An Enormous Favor

Shen Jingchuan hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Professor Wen, his tone frank:

"To be honest, this ginseng is not an ordinary product that can be found on the market. Last time, Meng Ke told me that you have always taken good care of her, and she wanted to lend you a hand, so I took this one out. It's not that there's no way to find another one, but it's not something that money can solve; it depends on fortuitous opportunity."

Professor Wen's eyes lit up, sensing there was room for negotiation in the words, and he quickly nodded:

"I understand that such heavenly materials and earthly treasures cannot be measured by gold and silver. I feel bad that you would have to use your great favor to exchange for them."

However, the person who needs the medicine is of special status, not an ordinary merchant family. This matter is of great importance, and I cannot say more. Rest assured, I, Wen, am not a money-grubber; I will never let you suffer a loss for no reason.

Meng Ke gently smoothed things over from the sidelines:

"Professor Wen, we know your character better than anyone else, there's absolutely no doubt about that. But we'll have to see if we can make contact with Jingchuan. Please don't rush, let him ask around."

"Yes, yes, yes, it was just that I, the old man, was too impatient."

Professor Wen chuckled, his tone softening:

"Young Friend Shen, if you're truly in a difficult situation, that's fine; I would never force you. But if you really have a way, please try your best to accommodate me—to be honest, this isn't me owing you a favor, it's someone else owing you a huge one. As for money, you don't need to worry; just name your price."

Shen Jingchuan nodded slightly, not making his statement entirely:

"Okay, I'll go back and contact them to see if we can have this opportunity again. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

After the meal, Shen Jingchuan took his leave, and Professor Wen went straight to the detached house in the backyard. Two upright guards stood at the door, and after seeing the visitor, they nodded slightly and gestured for him to come in.

He climbed the steps to the second floor, where an elderly man in his eighties was slowly moving his legs while holding onto the windowsill. Although he was thin, his back still carried the dignified air of someone who had long held a high position. It was none other than Elder Yang, who had just recovered from his illness.

"Xiao Wen, you're back?" The old man turned his head at the sound of footsteps and spoke in a calm and familiar tone, "Did you see that young man? How did it go?"

"I found them." Professor Wen approached, his tone tinged with joy. "They've agreed to contact them and see if they can get the same type of ginseng again."

Elder Yang nodded slowly, stopped what he was doing, and said calmly:

"Don't push them too hard. These kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures are a matter of fortuitous opportunity; if I get them, I'm lucky; if I lose them, it's my destiny. You can't force them."

"I understand," Professor Wen quickly replied. "I didn't force him. I just told him to name his price and see if he could get in touch with the right people. I didn't mean to coerce him in the slightest."

"This isn't about money."

Elder Yang smiled, a meaningful look in his eyes:

"A young man who can produce something like this is extraordinary. They've already investigated; this kid comes from a very ordinary family background. He must be someone with a great fortuitous opportunity."

As the car drove away from the sanatorium, Meng Ke turned to look at Shen Jingchuan, who was driving beside her, and spoke softly:

"Jingchuan, from what you just said, that ginseng wasn't just ordinary wild ginseng? It's even better than the usual kind?"

Shen Jingchuan paused slightly on the steering wheel, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to reveal the secrets of the space and Spiritual Qi.

He didn't want the girl he loved to get involved in these complicated matters; the more he knew, the more concerns he would have.

"It is indeed of much better quality than ordinary wild ginseng, but in the end, it is still ginseng, not some kind of magic pill."

Meng Ke couldn't help but laugh:

"Of course I know there are no magic pills in this world. But from what you're saying, it seems like I can get another one?"

"There are connections, but it requires using personal relationships, so it's not that easy."

Meng Ke nodded, his tone softening:

"Jingchuan, I don't want to pry into your secrets. I know they're your secrets, and I won't inquire. I just want to say that it's good if I can help, but it's okay if I can't. The other party seems to have a powerful background, but don't force yourself to do things you don't want to do just to please them. You should weigh the pros and cons yourself."

I know what I'm doing.

Shen Jingchuan glanced at her, his tone softening:

"Don't you know me? I've never been the kind of person who would go to great lengths to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy, or to get promoted and make a fortune."

"That's true." Meng Ke's eyes crinkled with relief. "If you were that kind of person, it would be wrong of you."

Shen Jingchuan was silent for a moment, then added:

"Xiao Ke, it's not that I don't trust you. The less you know about some things, the less trouble you'll have. All you need to know is—I would never do anything illegal or disorderly."

"I know." Meng Ke leaned closer, his voice gentle yet firm:

"Darling, don't worry, I don't mind at all, and I understand completely. Do whatever you want; I know you care about me, and that's enough."

Shen Jingchuan didn't plan to send the ginseng over immediately. He had already made up his mind to give it to them. This little thing was nothing special to him; he could easily buy it in the other world. But if he gave it away too easily, it would arouse suspicion, and the other party wouldn't cherish it.

When he arrived in the other world, he sold more than a hundred mirrors. Then he went to the pharmacy and picked out five top-quality ginseng roots that were over two hundred years old, storing them all in his Ring space to nurture them.

This thing doesn't take up much space, and it will come in handy for both emergency rescues and favors in the future. It's always good to have a few extra.

On the morning of the third day, when he figured things were about right and he didn't want to keep the old man waiting any longer, he finally dug out the number Professor Wen had given him when they met and dialed it.

The phone was answered almost immediately after ringing for two or three seconds, Professor Wen's voice carrying an barely concealed urgency:

"Young Friend Shen? Is there any progress on the matter?"

"As you expected, we got two."

"Really? That's wonderful!" Professor Wen's voice immediately brimmed with joy.

"Moreover, these two are of even better quality than the last one, and they're nearly two hundred years old."

"That's even better, that's even better!" Professor Wen exclaimed repeatedly, his tone full of excitement. "Do you want me to go get it, or..."

"How could I trouble you to make this trip?"

Shen Jingchuan interrupted him:

"I know you're in a hurry, I'll set off and send it over right now. Young people are on their feet. I just don't know if Meng Ke is free. If she is, I'll take her with me. Same place as before?"

"Yes, yes, the usual place. Xiao Meng, if you're free, definitely come along. Lunch is on me, let's have a good meal." Professor Wen laughed heartily, "Don't be shy with me."

"That's so embarrassing."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? You've helped me so much, a meal is nothing."