CHAPTER 748: CHAPTER 748 "MODESTY

"What’s wrong, young man." The man lifted his head and walked out of the elevator, seeing Ye Shikai hesitant to move and couldn’t help but asked curiously.

"Nothing." Ye Shikai stepped out of the elevator, his face full of heavy thoughts, the expression solemn. Indeed, this choice was very troubling; Ye Shikai knew his own problems—if it were just a minor issue, Ghost wouldn’t have failed to detect it. Yet, the man before him was also someone on the verge of death.

A man on his death bed often speaks good words.

The unfinished building had poor basic facilities, nearly devoid of surveillance equipment, the walls all uneven. If Ye Shikai made a move here, then...

"Young man, I see you might have some worries." The man smiled and said, "Although I can’t control my illness, I’m a fortune teller, you know, skilled in the Mind Reading Technique."

"Master, you’re really optimistic." Ye Shikai sighed, thinking to himself, if you really could read minds, you’d have already fled by now.

"Young man, let’s hurry up and search."

"Wait a moment, Master." Suddenly, Ye Shikai stopped the man.

"What’s wrong."

"Well, I might as well say it." After a struggle in his heart, Ye Shikai finally succumbed to the "womanly compassion" inside him.

"Master, the Divine Doctor is in this room, go ahead." Ye Shikai whispered, if he traded this person’s life for his own health, even if his body’s ailments were healed, new wounds would surface in his heart, something he didn’t want to see.

"What did you say?" The man’s face showed a shocked expression. "How do you know that?"

"Don’t worry about it, the Divine Doctor is inside, you better hurry." Ye Shikai sighed, finally about to meet this Divine Doctor, yet this man swooped in first. Was this a stroke of misfortune in a fortunate situation...

"I’m not stupid, why should I believe you?" The man showed a very suspicious attitude, which annoyed Ye Shikai. He kindly offered this lifesaving opportunity, and yet it wasn’t appreciated.

"You don’t want it, then I’ll go." Ye Shikai pretended to move forward, but the man stopped him.

"Alright, alright, I believe you, young man. I thank you. If it really cures me, I will definitely repay you well." The man quickly smiled apologetically, then glanced at Room 1001. "It’s this one, right."

"Yes, that’s the room, hurry up." Ye Shikai lit a cigarette and started smoking. He disliked people who feigned ignorance after gaining an advantage. He casually waved his hand, sending the man into the room.

"Sigh, looks like this disease still needs to wait." Ye Shikai sat outside the door, smoking and murmuring to himself.

Ping.

At that moment, the elevator door slowly opened, and a burly man rushed out, his neck hung with a chain thick enough to leash a dog, followed by several bodyguards.

"The Divine Doctor is here, hurry." The man charged over, seeing Ye Shikai sitting alone outside the door, gave him a cold glance, and attempted to open the door.

"Wait." Suddenly, Ye Shikai’s figure instantly appeared at the doorway, blocking everyone aside.

"Stinky brat, who are you?" The burly man turned, first stunned, then cursed outright.

"There’s already someone inside, you must also be here for the Divine Doctor." Ye Shikai had no interest in arguing with such contemptuous people.

"Who’s inside, hurry up and get out, I’ll pay him." The burly man was clearly oblivious, not caring and ready to solve it with money.

"Is that so, then I’m afraid you can’t afford it." Ye Shikai said lightly. "I said the same to him, and he still didn’t agree."

"Really? How much did you offer him?"

"Ten billion." Ye Shikai casually mentioned. The man’s expression obviously changed at this number; ten billion was not a small amount. In fact, Ye Shikai had not actually negotiated this at all. In reality, he could afford ten billion, but a life could not be measured with money.

"Bragging, you can come up with ten billion." The man cursed again. "If you know what’s good for you, get lost, otherwise no one can save you later."

"It looks like I have to deal with this nonsense today; otherwise, everyone will think a dog can bite people at will."

Upon hearing Ye Shikai mocking himself, the man waved his hand, and his two followers immediately rushed up, their demeanor showing they were merely small-time thugs, not even professional bodyguards.

Bang, bang.

Almost instantly, two punches from Ye Shikai had already been thrown, and immediately, the two men collapsed on the ground, nose bleeding. Ye Shikai had been lenient, or else they wouldn’t just be unconscious.

"What now, still want to fight, come on, continue." Ye Shikai flicked the cigarette butt from his fingers, said coldly, his eyes fierce, and emitting a chilling murderous intent. The man’s eyebrows twitched, his body involuntarily moved back.

Sure enough, they were all cowards when confronted, having no fighting power at all. Ye Shikai patted his hands, and suddenly several men in black appeared from behind, directly knocked out the few people, who didn’t even have the time to react before collapsing.

"Greetings, Lord Netherworld King."

"Boss, why didn’t you go in?" At this time, Ghost came from behind, seeing Ye Shikai sitting at the door, looking puzzled.

"I was too late." Ye Shikai waved his hand, indicating helplessness, pointed at the group of people on the ground, "Throw them outside."

"What, someone actually got there first." Ghost felt regretful; it seemed that Ye Shikai was the second to arrive, which was really unfortunate. Perhaps, to Ghost’s values, Ye Shikai’s status was far more significant than that of an ordinary citizen. On the other hand, Ghost had deep feelings for Ye Shikai, who was undoubtedly a brother-through-life.

"Forget it, haven’t you also said it? Whether one can see the doctor all depends on fate, perhaps this is fate." Ye Shikai got up from the ground, dusted off his trousers, and prepared to leave the place.

"Wait." Suddenly, the door to Room 1001 slowly opened, a man dressed in a white coat—the fortune teller from before.

"How is it, are you healed?" Although reluctant, since he had made the decision, Ye Shikai would never regret it. Moreover, if it cured cancer, wouldn’t that be a great fortune.

"Of course, I’m healed." The man smiled lightly, "How could I not cure my own problems?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Shikai’s heart pounded fiercely.

"It looks like you’re the first patient to come, please come in." The fortune teller made a "please" gesture, opened the room door, a very small room, completely visible, the empty room containing only a table, two chairs...