My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1024 - 404: Light at the End of the Tunnel—Wisdom Is

"What I need is an Eight-pointed Lotus with purple undersides on the leaves. Any age is fine, but ideally over three years. If it’s less than three years, I’ll need it fresh."

For Zhou Can, being able to acquire a Purple Back Eight-pointed Lotus now would be a massive stroke of luck.

If worst cos to worst and he gets one that’s not old enough, he could always ask botanical and forestry experts to help with artificial cultivation.

Growing them himself is unlikely; these special herbs simply can’t survive outside their native environnt.

"My friend said he hasn’t seen any with purple undersides."

The short man served as a translator for both of them.

Zhou Can could tell that the tall man might be just a pure herb collector. As for the short man, it’s uncertain; his herbs might be collected from the local Tibetan people.

"Try to find it, and if you can, I’ll pay a high price," Zhou Can said, raising one finger to the tall man. "If you can find a Purple Back Eight-pointed Lotus over three years of age, I’ll pay you a hundred thousand alone."

Money makes the mare go.

A hundred thousand is a huge lure for ordinary people.

"Really?"

The short man’s breathing beca rapid upon hearing this.

This guy seed to be the first to be tempted.

Money indeed is a wonderful thing.

Though not omnipotent, it can accomplish many things with ease.

"I keep my word. As long as you find it, I can imdiately pay a hundred thousand."

Zhou Can nodded solemnly.

The tall man seed to understand so, and nodded vigorously, rattling off sothing. From his expression, he seed to be saying that he would wholeheartedly look for it.

This matter, it seems, has turned a corner, offering at least a glimr of hope.

But Zhou Can certainly wouldn’t put all his hope in these two. Later, he still planned to visit Cao Zhengguo, trying to establish contact with the head of the Rui family enterprise.

"What about the Seven-Colored Toad? Can you find it?"

Zhou Can asked the two n.

"The tall man shook his head and waved his hands, indicating it couldn’t be found." After all, it’s an animal that has been extinct for decades, even being rare before extinction.

Now, over thirty years later, it’s even harder to find.

"It’s probably impossible to find a live one. How about a dried specin?"

The short man asked.

"A dried one should be fine as well. I’m helping soone else look for it. If you have one, you can bring it to to see. The price will be just as high."

Zhou Can wasn’t sure if a dried one would work either.

He’d find out once he found it.

"What price can you offer? There might be a specin at the temple; I can ask on your behalf."

The temple over there holds a high status, and many temples preserve ancient things, including so extinct items.

This is a very promising lead.

"A hundred thousand as well. Does that sound alright to you?" Zhou Can asked the other party.

So things are actually priceless.

To those who don’t need them, they’re worthless. But to those who need them for illness treatnt and life-saving, they’re invaluable.

"I’ll ask when I get back, and then I’ll contact Boss Zhou."

The short man waved his phone, indicating he’d call later.

"Alright! You can contact anyti if you have news."

Zhou Can felt as if destiny had a hand in this. While he was struggling to find these two main ingredients, who would’ve thought he’d et two herb collectors from the frontier at a Sichuan restaurant.

Luckily, his financial strength was solid, and with a little cleverness, he gained the trust of these two n.

The more than fifty thousand spent today was well worth it.

...

After sending off the two herb collectors, Zhou Can returned to the restaurant.

"I just saw you buy all their herbs. When did you start dealing in dicinal herbs?" Qiao Yu asked with a smile.

"I’m collecting for a friend. It’s quite fortuitous to et herb collectors from the Tibetan area here."

Zhou Can brushed it off with a single sentence.

After the al, Zhou Can looked at the three of them, "Are you taking a taxi back, or how are you getting ho?"

"I live in the dormitory near the hospital and can take the bus back," Luo Shishen looked at the two won. When he turned to Qiao Yu, he instinctively withdrew his gaze.

He knew very well that Qiao Yu didn’t need him to be her protector.

Having been in the operating room with Zhou Can for more than a month, if he couldn’t see that Qiao Yu and Zhou Can had an unusual relationship, he’d have lived this long in vain. Recalling his pursuit of Qiao Yu on the first day of joining the group, he still felt he’d been rash.

Many male doctors have mistresses; it’s an open secret in the hospital.

Most male doctors go through several marriages.

They first marry a college classmate, then a nurse or an intern female doctor from the departnt. By their forties, they’re at least an attending physician, with status and a decent inco. By that ti, they might marry a twenty-sothing nurse or female intern again.

Then, when they’re fifty or sixty, nearing retirent, they’re no longer as energetic, and don’t bother with such things anymore.

Even if Zhou Can and Qiao Yu were indeed lovers, it would be considered perfectly normal by hospital peers.

Director Lou of Tuya’s Ergency Departnt is rumored to be on his third marriage, and Deputy Director Han on his fifth. Each is more impressive than the last.

Dr. Xu’s situation is unclear; he never discusses personal matters with outsiders.

Tuya Hospital’s atmosphere is relatively good, thanks to oversight from discipline inspection and other departnts.

So hospitals, especially private ones, can be downright decadent. Young intern nurses openly sit on a director’s lap in front of everyone.

And they do so willingly.

Isn’t that shocking?