Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 93 A Dirty Deal

"You're hurt and bleeding a lot," said Qing Zhui.

"It doesn't matter. It's a little injury, and I won't die," replied Ning Tao.

Unable to make him change his mind, Qing Zhui had to hand over the spiritual soil and grain in her arms to Ning Tao, as well as the free "scenery".

Ning Tao paused for a moment, then turned away with the spiritual soil and grain in his arms, saying, "Put your clothes on. My G.o.d."

Qing Zhui c.o.c.ked her mouth, slightly dissatisfied, but still obediently put on her clothes.

Ning Tao placed the spiritual soil and grain in the vacant lot in the middle of the clinic. It was daylight, and the spiritual soil and grain could be seen clearly without the light of the seven-star lamp.

The spiritual soil that Qing Zhui dug out from the mire was about the size of a washbasin, which smelled like spring water and looked like jade, giving the impression of a basin-shaped jadeite instead of soil.

That spiritual grain quietly lay p.r.o.ne on the spiritual soil, glitteringly gold, emitting a refres.h.i.+ng aroma of grain. In that crack it stood on that mire. When Qing Zhui dug out the spiritual soil in the mire, its roots lost the support of the mire, and the rice seedling could not stand up.

Unable to contain his excitement, Ning Tao held the grain in his hand. The ears of grain were heavy, dozens of them weighing nearly 500 grams!

"I wonder what the taste of porridge made with it is," Qing Zhui jokingly said, leaning over to Ning Tao.

"You dug up the spiritual soil and grain, and I'll give you half. You can cook porridge with it if you want," stated Ning Tao.

She shook her head. "No, I am your demon slave. I should do anything for you. I can't accept it."

Ning Tao frowned. "I want to give it to you. Take it."

Qing Zhui shook her head. "Everything I have is yours. What you give me is still yours, isn't it?"

What kind of logic was that?

Ning Tao didn't know what to say.

Qing Zhui gave a smile and said, "But you promised me you'd grow me snakeskin mushrooms."

Ning Tao smiled back. "I will go to that place tonight and bring back the branch from which you got a snakeskin mushroom, and plant snakeskin mushrooms for you."

At this moment, Qing Zhui reached out her hand from behind her, which was holding a piece of bark with white hyphae clearly visible on it.

"I cut off the bark when you came back for something," said Qing Zhui.

Ning Tao took the bark from her hand, but before he could look at it carefully, the ears on the spiritual grain suddenly drooped, and golden grains fell from the ears, scattering all over the ground.

This surprised Ning Tao, but he soon understood. Spiritual grains required three essential conditions to grow—a wet, muddy place, the spiritual soil, and a special beam of light that only s.h.i.+ned upon it. After he and Qing Zhui took it to the Sky Clinic, two of the three essentials had been lost. It was clearly dying.

Ning Tao simply pulled the rice seedling from the spiritual soil, and then put the bark Qing Zhui had brought back on the spiritual soil. It was then that a miracle was born. The dying hyphae were revived in an instant. Some of the wilted hyphae even looked like sponges that were absorbing water and swelled up little by little.

"It's really good for growing mushrooms!" Qing Zhui cried happily like a kid. "I'll have snakeskin mushrooms to eat soon!"

"Qing Zhui, how much spiritual soil is still in that mire?" asked Ning Tao.

"None, it's all here," Qing Zhui replied.

"All here?" Ning Tao was surprised.

Qing Zhui beamed. "Brother Ning, do you think there is much spiritual soil? Spiritual soil is also a treasure of the magic ancient age. It's very rare. However, there are many of it in the fairy world."

"Do you believe there really is the fairy world?" Ning Tao asked.

Qing Zhui pondered for a while before answering, "I don't know, maybe there is, maybe there isn't. I don't care. I can't go there anyway."

Ning Tao actually felt faintly doubtful about that. Then he changed the subject. "That place is a forbidden area of the Tang Sect. Tang Sect kills anyone who enters it. I suspect that there are pract.i.tioners in the Tang Sect, or they would not have kept the spiritual grain and soil there. Besides, we haven't found their nest, but it must be somewhere near it."

"Are we going to look for it?" Qing Zhui asked.

Ning Tao shook his head. "Today we are equivalent to digging their ancestral grave. We don't have to look for them, and they will come to us."

"Then I'll ask my sister to help," suggested Qing Zhui.

"No need for the time being. Let's talk about it when we can't handle them. The most important thing right now is about Ma Jiaorong you talked about. I want to earn sins of evil intention from her. This month's rent is due soon, "said Ning Tao.

His enemies—Yin Molan, Huai Kebing, and the Tang Sect—were stronger one than another, but he did not regret making enemies with them. As a natural go-between of good and evil and the owner of the Sky Clinic, he was destined to punish the wicked. Therefore, his enemies would not be fewer and fewer, but more and more!

