After finishing the harvest of this copy, Wang Zhifan looked at his phone and found that it was still very early, before noon, so he continued to work.
First, he called his former teammate Chu Wei and learned that Chu Wei's return to the real world was not set at the Marriott Grand Hotel they had written before. He was currently alone in his apartment dormitory, so he reminded the other party not to leak his strength to others. After all, although he is not afraid of trouble at the moment, he does not want to cause a lot of trouble for nothing.
After hearing this, Chu Wei on the other side of the phone immediately said that she would not talk to others about this matter. She has never been the kind of person who talks too much. Then she also expressed her gratitude to Wang Zhifan for helping her win a very difficult dungeon. She was also lucky enough to receive two Fine Tier rewards and two ordinary-level rewards.
Wang Zhifan immediately congratulated Chu Wei on his generous harvest from this copy. Don't think that he was being pretentious when he said this. In fact, he really would not underestimate Fine Tier's rewards, because he is currently wearing five pieces of Fine Tier equipment. It is clear that although Fine Tier's items are not particularly powerful, they still have considerable practical value.
After talking to Chu Wei on the phone, Wang Zhifan then called Chen Ming and learned that the other party had left Marriott Grand Hotel and returned to his home, so he told him what he had asked to keep secret. Chen Ming immediately assured Wang Zhifan on the phone that he would not lie.
After this topic ended, Wang Zhifan started calling Chen Ming for another purpose, which was to collect wool from local tyrants.
Just listen to what he said to Chen Ming on the other side of the phone at this moment, "Ah Ming, I just revealed a good treatment elixir in the dungeon. It may be helpful to your condition. Do you want to give it a try?"
As soon as Wang Zhifan finished speaking, to his surprise, Chen Ming, the boy in a wheelchair on the other side of the phone, didn't seem to be very interested in his news. Chen Ming's voice without any emotion came quickly:
"Brother Xie Fan cares! But Brother Fan, I have already bought various elixirs, potions, magic potions and charms on the forum to try to cure the disease, but none of them have any obvious effect. Some of them have even caused serious side effects. My condition has gradually worsened recently, which should be the reason for using these things indiscriminately. So I understand Brother Fan's kindness. My condition is too serious, so I don't..."
"Stop it! Stop it!"
Wang Zhifan was speechless when he heard that Chen Ming was going to ruin his plan to recruit rich people before it even started, so he forcibly interrupted Chen Ming's words and said, "A Ming, you have to believe it Me! The pills I am going to recommend to you are by no means comparable to the ordinary ones on the forum, and the efficacy is guaranteed to be first-rate! And I can let you try one first to see the effect. If it has no effect or has negative effects, I will be responsible, and you will never suffer any loss..."
In order to get as much money as possible from the wealthy, Wang Zhifan used the energy he had used to work as a salesperson before traveling across time, and directly blew him away, scaring Chen Ming on the other end of the phone. After a while, he changed his mind and agreed to be the Xiaobai rat for him to test the effect of the elixir.
Of course, for Chen Ming to agree to such a thing so quickly, it must be because he trusts and values Wang Zhifan very much, and does not want to cause conflicts with him because of such things.
With Chen Ming's consent, Wang Zhifan quickly left his flat and went directly to the urban mansion where Chen Ming lived to find him. In front of his old housekeeper, he poured a Heavenly Origin Pill into his palm.
"Brother Fan, I really ate it."
At this moment, in the luxuriously decorated living room, Chen Ming was sitting in a wheelchair under Wang Zhifan's burning eyes. He looked at the black pill that Wang Zhifan had just poured into his palm with a slightly determined expression, feeling that his current behavior was inexplicably tragic.
"Sir, does the medicine you gave the second young master have a drug test permit? Can you show it?"
The old butler in black and white uniform standing next to Chen Ming also had a slightly serious expression and asked Wang Zhifan.
He actually doesn't agree with Chen Ming taking such pills of unknown origin, but Chen Ming trusts the young man in front of him very much, and he saw this young man yesterday at Marriott Grand Hotel, and he also met him He saw some strange sights that he had not noticed in the past years, so he chose to ask verbally instead of forcibly stopping him. After all, he knew very well that Chen Ming's situation was very serious and could not be solved by conventional medical methods and drugs.
"Eat quickly! Don't worry, I'm here. If something goes wrong, I won't be able to escape."
Wang Zhifan ignored the old housekeeper's words and immediately urged Chen Ming to take medicine quickly, otherwise they would continue to struggle and his plan to harvest wool would be shelved.
"Okay! Brother Fan! I believe you!"
When Chen Ming, a boy in a wheelchair, saw that Wang Zhifan spoke so clearly, he immediately became heartbroken and stuffed the black pill on his palm into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.
The next minute, he saw two people, an old man and a young man, staring at him like giant pandas in a zoo, which made him feel a little helpless.
"How's it going? Do you feel it?"
"Second Young Master, do you want to call the doctor?"
Not long after, both Wang Zhifan and the old housekeeper asked Chen Ming in the wheelchair with great concern, causing the young man to shake his head.
"Brother Fan, Uncle Liu, I don't feel anything obvious... This is normal. I don't have any feeling in my lower body."
The young man obviously had no expectations for the pill Wang Zhifan just provided. This was not the first time he had taken this kind of thing. He had experienced too many disappointments and was already convinced.
"Don't worry. If it doesn't work, just wait. It's only been less than two minutes."
After listening to Chen Ming's words, Wang Zhifan realized that he was a little impatient just now. He regarded Heavenly Origin Pill as an elixir and thought that all problems could be solved directly in one gulp. In fact, this was too demanding for a bottle of 22-piece Heavenly Origin Pill with only the grade Excellent Tier. I am afraid that it would not be possible to have such a magical effect unless the elixir of Epic Tier was needed.
A few more minutes passed quickly.
Just when Wang Zhifan was about to ask Chen Ming about his specific feelings, he suddenly heard the boy in the wheelchair in front of him exclaim:
"Brother Fan! Uncle Liu! My legs... my legs seem to be feeling! So numb! My legs feel so numb!"
"Second Young Master!"
Before Wang Zhifan could respond, the old butler Uncle Liu next to him stretched out his hand and tapped Chen Ming's leg in surprise, and then asked, "Second boy, do you feel it?"
Following the old housekeeper's inquiry, Chen Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair, immediately nodded his head several times and replied quickly, "Yes! It really is! And I seem to be able to move my legs on my own!"
Chen Ming Before he finished speaking, Wang Zhifan and the old housekeeper in front of him saw that the young man's thin legs, which were originally like dead objects, were slowly lifted up without any external force.