Chapter 1 I'm Not the God of Medicine(1/2)
Blue Star, China, Liao Province, Dragon City, 21st New Year’s Eve.
After making the New Year greeting call, I stood by the window, looking at the distant sky and listening to the popping of firecrackers outside the window.
"Year after year, it's getting worse than the previous year." Wang Yan sighed with emotion.
I don’t know when, but I feel less and less like celebrating the New Year. This year is getting worse every year.
Suddenly, a blue light flashed across the sky in the distance, shining on Wang Yan's face.
In the haze, Wang Yan felt like he had a dream. He couldn't remember the details. He only remembered that he had met many people, done many things, and experienced reincarnation again and again.
Open your eyes and feel the strangeness in your body.
Before Wang Yan could think about it, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and a sci-fi-style panel appeared in front of him, and at the same time, a piece of information came into his mind.
Wang Yan
Attribute:Strength 6
Agile 7
Physique 7
Spirit 10
Unallocated points 3
Storage space 1m3
The information explains that this is a wish-making system that helps characters in the film and television world realize their wishes. The system will give some rewards after completing the wishes of the wish-maker.
The storage space was also explained. In the space, only items rewarded by the system can travel between the two worlds.
Wang Yan accepted the facts in front of him very calmly. After all, he had read many novels. They were stale and old-fashioned.
Twenty-eight-year-old Wang Yan is the only son in the family, an ordinary person with ordinary appearance. He has both parents and lives a happy life. Three years after graduation, he works as a real estate salesman in Luda City, with average performance, earning seven to eight thousand a month, and is very rich.
If you dare to think, you can make do with your small life. It can be said that you will achieve nothing.
Now that an opportunity has come from heaven, I just feel that heaven will give me a great responsibility.
As for some dark thoughts, Wang Yan didn't even think about it. What could he do if there was a conspiracy or something.
Light a cigarette.
"Hiss... Huh..."
Take a deep breath and calm down.
At this time, a prompt for adding points appears on the panel.
Wang Yanhao did not hesitate to choose spirit.
The main reason is that the spirit is high. Although it cannot improve the IQ, the mind is clear, the logic is clear, and the memory and analysis ability are greatly improved.
Strength, agility, etc. can all be improved through physical fitness, and physical fitness can be practiced.
Control the panel to add points, and the spirit changes from 10 to 13.
Instantly I felt an energy acting deep in my soul.
Feeling the coolness in his mind and the emergence of some forgotten memories, Wang Yan felt in a daze.
"This feels so damn exciting." Wang Yan had a lustful expression on his face.
How do you describe this feeling?
Like the sublimation of that trembling moment?
Or the sage state of that cigarette afterwards?
I can't describe it, just experience it for yourself.
After he was satisfied, Wang Yan tried the system space. What he took in and out was just like the novel. It was very magical.
At this time, a message pops up on the panel
"Wang Jia in "I'm Not the God of Medicine" made a wish: I hope Lu Yiyi will not commit suicide because of lack of money, and hope that her children will be safe and healthy."
Cheng Yong, the owner of an Indian oil shop, is living a miserable life. There is no business in the shop, his father is critically ill, and he cannot raise enough money for surgery. His ex-wife is pregnant with a child from a wealthy man, and they want to take away the custody of his son. One day
, the arrival of the uninvited guest Lu Yiyi opened up a new business of going to India to buy medicines as a "purchasing agent". Although there were many difficulties, he found business opportunities on this "road to buy medicines" and got out of hand.
He became the exclusive agent of Indian generic drugs for the treatment of chronic myelogenous leukemia. While making money, he also met several patients and their families, and several people started a business together. While the profits doubled, there were also hidden dangers. Cheng Yong's former
My brother-in-law was ordered to investigate the source of generic drugs. Counterfeit drug dealer Zhang Changlin and Swiss genuine pharmaceutical representative Ye were eyeing him, and the business gradually turned into a tug-of-war about redemption.
Turning on the computer and looking at the plot introduction above, Wang Yan became a member to watch the video.
Then I checked the information and planned an action plan.
I looked at the time, it was already five o'clock.
