Chapter 104: No Two Suns in the Sky!

I'm fired up; I ran into Ka Qiu Sha, who can fire milk and honey!

Every condition from Mr. Suo La feels like a heavy hammer pounding on Ji Ming's heart, making his fingers uncontrollably tremble.

Cover rights, cover money, cover residence, even cover a wife.

That's not leadership at all; it's clearly a sugar daddy!?

If it were the old Ji Ming, he would have immediately agreed and eagerly looked forward to his ascent.

But.

Having already tasted a sugar‑coated shell, he quickly calmed down.

There's no such thing as a free lunch; with such great terms, how could I possibly get them?

Could it be that my charm is off the charts, that I'm destined to be a dragon‑proud hero, that a simple finger snap makes loyal followers defect and a lofty flower turn into a nymphomaniac?

Or perhaps my medical skill is superb, a miraculous rejuvenation, bearing the twin auras of sarcasm and dumb‑down, able to revive the dead with a few random needles, portraying a city‑doctor king in another world?

Eh?

"Ji Ming, your caution is correct."

"Alright, go ahead."

"Since Dr. Ji Ming says so, I won't press the issue; we can discuss this later."

Ha.

The same principle applies: don't leave life‑or‑death choices to an uncertain future!

"If there's anything, just instruct the accompanying officer; don't be polite."

"For the next three days I'll prepare the treatment plan; you just get a healthy body, and then we'll tackle the curse together."

"…I'm simply not cut out to lead; I've spent my life in mediocrity, without even a dream…"

Startled, AdaiEr's gaze at Ji Ming seemed as if she were looking at a fool.

As she was about to leave, she smiled, patted his shoulder, and whispered.

So, since I don't know much about the Inner City, after this high‑level game I'll definitely debrief Lao Nv Shi!

"AdaiEr, I don't know if you sensed it, but the speed of your curse's eruption may be earlier than expected."

The inexplicable question made Ji Ming pause.

He rode the carriage back the same way, but as they neared the ill‑tree material shop, Ji Ming stopped the carriage.

Under AdaiEr's puzzled stare, he grinned.

He also prayed to the statue, to see whether the Holy Light God would emit a sharp blast or hurl himself away.

Clear refusal, appropriate reason, suitable concession.

To be honest, Ji Ming actually wants to stroll through Sheng Guang Jiao Tang right now.

What's with this feeling of listening to an old lady gossip…

"Dr. Ji Ming, do you have any plans now? Whether you want to keep playing or go home directly, just leave it to us."

"Go ahead."

"No need, no need; I'm here just to ask you about something!"

She slowed her speech, trying to make every syllable clear.

Though a bit shameless, it's a matter of life and death; I really still need more fourth‑generation rejuvenation remedies…

Seeing him leave the reception room with a cheerful smile, Ji Ming's expression softened and he sat down slowly.

After hearing that, Buluowa lowered her eyelids and thought for a moment.

So what's the result?

Although Suo La's smile remained, his eyes changed slightly.

After soothing AdaiEr's emotions for a while, Ji Ming led her to the doorway.

He had to scavenge two stools from the ruins, then pieced together several broken gate fragments like a puzzle into the doorway, barely creating a secret room.

"Indeed, there are some immature ideas, which is why I need to discuss them with you, the person involved."

Sitting on the small stool like a scolded elementary student, AdaiEr's cheeks flushed, yet she still bit her lip.

Ji Ming nodded in deep agreement, about to speak, when Buluowa added.

"Goodbye!"

As for beating to death, I won't comment…

"If Suo La can build such a huge legacy, how could he be any kind of good guy? If you fall into his hands, you'll surely be stripped clean."

Damn, the wise forget that today is a business day!

"Doctor, I just met a debt collector who said you were invited to the Inner City for a business talk…"

But now, with Ji Ming's little nudge, it all finally aligns.

Turning a corner, he saw AdaiEr sitting at the doorway, looking around.

…

"Mr. Suo La tried to recruit me to work at the hospital, but after thinking it over, I realized I might not be suitable, so I declined."

So Ji Ming picked a few topics he could discuss from last night and this morning, and explained them to Buluowa in detail.

