Luck is.
When it's getting dark.
They finally found a private clinic built alone on the roadside with simple medical flags hanging on it.
The clinic is small, with earthen walls and wooden doors, and looks quite shabby.
A chubby, middle-aged doctor in a greasy white coat was sitting at the door and taking a nap.
Long Zhanye hurriedly stepped forward. "Doctor! Doctor! Save people quickly!"
The fat doctor was awakened.
He glanced sleepily at Long Zhanye and the three people and one beast behind him who were obviously seriously injured.
Especially when he saw the residual Soul Power fluctuations on their bodies and their embarrassed looks, a flash of shrewdness flashed in his little eyes.
He stood up slowly.
He pretended to check the injuries of An Lengye and Shen Ce.
Then he stretched out five chubby fingers and waved them in front of Long Zhanye.
"One hundred and fifty thousand Gold Soul Coin. Pay the money first, then treat the patient."
"One hundred and fifty thousand?!" Long Zhanye took a breath and couldn't believe his ears.
This is simply a sky-high price!
In Ming Capital, go to a regular clinic for injuries like this.
Even with the best medicines, I'm afraid I won't be able to use half of this amount!
"Doctor, this... this is too expensive! Can it be cheaper?"
"You see they are all seriously injured..." Long Zhanye tried to bargain.
"Cheap?" The fat doctor's face flickered and he showed a sarcastic smile.
"Boy, I've seen people bargaining for food and meat, but I've never seen people bargaining for life-saving money!"
"Too expensive?"
"Okay, the door is over there, please do it!"
"Besides my place, do you think you can find another place that can treat Spirit Master's serious injuries in these barren mountains and ridges for hundreds of miles?"
He crossed his arms and looked like he was determined to Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye's heart sank.
Indeed, there is no village or shop here, and the nearest town is probably hundreds of miles away.
The injuries of Shen Ce and An Lengye cannot be delayed.
Especially for Shen Ce, if the delay continues, the leg may really become useless and the internal injuries may worsen.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I can think of ways to make money! But do you have the ability to cure them?"
"Especially her mental trauma and his internal leg injuries!"
When the fat doctor saw Long Zhanye questioning his ability, he snorted coldly.
The Soul Power fluctuations on his body suddenly rose, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Seven optimally matched Soul Ring appeared from under his feet, and light flashed in his hand.
A Scepter, completely white with an alexandrite inlaid on the top, appeared in his hand--
They are actually rare healing devices Martial Soul, Healing Scepter!
He is also a Soul Saint level healer Spirit Master!
Seeing Martial Soul and Soul Ring, Long Zhanye was slightly relieved.
There is such a healer named Soul Saint. As long as he is willing to treat them with all his heart, the injuries of the three of them should not be a big problem.
"Okay!" Long Zhanye no longer hesitated.
He placed the unconscious An Lengye and Shen Ce and the weak Fei Yuyan in the clinic.
Then.
He took out his two level six Soul Tools and the few thousand Gold Soul Coins he had left.
"I'll keep these things with you first." Long Zhanye pushed the things in front of the fat doctor.
"Just try your best to save people and stabilize their injuries."
"Three days!!"
"Give me three days! I will definitely deliver the 150,000 Gold Soul Coin every cent!"
The fat doctor looked at the two six-level Soul Tool in good condition.
He glanced at the Level 4 Soul Engineer badge on Long Zhanye's chest again, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes.
He weighed Soul Tool, then looked at the three "hostages" on the bed, expecting that this kid wouldn't be able to escape.
"One day!" The fat doctor stretched out his short, fat fingers, "Just one day!"
"At this time tomorrow, if I don't see 150,000 Gold Soul Coin..." A cruel smile appeared on his face.
"I will throw them into the mass grave outside and let the wild dogs dismember them!"
"You--!" Long Zhanye's eyes filled with anger, and his fists clenched instantly.
But looking at his companion whose life or death was uncertain on the hospital bed, he suppressed his anger and squeezed out two words from between his teeth:
"...Okay!"
Without further words, Long Zhanye turned around and rushed out of the clinic, wings spread behind his back.
It turned into a stream of light and rushed away towards the nearest large city Sun Moon Empire.
Time is running out!
He must raise 150,000 Gold Soul Coin in one day and night!
After entering the city.
Long Zhanye went straight to the largest auction houses and Soul Tool trading markets.
