Chapter 9 A Prescription Pact for Sins of Evil Intention (2/2)

The old, mysterious clinic echoed with the sound of knives being sharpened.

The cold sweat kept gushing out of Jiang Yilong's forehead. Within ten seconds he was devastated. ”What do I have to do to get the opportunity that you talked about?” he asked.

Ning Tao put away his knife and coldly said, ”This clinic has its own rules. I'll give you a prescription, and you sign it, and then I'll cure your stroke. But remember, as soon as you sign my prescription, you'll have to carry it out meticulously. Otherwise, you'll end up worse than stroke and paralysis. Your life will become a living hell!”

”I... I will sign it,” Jiang Yilong quavered.

Ning Tao went back to the desk, took out the ledger and prescription, correspondingly writing down the terms of eliminating sin according to each sin on the ledger. For example, he should kneel down in front of Jiang Hao and her mother, apologize to them, and return the property he transferred before he divorced Jiang Hao's mother; He should compensate the villagers whose houses were demolished forcibly, and donate money to orphanages and nursing homes...

It took Ning Tao 15 minutes to finish the prescription. Then he brought it to Jiang Yilong.

Jiang Yilong turned blue at the sight of the prescription. ”Is... isn't it to give away all my fortune?” he asked.

”You got all your money from evil acts,” Ning Tao denounced, his eyes holding a stern look. ”All your property was stolen from others. You should not have gotten it. This prescription is for you to make amends to those you have hurt, and to take away your sins and to save your life. You can either sign it or rot in your sickbed. It's up to you.”

”Can you leave me some property?”

”No way!” Ning Tao barked. Then he took the knife for cutting medicine.

Jiang Yilong panicked and cried, ”Wait... I'll sign!”

Ning Tao cut Jiang Yilong's finger with the knife.

Blood gushed from Jiang Yilong's finger, but he could not feel pain.

Ning Tao grabbed Jiang Yilong's hand, and the bleeding finger, and then asked in a deep voice, ”Jiang Yilong, once you sign it, you can't back out. Are you sure you want to sign it?”

Jiang Yilong bit his lip and said, ”Better a living coward than a dead hero... I... Sign!”

Ning Tao signed Jiang Yilong's name on the prescription for the sin of evil intention with Jiang Yilong's blood finger.

The instant Jiang Yilong's name had just been written, the same thing appeared on the ledger, one after the other, verbatim.

After studying it during the daytime, Ning Tao knew this was the bill. Jiang Yilong signed the prescription pact in blood, and every time he completed one term, it would disappear. If Jiang Yilong refused to do so, it was up to Ning Tao, the go-between of good and evil, to intervene.

There was a deadline in prescription pact written by Ning Tao. Jiang Yilong had half a month to eliminate all sins on the prescription pact.

Ning Tao had a short window of time because he was only 29 days away from paying the rent. He could have set a generous time limit, but would he then have a life to intervene?

”I, I have signed it. Cure me quickly.” Jiang Yilong was worried that Ning Tao might back out.

Ning Tao coldly said, ”Don't worry. I warn you, you must complete all contents within half a month, otherwise, I will let you live rather die!”

”I will. Cure me please,” Jiang Yilong pleaded.

Ning Tao picked up a Primary Elixir and put it to Jiang Yilong's mouth.

Jiang Yilong hurriedly opened his mouth and ate the Primary Elixir.

The good-evil tripod with a human face suddenly let out a weird voice, like the cry of thousands of ghosts. The smoke in the tripod was coming out faster and thicker. Wisps of smoke were winding toward Jiang Yilong, and in a twinkling of an eye, he and the bed were engulfed by the smoke.

”If I can survive, I'm going to figure out the history of this clinic and the secret of the good-evil tripod. I'm not going to be controlled by this clinic like Chen Pingdao who had to fool the next owner in order to get out. I'm going to get out of here, open and aboveboard!” Ning Tao swore it to himself.

Jiang Yilong suddenly grunted and passed out.

Ning Tao opened the convenient door and moved the bed to its original place. He took out his phone and checked the time. 52 minutes had passed since he had taken Jiang Yilong to the clinic, and he had eight minutes left on his appointment with Jiang Hao. He then put the phone away and went to the bathroom to get a towel, wet it and wipe the blood lock off the wall. Finally, he also brought back the nightstand, which was against the door, and put it in its place.

He had done what he should have done. What would happen next?

Ning Tao didn't know.