Power and wealth bring fragrance

"Mr. Wei, please have some tea."

"Regarding the invitation to be a consultant, what do you think...?"

Dean Hong's overly solicitous smile gave Wei Yuan goosebumps.

Wei Yuan calmly raised his cup to drink tea, ignoring Dean Hong's remarks.

After Wei Yuan exposed the middle-aged doctor's collusion with the New Medical Group to use unapproved new drugs, Dean Hong immediately ordered the security guards to take the man into custody and then prepare to hand him over to the police station.

In an effort to salvage the hospital's reputation, Wei Yuan was invited to serve as a hospital consultant in front of numerous patients' families.

To be fair, serving as a consultant is not a bad idea.

To unlock the Diting Inheritance, you need to punish evil and promote good to accumulate merit. Isn't saving people the best way to do good?

However, Wei Yuan did not agree on the spot.

Being a consultant was to help the hospital boost its reputation, as Dean Hong needed his help.

Agreeing too quickly would make him seem worthless and wouldn't make the hospital take him seriously. It's better to wait and see.

Seeing that Wei Yuan remained silent, Dean Hong wisely offered his own bargaining chip.

"The title of consultant is just a formality. You don't need to be in the office regularly; you can just come a few times a month."

"An annual salary of two million, plus an additional one hundred thousand for each patient treated."

"And if you have any medical needs, the hospital can mobilize all its resources to help you, how about that?"

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He doesn't really care about money anymore.

Four hundred million is still waiting for him outside the city to receive it; compared to that, a salary of two million is nothing.

What moved Wei Yuan was the promise to mobilize all the hospital's resources to help him.

He originally intended to establish himself in the jade gambling and jewelry industry, but his falling out with Taiyue Group and Bafu Group has narrowed his prospects in the industry.

Even with the help of Liu Xiangrong's Jinyu Group, things didn't improve much.

Moreover, although gambling on jade can bring in money quickly, its potential is ultimately not high.

To obtain good raw stones, one had to maintain good relations with the warlords of Annam, thus becoming severely dependent on them.

Therefore, Wei Yuan had already considered giving up gambling on stones.

It wasn't that Wei Yuan was afraid, but rather that the return on investment wasn't worthwhile, far less than the other path Wei Yuan had just considered.

A person may live a life without jewelry or jade, but they will never be indifferent to health and beauty.

This is the golden path that inspired Wei Yuan when he was saving people.

If others can sell this medicine, why can't he?

To buy raw stones, one needs to fly to the mines and curry favor with warlords to obtain the best sources. But if one creates a blockbuster medicine, everyone will have to kneel down and beg him!

And making medicine is inseparable from hospitals.

Moreover, Wei Yuan wanted to test some rare medicinal formulas to enhance his strength and cure illnesses, but the ingredients in those formulas were increasingly difficult to find.

Putting everything else aside, the medicinal materials for the healer's terminal illness, which involved cutting off her pulse, were extremely difficult to find.

The most important ingredient, Earth Vein Stone Milk, can only be formed by fusing the essence of underground rivers in a cave with abundant earth energy. How could he have time to find it himself?

It's much more reliable to let the hospital find it than for him to do it himself.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, just as he was about to speak, when he inadvertently glanced at a grayish-white paperweight on Dean Hong's desk.

The long, rectangular paperweight is entirely grayish-white, yet it doesn't appear gloomy; on the contrary, it has a very gentle feel.

If you look at it for a long time, you can even feel the ripples of water, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Wei Yuan stared blankly at the paperweight, unable to resist wanting to touch the Di Ting tattoo on his chest.

No, does Di Ting have any special ability to make wishes come true?

He was just using the example of the earth vein stalactite to illustrate how difficult it is to find medicinal herbs, and how it would be easier if the hospital helped. But when he looked up, he saw such a large piece of earth vein stalactite on the table.

Is this thing already so common that it's everywhere?

Wei Yuan picked up the stone paperweight made of earth vein stalactite, and the moment he touched it, he knew it was undoubtedly genuine.

It has a delicate feel and a warm sensation after holding it for a while, like soaking in a hot spring. It is definitely a type of mineral stalactite.

"Where did you get this thing?"

Dean Hong thought Wei Yuan had taken a liking to the paperweight, and generously said...

"This is a paperweight that a friend of mine specially gave me because he knows I like calligraphy."

"If Mr. Wei likes it, then it's yours."

