At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Li Ming arrived in the northern urban area of ​​Zhongzheng City. Not long after the vehicle turned into the intersection, he parked in front of an old house with red paint falling off.

This old house, which cannot be called a villa, is erected after three or five trees that seem to have been carefully maintained. Under the street light, the ivy climbed half of the roof along the roots of the house. In conjunction with the drizzle under the dark sky, an old and decayed atmosphere came, which is extremely rare in Zhongzheng City.

After getting off the car, Li Ming took a suitcase from Yu Qingyu and then weighed it in his hand.

I have to say that Li Ming doesn't like checks. Although it is simpler to pay and easier to carry, it lacks the feeling of putting it in bundles of cash in suitcases.

"Are you planning to bribe him with money?" Yu Qingyu asked immediately as she looked at the suitcase in Li Ming's hand.

"It can't be said to be a bribe. I just want him to comment on Hailes Pharmaceutical from a different perspective." Li Ming shrugged and said, "In other words, I prefer to call this method [business]."

"Business?" Yu Qingyu said speechlessly, "Business shouldn't be a buying and selling goods? Why has people's position become something that can be bought and sold?"

"Selling, since it is a transaction, as long as one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell, it is enough." Li Ming said with a smile, and walked towards the main entrance of the old house, "Let's go."

When they reached the door, the two came to the eaves. Yu Qingyu put away the black umbrella in his hand and pressed the doorbell on the wooden frame next to the house.

After the ringtone rang, while waiting for the professor named Wheeler to open the door, Yu Qingyu sighed and looked at Li Ming and asked, "Can you really use money to measure the value of anything?"

"I don't know either, but I think so." Li Ming replied without comment.

"Don't you think there are some things, such as benevolence, righteousness and morality, that are hard to buy? What if he doesn't agree? Do you think your money is enough?" Yu Qingyu spoke again and tried to persuade Li Ming to give up using money to insult such a respected doctor.

"Pure morality is the highest quality of human beings, and it is indeed precious." The footsteps coming through the door were getting closer and closer. Li Ming smiled slightly and stood up straight and said, "If you don't have enough money, then I'll buy a few taels."

A creaking sound came out, the wooden door was slowly opened, and an old man in his sixties appeared in front of Li Ming.

Although silver and black hair were intertwined, the moment Li Ming contacted his eyes, he felt the rare calmness revealed in his torch-like eyes.

With one hand, Professor Wyler looked at the man and woman in front of him with a puzzled look and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, I'm from Hailes Pharmaceutical. An article you published previously pointed out the problems in our company. This time I came here with sincerity to eliminate the misunderstandings between us." Li Ming put his hand in front of his chest and spoke sincerely.

I don’t know if it’s because the heart is in the chest, but we often see that when we express our sincerity in many occasions, we will put our hands on our chest, and this posture often gives others a feeling of trust.

After Li Ming finished speaking, Professor Wyler's eyes slowly moved down along Li Ming's face, and finally stopped in the suitcase held in Li Ming's hand. He suddenly realized but wanted to speak and said, "So it's you, but what is the sincerity you are talking about?"

Without too much nonsense, Li Ming directly held the suitcase with his left hand and opened it.

A crisp sound of magazines sounded, and as the upper lid of the box unfolded, bundles of neatly placed green banknotes appeared in front of Professor Wyler.

"Good guy, I don't have that much salary in my life. How much does it have to be?" Professor Wyler said with a little shock after a moment of silence.

"Why don't you dig it?" Li Ming said.

"Wait, I don't wear reading glasses, I'll go back to get it now." Professor Wyler reached out and touched the banknotes in the suitcase, took back his hand and said with some unsatisfactory words.

After saying that, Professor Wyler walked into the house with a hurried expression.

Looking at Wheeler turning around and walking towards the room, Yu Qingyu said in disbelief, "Just... that's it?"

Just a box of banknotes, no exchange and negotiation involving any conditions, no words or delusions, this person named conscience in the medical community sold his professional ethics for decades?

Isn’t it too worthless?

With a playful smile on his face, Li Ming closed the suitcase in his hand and handed it to Yu Qingyu, and then spoke,

"There are three processes for cognizing the world: seeing mountains are mountains, seeing water is water. Seeing mountains are not mountains, seeing water is not water, seeing mountains are still mountains, seeing water is still water. Evaluating a person's thing is to return to the essence through full particularity. Let's put it this way, if Professor Wyler refuses righteously, I am still sure to convince him, but now......"

Before Li Ming finished speaking, Professor Wyler's figure appeared in front of the two.

But compared to the previous time, Professor Wheeler was holding a basin of dirty water in his hand, and he splashed at Li Ming at the front door without saying hello.

In this moment, Li Ming actually had many choices in the face of the dirty water stains in front of him.

Freeze it into ice, then break it up with [rigid force], or directly use airflow to hit it to the ground, or create barriers to isolate it.

The last time when he saw this old man coming out with water, Li Ming had the time to pull Yu Qingyu beside him.

There are many choices, but Li Ming didn't move his steps at all, just stood quietly.

"You guys who are ill-injured, you sell medicines worth a few cents and a few thousand yuan to deceive those who are terminally ill. Has your conscience been eaten by dogs? Haven't your parents taught you how to be a human being?"

Due to his age and being too excited, Professor Wyler seemed a little panting under the influence of the adrenal glands, but the anger in his eyes became even more intense.

"Those patients are already desperate enough, but what about you? You are pests lying on the body of a dying person who sucks blood. I don't know how you have the face to appear in front of me. I also misunderstood. I'll go fuck you, bah!"

After saying that, Professor Wyler slammed the door without hesitation, and this wooden door that had been baptized by the years instantly isolated Professor Wyler and Li Ming into two worlds.

Outside the door, drizzling raindrops were dripping. Li Ming, who was standing outside the door, was dirty all over and looked a little embarrassed.

Who is Li Ming? Yu Qingyu thinks he knows it very much. Killing people and eating blood, burning corpses and destroying traces cannot constitute anything that can be psychologically stressed for him, so he suddenly said nervously, "Master, that..."

After reaching out to wipe the sewage from his face, Li Ming spitted, his originally calm expression suddenly burst into a wild smile, "Hahahahaha, this old man is so fucking interesting..."

"Professor Wyler has really done a lot of good things. The old man's temper is a little stubborn. Next time I come, I will talk to him..." Although he knew that Li Ming was not that kind of impulsive person, Yu Qingyu was really afraid that he would burn the old house in front of him and the old man in it with a big fire.

Ignoring Yu Qingyu's words, the ecstasy smile on Li Ming's face instantly restrained, and he turned around and walked directly into the rainy curtain in the sky.

“Where are we going?”
Chapter completed!