Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

"You think you're so great? I said you have to pay back!" The boss with the rooster-like voice slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily.

"I...I have no money!" A stubborn look appeared on the thin young man's face.

"No money? Heh, if you have no money, pay with your life!" the rooster-voiced boss said coldly.

"What do you want to do? I'm telling you, if you dare to do anything reckless, I'll call the police!" The skinny young man took two steps back to the wall.

The boss, with his rooster-like voice, stared at Xiao An for a long while before sitting down again and lighting a cigarette.

"Don't worry, I'm not really going to kill you. Your life isn't worth that much to me. Do me a favor, and once it's done, the 5 yuan debt will be wiped clean, and I won't bother your family again!"

Seeing that the other party had stopped being aggressive, the thin young man, Xiao An, secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "What is it?"

"It's very simple. Just eat this, then go to that Xuanzhen Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic up ahead and have them give you acupuncture. Just tell them you have a headache!"

As he spoke, the boss with the rooster-like voice handed Xiao An a few unpackaged pills.

"Boss Li, what is this?" Xiao An asked cautiously without reaching out to take it.

"It won't kill you anyway, just eat it. At most you'll suffer a little, but the 5 yuan debt will be wiped clean!" the rooster-voiced boss said calmly.

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and placed it on the table!

He seemed certain that Xiao An wouldn't refuse him.

Sure enough, Xiao An's pupils contracted slightly when she saw the paper on the table, and she hesitated for a moment.

To be precise, it was an IOU, an IOU that his gambling father borrowed from Boss Li.

Although they didn't know why his father was involved with Boss Li, he recognized his father's handwriting, which also had his fingerprints and ID number on it!

This IOU should be genuine.

At this point, he faced a choice: whether to refuse Boss Li's request and continue to be harassed, or to agree to Boss Li's request and put an end to the matter once and for all.

In the end, the thin young man chose the latter, putting the matter to rest!

He and his mother didn't want their lives to be disturbed by anyone anymore because of this!

Being harassed by debt collectors every day is a very unpleasant and devastating experience, making it impossible to live a normal life.

"If I take these pills, will the money my dad owes you be wiped clean? Will you stop letting people harass my mom from now on?" the thin young man asked, seeking confirmation.

The rooster-voiced shop owner nodded: "Yes, eat it and then go to that Xuanzhen Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic up ahead and say you want acupuncture. But you need to be quick, you only have 10 minutes!"

The thin young man finally nodded, took the pills from the rooster-voiced boss, hesitated for a moment, and then swallowed them in one gulp!

"Give it to me!" The thin young man reached out his hand!

"Hehe, don't worry, I keep my word. Take it!" The rooster-voiced boss gestured for him to take it himself.

The thin young man stepped forward, picked up the IOU, looked at it for a moment, tore it to shreds, and then quickly left the room.

What they didn't notice was that Ye Chen slowly finished recording the video in a corner.

This kind of eavesdropping was not something Ye Chen wanted to do.

There was no way around it; there were always people who insisted that Ye Chen use the invisibility pill to do these things.

The invisibility pills should have had a wider variety of uses, but in Ye Chen's case, they became a tool specifically for paparazzi.

If this pill fell into the hands of a shut-in, they could come up with 100 ingenious ways to use the invisibility pill!

Ye Chen had no idea what the pills in the thin young man named Xiao An's hand were or what would happen if he took them, but it certainly wouldn't be anything good!

If it were some kind of random, nonsensical thing, and that young man just stood there in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, that would indeed be very troublesome.

This could be a fatal blow to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

Being investigated is inevitable, and their reputation may collapse, making it difficult to stay here in the future.

The owner of this clinic really goes to any lengths.

Ye Chen disappeared from the spot and quickly caught up with the thin young man.

The thin young man jogged all the way to the Xuanzhen Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic and stepped inside.

There were no patients at that moment, and Li Wenlong asked as someone entered, "Come sit here, what's wrong?"

"Hello, I... I have a headache and would like to ask you to give me acupuncture!" The thin young man repeated his purpose, following the rooster-voiced boss's script.

"Headache? Any other symptoms? Do you feel nauseous? Hold out your hand so I can see!"

Li Wenlong looked at the thin young man and assumed that he had just caught a common cold. He wanted to take his pulse first.

However, the thin young man refused outright: "It's nothing, I'm fine. I just came over to say a few words. I... I'm going to the hospital to get checked out!"

As he spoke, he walked straight out the door.

Anyway, he said everything Boss Li told him to say.

Mr. Li didn't emphasize that he absolutely had to get acupuncture here; he just finished his sales pitch.

If the Chinese teacher taught correctly, this is how it should be understood!

And he needs to go to the hospital to be observed to see what kind of medicine he just took.

He was starting to feel his body becoming unresponsive.

He wasn't stupid; Boss Li probably wanted to use him to frame the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

He may be broke, but there are some things that can't be done without any moral boundaries just because you're broke.

His intuition told him he had to go to the hospital, otherwise the problem might be serious!

The thin young man walked to the entrance of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and dialed 120 directly.

He noticed that his vision was becoming distorted and blurry.

His stiff body greatly hindered his movement.

It's clearly impossible for me to walk to the hospital by myself anymore!

Li Wenlong looked at his retreating figure, somewhat puzzled.

What's wrong with this person? He came in, said a couple of words, and then left?

They even said they wanted to go to the hospital? This is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic; doesn't that show a lack of trust?

At that moment, the thin young man stumbled and fell to the side.

Li Wenlong glanced suspiciously towards the doorway: "Hey, are you alright?"

Hearing the commotion, Dongzi hurried towards the door, exclaiming, "What happened? How could you be so careless while walking!"

The thin young man coughed twice: "No, nothing's wrong, my body's just a little out of control!"

He struggled to get up, but after several attempts, he still couldn't get up completely.

Finally, the thin young man turned around and sat on the ground, deliberately moving to the doorway so as not to obstruct normal passage.

Seeing this, Dongzi went over and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

"I...I think I've been poisoned. I've already called 120!" The thin young man squinted, his breathing somewhat labored.

"Poisoning?" Dongzi shouted into the house, his eyes wide. "Old Li, this young man seems to be poisoned; he looks quite unwell!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wenlong hurriedly got up and came out to greet him.

Li Wenlong went to the thin young man's side and began to check his physical signs, and also took his pulse!

Li Wenlong's brows furrowed slightly as he asked疑惑地问道, "Strange! Could it be a neurotoxin?"