Headless Immortal

Chapter 39 Taking Money
The child timidly looked around at the rows of shelves on both sides, swallowed hard, and gripped the shoulder straps of his large schoolbag tightly with both hands.

Finally mustering her courage, her voice trembled with nervousness: "Boss? Is the boss there...?"

Lu Xun, who was about to hit the TV, paused for a moment, put his hand down, walked out from behind the counter, lowered his strong body, tried his best to force a friendly smile, and lowered his rough voice before asking, "Little friend, what do you want to buy?"

The child was wearing a white top and light green bottom school uniform, with a thick-looking red scarf. His schoolbag was very large, almost covering him. He had a buzz cut and didn't look very big.

The child pulled two hundred-yuan bills directly from his pocket.

"Uncle, can you go to the parent-teacher conference in place of my dad?"

Lu Xun was taken aback.

Seemingly afraid that the burly man in front of him would refuse, the child quickly added, "Just an hour and a half in the morning."

Seeing Lu Xun in a daze, the child gritted his teeth and pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from the other side: "Uncle, this is all the money I have."

"Where are your parents?"

"Mom and Dad have gone out to sea and haven't come back yet."

Who do you live with?

I live with my grandparents.

Lu Xun thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay! Time and place?"

The child put down his schoolbag, took out a notebook, accurately found a page that had already been written, tore it out, placed it under the banknote, and handed it over.

"Uncle, this is my home address. We'll go to school together at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Lu Xun took the address and the bill, looked it over, opened the drawer and took out a fifty-yuan note, pulled out a hundred-yuan note, made it one hundred and fifty yuan and handed it to the child, saying, "I have clearly marked prices here, no cheating the young or old, I only charge one hundred yuan per hour, you can take this one hundred and fifty yuan back."

The child was clearly stunned, instinctively reached out to take it, and turned to walk towards the glass door.

Lu Xun hurriedly followed.

I watched helplessly as the child pushed open the glass door.

The outside world was no longer a desolate darkness, but a familiar three-way intersection.

He followed the child outside.

"Uncle, please remember to come!" The child turned to look at Lu Xun.

Suppressing his excitement and joy, Lu Xun waved and said, "I'll definitely be there!"

Watching the child disappear into the alley, Lu Xun was so excited he almost jumped for joy. He rushed to the counter, turned on the recorder, and opened the document.

The events repeated themselves; the first time they went out was to help a girl find her cat. This time, it was to help an elementary school student attend a parent-teacher conference. It was no longer pitch black outside.

After a long pause, Lu Xun said seriously:

"I highly suspect that the grocery store needs to be observed."

Lu Xun, stroking his chin, realized how messy his beard was. He looked in the mirror again and saw that his hair was also very long and his clothes didn't fit properly.

Based on the business philosophy of "taking money to solve problems for others", Lu Xun immediately decided to get a haircut and take care of his beard.

……

"Boss, you've been growing this hair for a long time, haven't you?"

The barber wasn't surprised by the long hair; it was just like the Beatles, rock and roll, and many non-mainstream young people had long hair like that.

However, it is indeed rare to see someone with such long, glossy black hair like this big man in front of us, in such excellent condition: "It would be a shame to cut it off."

How much can this head of hair sell for?

"five hundred!"

"Eight hundred, you can still make a profit."

"boss……"

Seeing the burly, pale-faced man about to leave, the barber quickly agreed, "Eight hundred it is."

"Get a buzz cut."

I got a wash, cut, and blow-dry, and also got my beard trimmed.

Lu Xun looked at the pale-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes reflected in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

He took the 800 yuan change from the barber, went straight out to the clothing store, picked out a set of clothes that fit him, put on a brown trench coat that looked like a cape, got his ID, and stepped on the gas to start his motorcycle.

Doodle.

The motorcycle sped straight to the hospital.

Although it's called a hospital, it's not actually as overcrowded as usual.

This place wasn't built very recently; it's considered an auxiliary facility of the science city.

With his family member ID, Lu Xun had no trouble getting to the fifth floor intensive care unit and looked inside through the thick glass.

The various instruments in the intensive care unit flashed rhythmically, and the tubes were arranged in an orderly manner.

A giant cabin, seemingly a technological marvel, replaced the hospital bed, and inside lay a pale-faced woman.