Wei Yuan gave him a strange look, then grabbed the paperweight and stood up without any hesitation.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Advisor, I agree."

"Also, I'd like to trouble Dean Hong to ask your friend where he got this thing. I'd like to buy a few more to make some gadgets."

Upon hearing Wei Yuan's agreement, Dean Hong was overjoyed.

"It's nothing, then let's have a pleasant collaboration."

After finalizing the cooperation, Wei Yuan didn't linger and went straight to Grandpa Lin's hospital room.

We'll have to ask him about the whereabouts of the gold mine.

Upon entering the ward, Wei Yuan saw the grandfather and grandson chatting and laughing, enjoying each other's company.

When Lin Wanxing saw Wei Yuan, she quickly stood up, her face full of gratitude.

"Brother Wei, thank you for saving my grandfather."

Wei Yuan waved his hand, sat down, took Grandpa Lin's pulse, and asked.

"Is there anything else that's bothering the old man?"

"I've already spoken with the hospital about what happened earlier, and they've promised to treat you for free. Just relax and stay here."

Grandpa Lin was equally grateful.

"The old man is already incredibly lucky to have survived; he wouldn't dare hope for anything else."

"I also want to thank the deliveryman for taking good care of my granddaughter."

"Wanxing, quickly go get a glass of water."

Lin Wanxing hurriedly went to pour water, but there was no water in the kettle, so she went out of the ward to get water.

As soon as she left, the smile on Grandpa Lin's face gradually faded, and he suddenly changed the subject.

"I've already heard about Wanxing's experience. You're here because you want to find out about that ore, right?"

Wei Yuan was somewhat surprised by Grandpa Lin's frankness, but he immediately realized that Grandpa Lin had deliberately sent Lin Wanxing away, probably to talk about something private.

So Wei Yuan didn't hesitate and said directly.

"So, you know that the ore is real?"

"That little girl thought it was fake, and she even felt bad after I bought it."

After he bought it yesterday, Lin Wanxing awkwardly told him that she knew the ore was fake, but her grandfather kept saying it was gold ore, and she didn't want to contradict the old man.

This time, it was because my grandfather was hospitalized and we didn't have money for treatment that I was forced to suppress the shame of lying and think of selling myself to save my grandfather.

Wei Yuan also thought that the old man was just playing with his granddaughter, but now it seems that's not the case.

Grandpa Lin sighed.

"This ore was the only thing her parents sent back before their accident. I didn't believe it at first, but I secretly broke off a piece and took it to a jewelry store to have it checked before I found out it was real."

"I told her it was a gold mine, but actually it was to protect her. Who would have thought that there would actually be a gold mine in our family?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help but admire the old man's wisdom.

Yes, who would believe that a sixteen-year-old girl from a poor family would actually have a gold ore?

That was a brilliant move, played brilliantly even in the darkest hour.

"Then tell me, it is..."

Wei Yuan looked at Grandpa Lin tentatively.

If you're going to play the underdog game, you should play it to the end.

Although Wei Yuan saved him, he was still a complete stranger to him.

If they knew that their family might have connections to the gold mine, it would be hard not to harbor malicious intentions.

Saying it so directly doesn't fit the style of protecting Lin Wanxing from the shadows.

The old man remained silent, then suddenly spoke.

"Young man, please tell me the truth, how much longer do I have to live?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan immediately understood the old man's meaning.

After a moment's hesitation, Wei Yuan spoke frankly.

"At most half a month."

"Although I have saved your life, you have been in a state of suspended animation for too long, your body has been severely damaged, and your vital essence has been depleted. You will not live much longer."

Grandpa Lin did not show sadness upon hearing this, clearly having anticipated it.

"Thanks, buddy, for not hiding it from me."

"I had a premonition when I woke up that I had lived long enough."

"But Wanxing is still too young, I have to make plans for her."

"This young man can tell the difference between real and fake gold ore, and he also has such amazing medical skills. He is obviously no ordinary person."

"So, I'd like to shamelessly ask you for a favor."

Wei Yuan had already guessed what he was going to say, and nodded slightly.

"you say."

Grandpa Lin stared intently into Wei Yuan's eyes.

"Young man, you stood up for Wanxing and saved this old man. You are a good person."

"After I leave, I would like to trouble you to take care of her."

"No need for much, just until she graduates from university."

"As payment, I can tell you the location of the gold mine, okay?"

Wei Yuan looked into Grandpa Lin's eyes, his heart churning with emotions, and remained silent for a long time.