67 A Pillow just when you need i (1/2)

Chapter 67: A Pillow just when you need it

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[Could I treat rabies? Do I looked like an old Han medical doctor to you?] Jiang Chen with an odd expression touched his face.

”Brother, are you crazy?” His sister, standing beside him, face palmed as the doctor and nurses also gave off helpless expressions.

Even Li Gangming’s face twitched, Jiang Chen guessed that this guy must have wanted to laugh, but didn’t dare to do so.

But Wang Zhiyong gazed at Jiang Chen, full of expectations. As if he was certain Jiang Chen would know a way.

Rabies?

A smile full of meaning appeared on Jiang Chen’s face.

Rabies actually was not a problem to him. For the 21st century medical practices, it was an incurable disease, but it was easily solved in the 22nd century.

In his storage, there was a D-level antibiotic that clearly stated it would cure rabies, aids…

He purchased it the first time he went to the Sixth Street after he injected the genetic vaccine. Even after Sun Jiao told him that after the injection of the genetic vaccine, his body would be resistant to most of the diseases, he decided to buy it because it was cool. ”I understand the rationale, but I just want to buy it because I haven’t heard of the existence of a ”godly” medicine. It’s not like I lack crystals.”

He forgot that he had it in his storage dimension or else he would have given it to Xia Shiyu, saving the trip to the hospital.

”What’s your name, sir?” However, seriousness showed on Wang Zhiyong’s face.

Or the expression of grasping onto the last straw.

Although western medicine could not cure rabies, his fantasy for Wushu made him believe that a ”secret cure” was out there to cure the incurable disease.

Wang Zhiyong was always this straightforward. He would immediately do something even if it did not go through his head.

Normally that would have been rude and unreasonable, but now he seemed filial.

But the ”secret cure” didn’t exist. If it did exist, then their ancestors should be awarded a Nobel prize.

The medicine was in the storage dimension.

But Jiang Chen was hesitant.

[Should he save the person?

Or how should he save the person.]

”Jiang Chen.” He first introduced himself.

”My name is Wang Zhiyong, this is my sister Wang Xinran. If Sir you know any masters that could save my father, I’ll do anything to repay the favor!” Wang Zhiyong held his fists together and greeted.

Jiang Chen looked troubled as he pondered.

It was clear that Wang Zhiyong is an important military official. From this ”bastard’s” attitude, he didn’t just depend on himself to climb the social ladder. Then it must mean his father is extremely influential.

Jiang Chen now had no support in Wanghai city. Although he has the money and the guns, if he did get himself into trouble, it would be problematic. Running to Los Santos was not something he wanted to do soon. Who knows if that crazy guy solved his own issue yet.

He considered that his wealth could attract potential wrongdoers, and so he actually did try to make some friends within the political circle. Regardless of the method, he must find a way to establish a relationship. Or else, if he created some unique and someone forcefully took over, he would have nowhere to reason. Since the political situation in the country was like this, he must play by the rules.

What kind of favor was greater than saving a life? This was a great opportunity.

A Pillow just when you needed it the most.

Jiang Chen was moved, but he still needed to think of a way to make this story sound more believable.

Wang Zhiyong looked simple minded, so he should be easy to convince. But his sister seemed to be intelligent and hard to fool. If he just took out the medicine, it would be hard to explain. The authenticity would also be questioned.