AdaiEr instinctively wanted to rebut, but then thought better and stayed silent.

"…If you'd be willing to give me some face, although I have no real skill, I can occasionally send over a few crates of rejuvenation liquid."

He was about to persuade her.

"Maybe I'll move to the Inner City later, so I won't explore today; please see me back there."

No wonder they volunteered to be my assistant, working daily without complaint, never refusing overtime.

"Whatever ideas you have, just say them; I'm a doctor, and there should be no concealment about the illness."

And to train an alchemist who can produce potions, as long as you have the formula and system instruction, you can mass‑produce them.

Facing Ji Ming's sincere words, AdaiEr's eyes reddened, and they lowered their head in emotion.

Ji Ming took paper and a brush from his pocket and began to write and draw on it.

Although AdaiEr had made up their mind, when it came to speaking, they stammered.

If luck were a bit better, they'd be kicked out of the Commercial Union and return to an ordinary life.

Ten years ago, Ji Ming still fantasized that after reaching adulthood he could scale the pinnacle of life, living independently and carefree at university.

What did you refuse?

"A whole block being slaughtered is indeed horrifying; if you're truly scared, I can let you stay here for the night, but…"

As Buluowa spoke slowly and steadily, his expression gradually grew odd.

And there is one more crucial point.

But if luck were a bit worse, they'd have to pack up and prepare for a live burial.

"Mr. Suo La, I'm honored you appreciate me, but the conditions you set are so high that I'm simply unworthy…"

"However, lately the Outer City has indeed become extremely dangerous."

To cultivate a mage who can wield healing arts requires not only spending money and resources, but also a very long cycle before any results appear.

Although that is indeed the case, Ji Ming simply shrugged lightly.

"What do you need this for?"

"Ah, it's just a matter of… I would never get involved with that kind of woman; the chance is zero!"

Although Suo La's words sound nice, if I agree, it means I'd have to work for him.

If he hadn't said that, it would have been fine, but Ji Ming's satisfied smile instantly became a little harder to hide.

Lately his mood has been inexplicably restless, and his body swings between cold and heat.

Only then did he realize what she was saying, and while feeling emotional, he quickly interrupted.

He gave himself a final blow to the forehead and quickly assured,

It's like just now—she clearly never left the house, yet she somehow knew she was unlucky.

So after weighing the pros and cons, Ji Ming reached an important conclusion.

"AdaiEr, I'm your doctor. Since I promised to treat this illness, I will see it through to the end."

—There is only one sun in my heart, my little boss!

In the candlelight that gradually brightened the room, Buluowa opened his drowsy eyes and, without waiting for Ji Ming to speak, blurted out a sentence.

After finishing the tea in his cup, the middle‑aged man who had been there earlier walked in.

"By the way, doctor, I have important intelligence to report!"

"Think about it, at least you don't have to worry about unemployment, right?"

Although Buluowa appears to be a mobility‑impaired half‑elf, how they do it is unknown; their ability to gather information is truly formidable.

"That old Dens's granddaughter isn't a nice person at all…"

"But given the current state of the Clinic, it seems we can't operate for the time being…"

Following that line of thought, Ji Ming quickly recalled the bits and pieces of his interactions with AdaiEr over the past half‑month.

As the head of the Commercial Union, Suo La's words are rarely truthful—perhaps not a single one out of ten is true; he's a big liar.

"Ah?"

"Alright, things are like this, so let's close for today."

"How about this: I'll issue you an Inner City residence permit and help you find a new place to settle, what do you think?"

"What, were you scared last night?"

Carrying a bag, he left the supply shop, boarded a carriage, and headed toward the Clinic.

Suo La stood up and straightened his coat collar.

He stroked the sofa's armrest for a long while before feigning nonchalance and waving.

"Um, the Fourth Generation Rejuvenation… seems to have some effect on bloodline curses…"

"I thought I could rest, but today I still have to suffer…"

"And one more thing, I'd like you to prepare something for me."

Better to stay stable, so I just called it off.

But looking at the surrounding mess, I couldn't help to complain.

"Damn, I'm negotiating, not interrogating!"

"You don't need to worry about any money or grudges; you only need to fully cooperate with the treatment, understand?"