Lying on the bed, opened the system panel and selected Go.
In a flash of blue light, Wang Yan disappeared on the bed.
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Wang Yan stood outside the Shanghai Railway Station, looking at the surrounding environment and listening to the noisy sounds around him. Wang Yan was very surprised.
In reality, Wang Yan has never been to Shanghai. One moment he was in his hometown in Northeast China, and the next moment he was standing at the Shanghai train station more than ten years ago. This feeling is really... exciting.
Looking through the information coming from the system in his mind.
The identity assigned by the system is Wang Jia's eldest brother. His parents passed away a few years ago and he has no wife. They are the only two siblings left.
When I came back to Shanghai this time, I heard that my sister Wang Jia had given birth to a child, and that my brother-in-law had leukemia. The old sister borrowed money and asked for help. As the only family member, I came to see the old sister.
The system completed a series of identity information and gave 50,000 yuan in cash, all of which were placed in the space.
Watching the sunset on the horizon, I picked up a large package filled with specialties, waved to call a taxi, and found Wang Jia's neighborhood based on my memory.
After saying goodbye to the driver, Wang Yan looked at the old community in front of him, inquired about it, and walked to Wang Jia's house.
Check the address and make sure it's correct.
"Bang...bang...bang"
The iron door jingled as Wang Yan knocked on it.
"Coming, coming." After a while, the sound of moving was heard in the room.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open, revealing a man with glasses and a skinny face.
Lu Yiyi saw Wang Yan standing at the door: "Oh, brother is here, come in quickly."
As he spoke, he let the door open and complained slightly, "Why didn't you tell me when you arrived so that I could pick you up?"
"It's not like I can't find it, why bother with you?" With that said, Wang Yan squeezed into the house.
At this time, Wang Jia, who was in the room, heard the commotion and came out. When he saw Wang Yan, he shouted "big brother".
She threw herself directly on Wang Yan and burst into tears. The child was born, her husband was terminally ill, and she was anxious and helpless about the future. She vented it all when she saw Wang Yan.
Although her eldest brother ate, drank, whored, gambled, and got into fights, he was really kind to her and took care of her and protected her from childhood to adulthood.
Now that I see Wang Yan, I feel so aggrieved that I have runny noses and tears.
Wang Yan was embarrassed for a while and quickly comforted him. His head was pounding. He had never seen such a battle.
Regarding Wang Jia, Wang Yan has systematically instilled memories in his mind, as if he had experienced it personally. However, Wang Yan is somewhat repulsive subjectively, and will always feel a little unnatural when facing Wang Jia.
"Don't be so surprised. I'm not coming. Don't worry. It's okay. Don't scare the child." Try to calm Wang Jia down.
When I walked into the house, I felt a feeling of love for the little baby who was still in his infancy.
This is the time when children are attracted by others, but when they grow up, they will no longer be able to do so.
Although he doesn't have a wife in reality, it doesn't affect Wang Yan's father's feelings.
"Have you chosen a name?" Wang Yan asked.
"The one who benefited is called Lu Ping."
Wang Yan clicked his tongue and said, "Lu Ping, it's very good."
After teasing the child for a while, Wang Yan felt happy both physically and mentally as he looked at little Lu Ping, who was sleeping soundly after being tortured.
Sitting down in the living room, facing the young couple, Wang Yan asked, "How is your illness going?"
"It can't be cured, so I can only take medicine to maintain it, but the medicine is too expensive. One bottle costs 37,000 yuan, and I can take it for half a month. If I sell my old house, I can take it for half a year. Alas..." Lu Yiyi
lament.
Lu Yiyi lost his parents in the first few years and left a house. Before he got sick, he was well-off in Shanghai and had no worries about food and drink.
"I can't afford to eat anymore, but I can still hold on for a while, so I think I'll forget it."
"If I die, I won't drag them down and leave this house to Wang Jia and the children. I will fend for myself. I feel sorry for them, mother and son."
Wang Jia just silently wiped away tears.
Wang Yan scolded angrily: "What a bullshit, this bullshit will fend for itself. You let them deal with orphans and widowed mothers, and talk useless nonsense."
To be continued...