In the face of the present and future strong enemies, he could not rely on single brute force. He wanted to be stronger. There was only one way for him to achieve it—to upgrade the Sky Clinic. Only by upgrading the clinic could he acquire more advanced cultivation methods and combat skills. The rising rent was a spur to him, to make him praise virtue and punish vice, and enforce justice on behalf of Heaven, as well as urge him to be stronger.

At present, the effective balance of good-evil rent on the ledger of bamboo slips was 161 points. He desperately needed to earn at least 139 points to upgrade the Sky Clinic, so Ma Jiaorong was now the one he couldn't wait to see.

Having made up his mind, Ning Tao put away the dozens of spirit grains and the rice seedling. Then after a brief treatment of the wound, he went out with Qing Zhui.

The afternoon sun was so strong that Shan City was as hot as a steamer.

Led by Qing Zhui, Ning Tao arrived at the gate of a kindergarten called Sunrise Kindergarten.

At the sight of the sign of Sunrise Kindergarten, Ning Tao was filled with surprise and confusion. "Qing Zhui, is that Ma Jiaorong you talked about a kindergarten teacher? How bad can she be?" he asked.

"Come with me, and you'll know when you see what she does with your own eyes." Qing Zhui bypa.s.sed the gate and took Ning Tao to the back gate of this kindergarten.

The back gate was in a quiet alley.

It was an iron gate.

Ning Tao went to the iron gate to take a look inside and saw a backyard. The backyard was still. There were seesaws, skateboards, swings and other facilities for children to play, but there was not child there.

The iron gate was locked. Ning Tao tried to push it, but it didn't open. Peeking through the crack in the gate, he noticed that there were piles of debris in the backyard and no one in sight.

Suddenly footsteps came from the corner on the other side of the alley.

Ning Tao hurriedly left the gate.

Coming out of the corner was a man in his early fifties. Dressed in a suit and a tie and s.h.i.+ny leather shoes and a leather briefcase in his hand, he looked like a decent man who seemed to have done very well.

The man talked on the phone as he walked, murmuring something. Ning Tao couldn't hear what he was saying at a distance. When he saw Ning Tao and Qing Zhui, the man paused slightly, a wary look in his eyes.

Ning Tao reached out and took Qing Zhui's hand, walked over to the man, laughing. "What would you like to eat? I'll get for you," he talked to Qing Zhui.

Qing Zhui replied with a smile, "I want a cone."

The man let his guard down, pa.s.sed Ning Tao and Qing Zhui, and then stopped at the iron gate to continue talking on the phone.

Ning Tao and Qing Zhui stopped at the corner of the alley. Ning Tao let go of Qing Zhui's hand, then stood behind the corner and peered into the alley. Qing Zhui followed his example, poking her head and peeping into the alley under him.

The man hung up his phone, stood in front of the gate and waited for about a minute before it opened.

It was a woman in her thirties, who opened the iron gate. She stepped out of the gate, looked left and right. Making sure no one was there, she demanded, "Money?"

The man took out a brown paper envelope from his briefcase and handed it to the woman.

"Follow me, as usual. You get dressed first," the woman said, turning and entering the back gate.

The man followed, and the iron gate was shut again.

Ning Tao and Qing Zhui came out from around the corner. "That woman is Ma Jiaorong, and I'll show you what she's done," Qing Zhui said.

Ning Tao nodded his head and asked, "How did you get in there?"

"One time I went over the wall into the backyard, and one time I climbed up the drain onto the roof. There is a staircase on the roof and not far down is the treatment room, where the dirty things happened."

Ning Tao had a hunch about what she was talking about. "Let's climb up the drain."

After a few minutes, Ning Tao followed Qing Zhui to climb onto the roof of Sunrise Kindergarten, and then entered the second floor of the kindergarten from the stairs on the roof.

Entering the stairwell, Ning Tao saw the treatment room Qing Zhui mentioned at a glance. Just as they were about to go the room, a door opposite the treatment room suddenly opened. Ning Tao pulled Qing Zhui, who had stepped in front of him, and returned to the stairwell leading to the roof as fast as he could.

Ma Jiaorong stepped out from behind the door with the man, who had been dressed in a suit and tie but was now wearing a white doctor's coat with a stethoscope around his neck.

"Is there any problem, Ms. Ma?" The man looked nervous.

Ma Jiaorong said, "You can rest a.s.sured. I have arranged everything. You just enjoy it."

The man was still nervous, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"You are introduced by one of my regular customers. Your friend has done this. What else are you worried about? Come on in. The wasted time is yours," Ma Jiaorong urged.

The man's concerns were finally overcome and he followed Ma Jiaorong into the treatment room.

Then Ning Tao and Qing Zhui came out of the stairwell leading to the roof, and quickly sneaked to the door of the treatment room.

The door of the treatment room was set with gla.s.s, and a curtain was drawn, but there was still a gap.

Ning Tao stood behind the door and looked through the gap, most of the room coming into sight. At one glance, he was boiling with rage!