with his body, half-pushing and half-accepting, he did a good deed.

Wang Yan thought that Liu Sihui, having raised a daughter with a terminal illness alone for so many years, had no sense of security. Wang Yan's appearance was like grabbing a life-saving straw. Now that a way to survive was in front of her, besides herself, she had no other way to stabilize this sense of security.

This was a mother's love for her daughter, pouring everything she had. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====

This is a mother pouring all her love into her daughter.