The pale-faced giant stared silently for a long time before letting out a slow sigh.

Leaving the ward, Lu Xun walked to the front desk of the on-duty nurse and asked, "Doctor, I heard that someone woke up using the newly developed intensive care unit. Is that true?" The nurse, dressed in a white coat and hat with a black sweater vest, smiled and said, "Yes, sir. There have indeed been such cases."

How much does the latest treatment cabin cost?

The nurse replied, "Eight million."

Seemingly noticing the pale-faced man's hesitation and doubt, the nurse continued, "We can also choose a secondary intensive care unit for your family member. If you use medical insurance to reimburse the costs, the expenses can be kept to around two million. I've also heard that there's a considerable chance of them waking up."

"I wonder which of your family members lives with you at the medical clinic in our town?"

Seeing that the burly man didn't answer, the nurse noticed his predicament and continued, "If you really can't raise the money, we can maintain the status quo for now. With reimbursement, you can enjoy the hospital's infrastructure for only six hundred a month. All those who are unconscious due to the illusion can be sent to the town's medical department."

"If you are in particularly difficult circumstances, you can apply for poverty assistance, which will not cost you a single penny."

Lu Xun changed the subject: "Have any of those people who disappeared in the Illusionary Realm been found?"

“I don’t know about these things; my access level is not high.”

"Thank you."

Lu Xun thanked him and left.

Now we are faced with two paths.

First, become strong enough to see the cause of the illness yourself.

Second, I'll earn money so my mother can enjoy the top-tier resources of the Academy of Sciences.

Lu Xun leans towards the second option because he doesn't even understand basic medical knowledge.

The great demon's abilities are passable in combat, but there's no hope of him healing.

Fortunately, his mother was still lying in the recovery pod, unlike his father, who disappeared during the outbreak of the super-large illusionary realm.

So much time has passed...

Lu Xun shook off the thoughts in his mind. He wanted to see the person alive or dead. If they hadn't been found, there was still hope.

After leaving the hospital, Lu Xun went to a department store.

I bought a plush toy as a gift.

……

The next day.

Lu Xun got up early, washed up, put on a white T-shirt, put on a pair of black and white canvas shoes, and put on a brown trench coat to cover his muscular body. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Lu Xun laughed and said, "If I wore a leather jacket and sunglasses, and picked up that double-barreled firearm, I would look just like the Terminator."

He's going to a parent-teacher conference, not to fight a war, so he definitely can't bring firearms. Not only can he not bring firearms, but he also has to dress appropriately. These days, kids care about their image. Parents can't dress too well, and they can't dress too poorly either. Outlandish clothes will only attract criticism, so this is just right.

No. 128 Jiuhua Street, Chongyang District...

His grocery store is located at a three-way intersection in Chongyang District; it's just a short ride away on a motorcycle.

Eight o'clock, Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

The boy was at the street corner early in the morning, pursing his lips and looking around.

He was sure it was 8:30, but he still wasn't sure. After thinking it over, he got up early and wondered if he should go to the grocery store at the crossroads to find the man and fulfill his promise.

But I hesitated because I was afraid the shop owner would yell at me.

That's how it is when you ask someone for a favor.

Buzz!
The motorcycle, accompanied by a roar and fumes, stopped in front of the boy carrying a large schoolbag.

The man who took off his helmet smiled and said, "Kid, you're up early."

The boy's eyes reddened.

Then a large hand rose up to cover the boy's head, hesitated slightly, and then landed on his shoulder, asking, "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Yi."

What's your dad's name?

"My father's name is Li Gumeng."

"Okay! Today my surname is Li, my name is Gu Meng, and I am Li Yi's father."

Li Yi gripped the straps of his large schoolbag and whispered, barely moving his lips, calling out "Dad."

"Dad also brought you a gift."

Lu Xun grabbed the doll he bought from the department store. It was a swordsman dressed in white, carrying a long sword, and sporting an orange-red cat head. He then stuffed it into Li Yi's hand.

Li Yi exclaimed in delight, "Young Hero Rainbow Cat!"

Lu Xun, who had gotten off the vehicle, put another helmet on Li Yi's head.

"boarding!"

With one foot on the motorcycle, she slightly turned her head and said, "Hold on tight."

hum!
The motorcycle disappeared at the end of the long street.

(End of this chapter)