Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1307: Scalper

By the time the third batch of cancer patients finished their treatment, it was already the sixth day of the first lunar month, and the Spring Festival had passed.

Feng Jun hesitated when admitting this batch of patients, but Hua Hua insisted, "I’m just a butterfly, and I don’t need to celebrate the Spring Festival. Treating illnesses and saving lives during the New Year is quite good."

Because the treatment was completely enclosed, all sixty patients spent the New Year in their rooms.

Except for Richard, who didn’t mind, the other twenty-nine patients had family members visit them. Unfortunately, Luohua was quite unreasonable and didn’t allow them to freely interact with the patients.

On the sixth day of the New Year, more than sixty cars arrived to pick up the patients, and the number of people exceeded two hundred.

However, due to the presence of people maintaining order, there was no chaos on site, and patients were picked up orderly. Although the families complained about Luohua being rigid, some expressed their gratitude to Li Shishi and Chen Shengwang.

When Richard left, he made a point of hugging Li Shishi. This was their second meeting, but he knew this girl could decide who could receive treatment and who couldn’t.

He happily stated, "If the tests confirm that I am cured, I will send you a gift, beautiful lady."

"I’m not interested in your gift," Li Shishi didn’t want to get too close with him, as Elder Feng had been tricked by people from Mai Nation. She firmly said, "You don’t need a test; I can tell you that being able to leave Luohua Manor means you are already cured."

She was quite confident in their treatment efficacy—she had seen patients die, ones with delayed discharge, and those who weren’t admitted, but never anyone leaving with remaining cancer cells.

Richard didn’t want to contradict her as he wasn’t sure if he was cured—that really needed a comprehensive examination. However, his mental state was good, and his liver hadn’t hurt for several days, so he felt no need to offend her.

He just smiled and nodded, "Okay, that was my oversight. I have a question—if other people from Mai Nation come here for treatment, is the fee still twenty million US Dollars?"

Richard had contact with Huaxia patients at the Rehabilitation Center and knew that Huaxia citizens only paid twenty million Huaxia Yuan, while he paid twenty million US Dollars.

He felt this price was somewhat discriminatory, but more than one Huaxia patient pointed out that price discrimination was common, "You block so many things for Huaxia, did we say anything?"

Among these patients, some were wealthier than Richard, with equally broad perspectives, and they argued logically, leaving Richard feeling somewhat defeated.

"Twenty million US Dollars?" Li Shishi glanced at him oddly and spoke flatly, "If you weren’t pro-Huaxia, actively helping build schools and donating, even twenty million US Dollars wouldn’t impress Luohua."

Richard exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Twenty million isn’t enough?"

Li Shishi wanted to tell him that Elder Feng wasn’t interested in people from Mai Nation, but she ultimately didn’t have the authority to reject all of them, so she simply nodded casually, "Of course."

Richard was intrigued by her words, "Why is that?"

Li Shishi responded with a question of her own, "I’m also curious, why don’t you like doing charity in Mai Nation?"

"That’s because Mai Nation is wealthy and strong..." Richard replied offhandedly.

As soon as he spoke, he realized the mistake—wasn’t this implying that Mai Nation people were rich? Then he burst into laughter, "Alright, I think Mark Twain is right, some people in Mai Nation are like they were born of prostitutes... I hate the people there."

Li Shishi smiled, thinking to herself, "You already have the answer, why ask me?"

Richard didn’t mind her silence; he was eager to get to the hospital for tests.

Knowing the discharge date, his people had already arranged with a hospital in Jing City, and the related fees had been paid; they were just waiting to go for tests.

So, on that evening, Richard completed his examination. The specially invited experts looked at each other puzzled, "It can’t be; how many days has it been, and almost all your cancer cells have disappeared?"

"Almost?" Richard was a bit surprised, "Can’t confirm that it’s completely gone?"

"That’s impossible to diagnose," an expert responded with a smile, "It’s not too difficult to confirm that you have cancer cells, but to confirm that all cancer cells are gone, that’s incredibly difficult... let’s observe for a few days."

Richard had hereditary liver cancer and had studied the illness extensively, thus he understood the logic, and nodded, "Okay, I see. If I get tested again in Mai Nation, would it yield different results?"

"That would be pointless," an expert replied seriously, "In terms of tests, we’re not inferior to any hospital in Mai Nation. Do you enjoy being exposed to radiation repeatedly?"

Richard answered directly, "Of course not."

As discharged patients underwent tests, the fourth batch prepared to assemble.

Now, the news was spreading even wider, and many found related contacts through their fellow patients.

For instance, a cancer patient from Jin City on the morning of New Year’s Day traveled thousands of miles to Magu Mountain, donating a million, hoping to get a recommended quota.

