Tang San Was Scammed Until Only His Underwear Remained

Tang San gulped.

"Wait, seeing a doctor requires this many procedures?"

"When I saw a doctor in Notting City, I only had to pay the treatment fee."

The Healing Physician snorted.

"Country bumpkin, this is a big city—Suotuo City—not your shabby little Notting City."

"Before treating you, I already told you it would be expensive. You were the one who asked for the best and fastest treatment."

Trembling, Tang San took out the last of his money from his Storage Ring.

"I only have thirty-five Gold Soul Coins left in total."

"Expensive doesn't mean this expensive."

The Healing Physician rolled his eyes.

"Don't you still have your Storage Soul Tool? Hand that over too."

"And your clothes."

"I'll reluctantly count those toward the remainder."

"Remember this next time: don't step through these doors if you have no money."

When Tang San walked out of Soto City First People's Hospital,

he had truly become penniless.

Even his Blue Uniform had been stripped off him.

The only thing they had not taken was his Soul Master Token, which proved his identity with Spirit Hall.

In just a few days,

he had first separated from Yu Xiaogang, then from Ye Fan and Xiao Wu, and finally from Dai Mubai.

Once he had become completely alone,

it had taken less than a few hours for the more than five hundred Gold Soul Coins he had saved up to vanish.

It felt as though his thirty or forty years of life experience had all gone to the dogs.

Especially since the month had just begun, and there were still more than twenty days before he could collect Gold Soul Coins from Spirit Hall again.

"Ugh."

Tang San squatted in a corner by the hospital wall and sighed.

He had thought venturing out into the world would be easy, but he had run into such a huge setback.

Did he have to return to his old trade, find a blacksmith shop, and work to earn money,

while waiting for his teacher to come to Suotuo City and find him?

"Dai Leader, be careful. There's a step here. Don't tear open your wound."

At the entrance of Soto City First People's Hospital,

Ye Fan and Oscar supported Dai Mubai between them and carried him inside.

This was the place with the best treatment in all of Suotuo City.

Tang San squatted in the corner, his money having been swindled away by the hospital under all sorts of pretexts. Even his Soul Tool was gone, and he desperately wanted to cry.

Ye Fan had barely helped Dai Mubai inside when he saw the description of this plot.

He glanced toward the corner and immediately spotted Tang San.

If not for the system's plot panel prompt, he would not even have noticed him.

"This hospital really is black-hearted. Nothing is more black-hearted than a hospital."

"I thought Tang San's various schemes were already invincible, but who would've thought the hospital was even fiercer? They scammed Tang San until he was almost left without even his underwear..."

"Then let's change crying into laughing."

"How could anyone not laugh at something this good?"

Making such small changes was much easier for Ye Fan now.

Although he only had three free chances each day,

he could exchange ten points for another chance.

As time passed day by day, Ye Fan's points gradually increased.

Combined with the rewards from occasional modifications, he had accumulated more than six thousand points over the past six years.

Tang San squatted in the corner, his money having been swindled away by the hospital under all sorts of pretexts. Even his Soul Tool was gone, and he desperately wanted to laugh.

Then, as Tang San cried, he suddenly began to laugh.

The corners of his mouth curled upward.

He laughed wildly like a madman.

The more Ye Fan looked at Tang San, the more familiar he seemed, somewhat like an old acquaintance.

Dai Mubai soon began his treatment at Soto City First People's Hospital.

By coincidence, the moment the three entered the treatment room, they saw some very familiar clothes.

They belonged to Tang San.

Especially since, standing by the window, Ye Fan could look down at an angle and see Tang San squatting in the corner.

Tang San was laughing strangely.

Most people avoided him like the plague,

but Small Thin Monkey, a short man barely five feet tall, fixed his gaze on him.

He slowly approached Tang San, who was cackling oddly.

After getting a clear look at Tang San, he nodded in satisfaction.

It had been a long time since he had seen such a handsome man.

"Not only does this guy look funny, he especially loves laughing too. He's special enough!"

Small Thin Monkey walked over to Tang San and struck up a conversation.

"Little brother, looks like you've fallen on hard times."

The moment Tang San heard that, he felt as though he had met a kindred spirit.

That one sentence went straight through his heart.

Still smiling, he nodded heavily.

At this point, there was nothing left to worry about. Anything worth coveting had long since been taken from him.

"I've fallen on hard times."

"I was swindled out of my money when I came out."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Small Thin Monkey was completely stunned when he heard that.

This man did not just look amusing.

It seemed like there was something wrong with his head too.

He had been swindled out of his money, and he could still laugh?

But the stranger the talent, the higher the price.

"Little brother."

"This is nothing. Everything will get better."

"Heaven gave me talents for a purpose; though a fortune is spent, it will return again."

"I have a way here that can get you back on your feet quickly."

"Want to hear it?"

Tang San froze when he heard that.

Was his opportunity finally about to arrive?

Although his gaze became exceedingly shrewd, his wild laughter did not stop in the slightest.

"What?"

Small Thin Monkey looked around before finally speaking cautiously.

"Many wealthy and powerful people in Suotuo City enjoy the company of men."

"Some of them even have rather unconventional tastes when it comes to men."

The memories of Rose Hotel instantly flooded Tang San's mind.

For a moment, Tang San felt as though his wounds had flared up again.

Either the Healing Physician had failed to treat them properly,

despite him having spent his entire fortune.

Tang San immediately questioned Small Thin Monkey.

But his incessant laughter had no intimidation whatsoever.

Instead, it made him seem like he was refusing while welcoming it.

"What do you mean by that?"

Small Thin Monkey was exceptionally perceptive when it came to reading people.

A man lived for his face, as a tree lived for its bark.

"Little brother, you're only down on your luck for now."

"But once you have money again, everything will be possible."

"This is only temporary, and the money comes quickly."

"They provide food and lodging, and you get five Silver Soul Coins per session."

"We're just making a living. There's nothing shameful about doing it for money."

Tang San gave a "ha" of laughter. He had wanted to snort, but he simply could not force down the corners of his mouth. The only sound he could make was "ha."

"You want me to sell my dignity for a few Silver Soul Coins?"

"What a joke."

"Absolutely impossible!"

"I, Tang San, am not that kind of person!"

Once Tang San realized what kind of work Small Thin Monkey was arranging for him, he immediately felt insulted and angrily refused.

When Ye Fan upstairs saw this,

a mischievous thought immediately came to him.

"Change 'refuse' to 'agree' for me."

What would Tang San's angry agreement look like?