He sold everything he could sell, including dozens of Soul Tool items ranging from second to fifth level.
All of them were sold quickly at prices far below the market price.
With the identity of Level 4 Soul Engineer and the quality of those objects, it has attracted many buyers.
Five hours, non-stop, racing against time.
After the last item was sold, Long Zhanye counted the gold soul cards and cash in his hand, one hundred and ten thousand!
Still missing a full 40,000!
What to do?
Suddenly a name jumped into his mind - Xu Mochen!
This guy who is greedy and has accumulated huge wealth by exploiting students must be rich!
Without any hesitation.
Long Zhanye soared into the sky again, heading in the direction of Ming Capital, rushing madly.
When he appeared panting in the luxurious office of Xu Mochen, most of the day had passed.
"Sir Xu!" Long Zhanye got straight to the point, "Lend me 40,000 Gold Soul Coin! Urgent!"
Xu Mochen, who was counting money with his legs crossed, didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this.
He sneered and said, "Borrow money? Boy, you are looking at the wrong temple!"
"I only care about making money, not about losing it!"
"The money has been given to Captain Wang Yiheng. If you want to borrow it, ask the Captain to borrow it!"
Long Zhanye had known he would be like this, so he said in a deep voice, "Borrow 40,000 yuan! In two years, I will pay you back 60,000 yuan!"
"Sixty thousand?" Xu Mochen suddenly stopped counting the money.
His little eyes widened instantly, and greedy light shot out of them.
Two years, net profit of 20,000!
The annual interest rate is as high as 25%, which is undoubtedly a huge temptation for him who is addicted to money!
The impatience and sarcasm on his face quickly faded away, replaced by a "kind-hearted" smile, he rubbed his hands and stood up:
"Oh, Zhanye, look at you, you should have told me earlier! If you have any difficulty, can you find the teacher? Can the teacher help you?"
As he spoke, he took something out of the huge storage ring on his finger.
He scanned it with fine Divine Power, made a rough estimate, and then grabbed a few heavy bags of Gold Soul Coin and threw them to Long Zhanye.
"Here, forty thousand, just a little less!" Xu Mochen stared at Long Zhanye.
There was a warning in his smile, "Remember what you said, two years, sixty thousand. If you dare to default on your debt..."
"Hey, Ming Capital is Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment's territory, you can't escape."
Long Zhanye took the money bag.
He stuffed his Storage Soul Tool directly without looking at it, with a false respect on his face.
"Don't worry, Master Xu. How dare I take advantage of you?"
"Well, that's good, let's go and do some work!" Xu Mochen waved with satisfaction and sat back on the chair.
He continued to count his money happily, as if he had already seen the scene where 60,000 Gold Soul Coin would be credited two years later.
After collecting 150,000 yuan, Long Zhanye didn't dare to stop at all.
Flying at full speed to that remote clinic again.
When he pinched the point and rushed into the clinic at the last moment of the appointment, the Soul Power in his body was almost exhausted.
He saw the fat doctor drinking tea leisurely.
The injuries of the three An Lengye were only briefly treated without any treatment!
"Where's the money?" The fat doctor glanced sideways at him.
Long Zhanye suppressed his anger and threw the big bag containing 150,000 Gold Soul Coin in front of the fat doctor.
The wallet made a muffled sound, and a few Gold Soul Coin even rolled out.
The fat doctor saw the pile of shining golden coins.
His little eyes suddenly widened and his breathing became rapid!
He has never seen so much money at once in his life!
He rushed to the money bag, grabbed a handful of Gold Soul Coin, and felt the heavy feel and charming luster.
His face was instantly filled with an ecstatic and flattering smile, and his face changed faster than turning the pages of a book!
"Haha! Little brother is indeed trustworthy! It's refreshing!" He slapped his chest and spit, "Don't worry!"
"I will cover the injuries of these three people! Within a few days, I will take care of them and return them to you three alive and kicking people! Just wait and see!"
Long Zhanye looked at his greedy face coldly and did not say another word.
He walked to the bedside, checked the conditions of the three people, and confirmed that they had not deteriorated for the time being, so he felt relieved.
Fatigue came over him, but he did not dare to relax completely, so he could only sit down on the chair next to him.
While adjusting his breath to recover, he kept a close eye on the fat doctor to make sure that he really started to help.
Tang San was lying quietly at the door, his blue eyes staring at everything in the clinic with vigilance...