"I'll keep my word about the old Dens's granddaughter; if an opportunity arises, I'll definitely introduce her to you!"

No wonder the young girl can't move when she sees the Fourth Generation Rejuvenation.

Ji Ming originally wanted AdaiEr to go upstairs with him to talk, but then thought that a man and a woman alone in a bedroom wasn't appropriate.

After waiting to obtain it.

Then, if I feel like working, I'll work; if I feel like… overtime, I'll do overtime?

Do I have to message Sun Moon myself, tell it that the 'Fourth Day Disaster Plan' has been aborted, and that I'll be feasting in the Inner City, unable to return to the Underground City?

After completing all that, he sat upright and said gravely,

"Can you find me a wearable sheepskin coat? About this tall, the material should be like parchment‑type sheepskin."

"I'm a doctor; why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ji Ming painfully massaged his temples.

Watching AdaiEr disappear alone at the crossroads, Ji Ming turned in place and sighed.

Ji Ming licked his lips and smiled silently.

???

Cooperating is for this!

"It's fine, we can just use this time to solve other problems."

Someone as loyal and reliable as myself, an honest, good-hearted person, should be kept at a respectful distance; it's better to have less interaction with him.

And this old guy's acting is too good; even though I know he's putting on a performance, I still can't read his true intentions, which is extremely infuriating.

So the Fourth Generation Rejuvenation can suppress a bloodline curse?

"Dr. Ji, I won't hide anything anymore!"

"As for what you said about moving to the Inner City... it's possible, if you want to go, then go, but be careful."

Ji Ming leaned in a bit and lowered his voice.

But thinking carefully, this is a critical period; any further incident would only prolong the night and bring more dreams.

"Doctor, does it really have to be like this?"

"First, we must be clear that a curse is another manifestation of the uncanny, so dealing with a curse is essentially dealing with the uncanny."

After hearing Lao Nv Shi's suggestion, Ji Ming pressed his chin and pondered for a moment.

She couldn't help but curl up, trembling as if she were being bullied, and said in a quivering voice.

AdaiEr's expression gradually shifted from anticipation to astonishment, and finally to deep fear.

"So my thought is…"

Ji Ming can be said to have given Suo La plenty of material, and also left room for further discussion later.

"I understand, AdaiEr, I can understand, I… actually I empathize…"

So what Suo La needs to do is to find a way to extract his own formula.

"Alright, I have many things to handle here, so I won't keep you company."

Why do I feel this is about killing me first!?

Buluowa finally relaxed and added.

"And at least in one aspect, he's definitely setting a trap for you!"

Ah, you can drop it, sister; I never saw you mention the magic armor even once!

"Severe illness must be treated with potent medicine; I don't believe the curse on you can't be cured!"

"Then doctor, have you thought of any solution?"

Buluowa seemed to recall something, lifted her head and squinted.

"One lives only once; I don't want to owe others too much!"

AdaiEr blinked, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered.

They stared at the ceiling for a while, then clapped their hands.

"I want to prepare a potent medicine!"

No wonder it's like a greedy child, eyes glued upward, drooling profusely.

But in the midst of anxiety, AdaiEr didn't, or rather didn't dare, consider it from that angle.

"Hold on, I'll pick up some materials on the way."

Ji Ming nodded firmly.

"You've been working here for a few days, right? Come, let's hold an internal meeting!"

He was half laughing, half crying, and asked.

After the matter was settled, Ji Ming randomly grabbed some heat‑clearing, detoxifying herbs that could be used to brew a cooling tea.

No, none of them.

Of course, he wouldn't foolishly voice his thoughts outright, but instead played Tai Chi with Suo La.

Clearly such a good opportunity—how can anyone lie on the ground and not try to climb up in this world!

Then he changed his tone.

Since they're family, Ji Ming gave a brief explanation.

She could only suddenly realize and hurriedly asked.

What Suo La coveted wasn't himself, but the rejuvenation elixir he possessed!

No wonder there was no panic; it turned out they had encountered Ku Po.

If they refused again, they'd be losing face; with no other choice, Ji Ming reluctantly swallowed the mysterious sandwich candy.

He quickly leapt from the carriage and rushed over, but AdaiEr was far calmer than he had imagined.