Chapter 13 She's Dying
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: She’s Dying
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Yue Ling used a special spell to scramble the sound of their conversation.
To outsiders, it sounded like they were just mumbling to each other, but the actual content of their talk couldn’t be heard clearly at all.
Naturally, they couldn't possibly realize that they were talking in a completely unknown language.
The bodyguard leading the way also appeared quite professional. Since there was no rule against speaking inside the villa, he paid no attention to their conversation and simply led the way ahead, perfectly playing the role of a tool person.
Although it was called a villa, the interior was actually a massive, vintage-style mansion.
After leading the two across an ornately carved and painted arched bridge, the bodyguard brought them to an exquisitely designed garden.
Although the garden wasn’t large, it had everything one could ask for.
Small bridges over flowing streams, rockeries and stone walls, rare flowers and exotic plants— it lacked nothing.
In the center stood a pavilion where a man dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts sat while snuggling a very cute little girl, who was feeding the koi.
The little girl's bell-like laughter echoed through the garden from time to time.
If he ignored the fact that he was here for a shady transaction, Su Yi found the scene before him quite soothing.
But just then, he suddenly felt Yue Ling take his hand of her own accord and squeeze it gently. Then her voice reached his ears.
"That little girl’s sick. She's about to die."
Su Yi froze for a moment, instinctively turning to look at Yue Ling.
Their eyes met. The latter blinked and said with certainty:
"It's true. She has at most another month to live."
Su Yi: ......
He hadn't turned around because he suspected Yue Ling was lying about the little girl's impending death.
Rather, he simply found it jarring that such a beautiful elf — a race rumored to be exceptionally kind and gentle — would deliver such news in such a calm tone.
But upon closer reflection, it seemed that these were all just stereotypes he had picked up from various works of fiction on Blue Star. The authors themselves had never even seen an elf— how could they possibly know what elves in another world were really like?
Glancing back, he saw that the man appeared to be focused on keeping the little girl company and had no intention of acknowledging them, so Su Yi turned to his elf companion and asked:
"How could you tell?"
"We elves are quite sensitive to the aura of life. Creatures nearing the end of their lives emit a deathly aura. Any elf can spot it at a glance."
Yue Ling said simply.
"We're close to nature and revere life. Although we aren't strictly vegetarian as your world guessed, the plants and animals we consume are generally those that are about to die."
"It's also one of the ways we find food."
"Food?"
The corner of Su Yi's eye twitched, and he instinctively glanced at the little girl.
"We don't eat intelligent beings."
Yue Ling sighed helplessly.
After spending a day with him, she had come to realize it.
The man she had sworn to protect was great in every way— except that his imagination ran a bit wild, always jumping to some bizarre conclusions.
"Oh, well, that's fine then."
Su Yi said.
"So this little girl is as good as dead?"
"Under normal circumstances, she would be. But if you or I wanted to save her, we could."
Yue Ling said earnestly.
"You or me?"
Su Yi asked, puzzled.
"You know magic, so I can understand how you could save her, but I don't. How could I save her?"
"The Water of Life!"
Yue Ling seemed somewhat surprised as she answered him.
"Princess Vivi traded you a bottle of Water of Life, didn't she? Didn't she tell you what it does?
For the little girl’s condition, just a few drops could extend her life by ten years. A single cup — the kind you used for drinking during dinner — should be enough to heal her completely. She would be healthier than anyone else, never get sick again, and could easily live to be one hundred and fifty."
‘Wait a minute!’
Su Yi suddenly felt a bit dazed.
If he remembered correctly, wasn't the Water of Life the very thing he had traded for those ten tons of fruits, vegetables, and meat?
He had only spent a little over one hundred thousand for them.
Now Yue Ling was telling him that he spent over one hundred thousand on a 500-milliliter bottle of that stuff, and it could do all of that?
Forget about curing diseases for a second— if just one cup could make someone live to one hundred and fifty, he could become the richest man in the world in no time if he sold the little bottle!
Those death-fearing tycoons would probably pay billions for a single cup just to live a few extra decades— they wouldn't even blink an eye.
‘If it's that amazing, you should have told me sooner! If you had told me earlier, why the hell would I be selling gold right now? This stuff is way more valuable than gold, alright?’
When the trading platform introduced the Water of Life, they only mentioned things like curing all diseases, prolonging life, and strengthening the body— and that long-term consumption could even promote human evolution. But they didn't specify the actual effects.
Plus, since it was so easy to come by, Su Yi hadn't taken it too seriously. He was just thinking about when he would find an opportunity to test its effects.
Lately, with everything so hectic, he had completely forgotten about it.
Naturally, it hadn't occurred to him to ask Yue Ling about it either.
Hearing Yue Ling's words, he suddenly realized that the Water of Life was actually the most valuable item to have appeared from that other world so far!
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Although the two of them were whispering and had deliberately kept their voices low, they were already so close that the sound of their murmuring could still be heard from inside the pavilion.
The little girl, who had been playing, noticed the two strangers and said very sensibly:
"Daddy, we have guests. You go ahead and take care of things! Yingying needs to go to sleep too!"
"Okay, Yingying, go wash up first. Daddy will come tell you a story later."
The man gently ruffled the little girl's hair.
Only after the woman dressed as a maid had carried the girl away did the man turn to look at Su Yi and Yue Ling.
As his gaze swept over Yue Ling, a hint of unmistakable amazement flashed in his eyes.
But it was only a fleeting glance. He quickly shifted his attention to Su Yi and asked with interest:
"Are you a doctor?"
Su Yi never expected him to ask such an odd question right off the bat. Somewhat taken aback, he asked back:
"Why do you ask?"
"When you were looking at Yingying just now, there was a clear look of pity and sympathy in your eyes. You must have noticed that she's not in good health, right?"
It wasn’t just that she wasn’t in good health— she was practically dying.
Su Yi muttered to himself inwardly, but his mind worked quickly. Keeping his composure, he replied:
"My family has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for generations. Though I haven't learned much myself, I do know a thing or two."
"A family of traditional doctors dedicated to healing— no wonder you have so much gold."
The man seemed to be implying something.
But he quickly dropped the subject of the gold. The calm, aloof expression he had worn after the young girl left now held a hint of something else as he said:
"What do you think of Yingying's condition? Speak freely. We're very by-the-book— there's no such thing as hiding an illness or avoiding treatment here."
His tone was nonchalant, as if he was discussing a trivial matter.
Yet Su Yi could clearly sense a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
So he replied:
"She has at most another month to live."
After a moment's thought, he added:
"That's assuming we maintain the status quo and do nothing."
He only knew that the little girl was dying. He had no idea what illness she had or what treatment she usually received.
If it was cancer, and she had to undergo chemotherapy from time to time, who knows if she would even make it through another month.
Clatter!
The man, who had seemed quite casual just a moment ago — as if he didn't care much about the situation — suddenly sprang to his feet. He didn't even notice the cell phone he had been holding in front of him fall and plunge straight into the fish pond. His eyes were fixed intently on Su Yi.
"You... Are you really a skilled heir to traditional Chinese medicine? Can you cure cancer?"
His expression was that of a drowning man clutching at the last straw.
As for whether that lifeline was a rope or a straw, he no longer cared.
However, Su Yi pointed at the briefcase in Yue Ling's hand and said:
"I'm here on business. This contains gold— a total of forty-seven kilograms. Boss, why don't you inspect the goods first?"
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T/N - Huh, didn’t expect for the MC’s gold transaction to go in this direction. Well, if the MC plays his cards right, he can solve most of his problems here as long as he cures the little girl in the end. Though this feels like a hand out to the MC by the author.