What’s even more surprising is that there were three patients from Baiyue who directly came by, and set up a sign at the entrance of the rehabilitation center, "Fifty million to purchase treatment quotas, as many as available."

A bystander approached them, advising that at Luohua, treatments are entirely based on mood, even if you buy the quota, it’s no use, better save your money.

These three were also quite aggrieved, saying there is only one treatment quota at Luofu Mountain in our vast Baiyue Province, we don’t want to die.

It turns out the Baiyue businessman who replaced Mayor Liu last time went back, not only praised Master Qingxiao for being remarkably resourceful in locating such a place, but also marveled at the integrity of Luohua’s people, forcing the local thugs to apologize.

He felt that spending twenty million was worth every penny, especially during the New Year, daring to eat whatever he wished, his health gradually improving.

Baiyue people particularly value traditional festivals, no matter how busy the business gets during the New Year, they must go home to visit. During the process of giving New Year’s greetings and chatting, the experience of this small boss quickly spread.

There are quite a few wealthy people among Baiyue folks, hence some reached out to Luofu Mountain’s Qing Xiaozi, hoping to access his connections.

But Qing Xiaozi helplessly stated, each period I only have one recommendation quota, success is uncertain, and the current slot is already used up, even for the next period someone has already reserved it.

Qing Xiaozi suggested they go to Maoshan for more opportunities — there are relatively more slots available there.

Thus, everyone headed to Maoshan, and Tang Tianshi personally explained that their slots were relatively more abundant, but there were many outsiders seeking treatment as well, with two people from Baiyue included in this round’s reported slots.

He even listed the two names; indeed, they were wealthy individuals from Baiyue.

Baiyue folks possess a spirit of persistence, so someone suggested, let’s go straight to Zhengyang, find scalpers to buy the quotas at a high price.

Not to mention, Baiyue folks have entrepreneurial boldness; indeed, if there’s something they dare not imagine, there’s nothing they won’t dare to do.

Some were relatively cautious, quietly consulting Qing Xiaozi: We plan to do this, do you think it’s suitable?

Qing Xiaozi was startled hearing this: Don’t, Luohua’s Master Feng is not one to mess with, he has wealth, power, profound Taoist skills, and a rather bad temper. If you stir trouble on his turf, that’s courting death, isn’t it?

"We don’t want to either," replied the worried man, "but suffering from a terminal illness with no chance for treatment, are we just supposed to wait for death?"

Qing Xiaozi was silent, finally sighing, "If you act openly, definitely don’t cause trouble. Mountain Master Feng is a principled person; if you anger him, then there will be no opportunities in the future."

This person also gathered information and upon sharing it with others, everyone went straight to Zhengyang.

The three originally didn’t plan to act recklessly, first sought to meet Feng Jun, but were ignored by the guards — many people wish to see Elder Feng, who do you think you are, thinking you can just show up and see him?

The three of them had no choice because they had status too; usually, others wish to see them but can’t, so they were not bothered by Master Feng’s arrogance, just that if they couldn’t meet him, would they really have to resort to scalpers for the treatment quota?

However, due to Qing Xiaozi’s cautionary advice, these three did not dare to test the waters, simply setting up a sign at the entrance of the rehabilitation center — offering high prices to purchase a treatment quota.

The three did not come alone, arriving in four cars total, three luxury cars and one deluxe bus — for some reason, wealthy individuals from Baiyue who were seriously ill would bring deluxe buses on such trips.

There were certainly some who disagreed with their public attempts to buy quotas, but even when Ren Zhiyuan’s people asked after seeing, they didn’t have much to say — three cancer patients were vying for life.

Li Shishi heard about this and felt a bit conflicted, she could manage breaches of contracts or queue jumping from those who registered, but she couldn’t reprimand people coming from wild paths purchasing scalpers’ tickets.

In the end, Xiao Li’s inherent kindness still prevailed.

Because of a little hesitation, a day passed just like that, and the next day, two more signs appeared at the entrance of the rehabilitation center, "Seeking Immortal Master’s blessing for relief and aid"; "Late-stage gastric cancer patient, seeking national medical saint’s mercy for life extension."

These were two new cancer patients.

Strictly speaking, they weren’t new arrivals, rumors about cancer treatment at Luohua Manor had spread somewhat, and some had come to Luohua seeking information, with several similar individuals gathering at the entrance.

But upon learning the treatment cost was twenty million and needed upfront payment, most people gave up directly, neglecting the treatment effect entirely, just unable to afford the money.

Nevertheless, some stayed to observe the situation, unable to afford the money but possessed a resilient will to survive.

(Updated to, summoning monthly ticket.)