Chapter 92: Don’t Pick Up Strange Red Envelopes!

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Don’t Pick Up Strange Red Envelopes! Note: If you want the continuity of this story consider to join Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update Pay one time and unlock the full story and Future Chapters from the Shop Yao Yao’s sudden appearance instantly caught Li Ming’s attention. Subsequently, his spirits were jolted. You had to know, he only learned about his child’s situation from the Master. Since the Master could predict it, that also meant she could save his child! It must be like this! At this moment, Li Ming felt as though he had grasped a life-saving straw. He looked towards Gu Xuesong beside him, his voice filled with pleading: "CEO Gu, please, I ask you to appeal to your esteemed daughter on my behalf, let her help my pitiful child." "CEO Li, please don’t be anxious first. If she can help, Yao Yao won’t stand idly by." "Wait for her to finish examining first, then we can talk about this!" Gu Xuesong said slowly. He didn’t accept the request on his daughter’s behalf; after all, whether she could handle it or not was up to his daughter herself. As an outsider, how could he gauge the difficulty of this matter? If it was simple, that would be fine. If it was too difficult, failing and hurting feelings was one aspect; more importantly, he was afraid his daughter would suffer for it. To put it bluntly, this matter originally had nothing to do with them. Protecting oneself was not a major fault. How could Li Ming not understand the underlying meaning? But this was precisely the truth. For a moment, he could only look at Yao Yao with eyes full of hope, wishing she truly had a way. "Hubby, what are you doing? Our son has aging syndrome! Even the doctors can’t do anything! What’s the use of begging a little doll!" Their back-and-forth conversation left Qiu Meixia somewhat unable to process. She clearly didn’t understand why her husband brought outsiders back when she asked him to return. And even humbling himself to beg a little doll – it was simply incomprehensible. Hearing this, Li Ming glared and reprimanded: "What do you understand?! Before you even called, the Master had already predicted our son’s trouble! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have returned so quickly!" His voice was somewhat urgent, fearing his wife’s inappropriate words might displease the Master. After all, experts all have tempers. What if she became unwilling to save him? Where would he go to cry then? "This... how is this possible..." Qiu Meixia was instantly stunned, disbelief filling her eyes immediately after. You had to know, only she was home when her son had problems, and she notified her husband immediately. There was no possibility of the news leaking. Her husband actually knew beforehand? She also realized the reason her husband reprimanded her – because he was placing his hopes of saving their son on the other party. Qiu Meixia instinctively found it laughable, but she knew her husband’s character too well. He never believed in metaphysics or ghosts and gods. Yet, for him to change his attitude like this meant this little doll truly had abilities. And medically, her son had already been given a death sentence. As the saying goes, treat a dead horse as if it were alive. At this point, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he couldn’t possibly give up! Instantly, Qiu Meixia’s face also became determined. She looked eagerly at the Master her husband had brought back. "Uncle, Auntie, have you seen something like a red envelope on little brother?" At this moment, Yao Yao, having finished her assessment, turned around and asked in her childish voice. Hearing the question, Li Ming paused. He usually spent little time taking care of the child; how would he know such details? He subconsciously looked at his wife. "I’ve seen it." Qiu Meixia didn’t understand why the Master asked this, but she still nodded. That was last month, when she was organizing her son’s schoolbag. Because the red envelope’s color was very conspicuous, she saw it at a glance. At the time, she even asked her son where it came from. Her son said his kindergarten teacher gave it out, everyone got one. He said their class won first prize in a school competition, and the teacher used red envelopes to distribute the prize money to everyone. "He said his luck was the best. Other children only got fifty or sixty yuan, but his red envelope had one thousand yuan." Qiu Meixia said slowly. Because her son attended an elite school where funding was abundant, the rewards for various competitions were also generous; several thousand or even tens of thousands were not uncommon. She just thought her son was lucky, and since the family wasn’t short on money, she didn’t inquire further. "Master, is this money related to Liang Liang’s health?" Qiu Meixia wasn’t stupid. For the Master to ask this at this juncture, it was obvious this red envelope was most likely related to her son’s sudden illness. At this thought, she suddenly became somewhat happy. Finding the cause, did that mean there was hope for salvation? However, before her smile could fully form, she was doused with a basin of cold water by the Master, chilling her to the core! "Of course, it’s related! Because that money was the money to buy little brother’s life!" Yao Yao’s expression turned solemn. You had to know, the so-called borrowing of life couldn’t just happen randomly; it only worked if both parties reached a transaction agreement. The simplest method was to put money into a red envelope and then throw it onto the main road. If someone picked up the red envelope and spent the money inside, it was equivalent to agreeing to this transaction. The more you spent, the more lifespan the latter party could draw from you. However, those who borrow life are almost always people on the verge of death. Even borrowing a year doesn’t truly allow them to live an extra year. So, they continuously use techniques to keep stealing the lifespan of the afflicted person. Therefore, Uncle Li’s child aged rapidly in a short time. In just one month, he lost at least forty years of lifespan. And a child’s body isn’t fully developed; many functions aren’t complete. Perhaps his lifespan should be seventy or eighty years, but with his body undeveloped, forty years was enough to kill him. "Life-selling money! This... how could it be like this!" Hearing the Master’s explanation, both Li Ming and Qiu Meixia’s complexions instantly turned pale. They didn’t know how money could be used to sell one’s life, but their son’s condition, didn’t it look exactly like his lifespan was gone? So it wasn’t aging syndrome at all! Immediately following was anger. You had to know, this red envelope was given by their son’s school teacher! Meaning, it was their son’s own teacher who wanted to harm him! Who could guard against such a situation? After all, the child spent most of his day at school; the opportunities for the other party to operate were simply too numerous! "Good! Very good!" Li Ming’s eyes turned red with anger. To think he paid so much tuition to the school every year, and this was how they repaid him? "Master, this life that was bought... can it still be retrieved?" Compared to her husband’s anger, Qiu Meixia’s focus was on whether her son could recover. Her face was exceptionally grim right now. If what was borrowed couldn’t be returned... The consequences of that, she dared not even imagine. Li Ming also stopped cursing the school and looked over expectantly. Fortunately, they weren’t left in despair. They heard the Master’s clear and firm voice ring in their ears. "It can be retrieved!" Yao Yao nodded slowly. It wasn’t that the life-borrower showed mercy, but because the loss incurred by the borrowed life was too great, fundamentally not conforming to the rules of heaven and earth. Calculated by Heaven’s ratio, it should normally be within twenty to thirty times. This technique had been effective for over a month. Calculating carefully, it was equivalent to just over two or three years of lifespan. This amount was used up by the life-borrower. Even if she broke the technique, it couldn’t be retrieved. But the unused portion, after the curse technique was broken, would naturally be returned. Hearing this, Li Ming and his wife both sighed in relief. As long as it could be retrieved, that was good. If it could be retrieved, then their son wouldn’t die. Thinking of this, both instantly became excited.