Chapter 814: Chapter 814 Compensation
“Of course, we need evidence whether the young man has the virus or not, and after confirmation, we also need to verify if it was contagious at Qinger Building in order to claim our compensation.”
Zhang San was stunned for a moment, then asked, “Then how can we determine if I have syphilis?”
“Of course, we need to find a Doctor,” said Nanny Sun, clapping her hands twice.
A path opened in the crowd, and a thin Doctor walked in.
Nanny Sun warmly ushered him over, “Doctor, this young man claims he has syphilis. Please come over quickly and check if it’s true.”
Zhang San instinctively stepped back, “Who is this person?”
“This is Doctor Shi, don’t you recognize him? He’s quite famous in the Capital, many young masters here know him.”
With that said by Nanny Sun, everyone around nodded in agreement.
Zhang San steadied his nerves and did not retreat further.
After Doctor Shi took his pulse, he looked serious, “Yes, this young man is indeed quite ill.”
Those nearby listened with sighs of pity, “So young, such a pity indeed.”
Hearing this, a flicker of smugness passed through Zhang San’s eyes, but his face showed deep sorrow, “Doctor, is there any cure for my syphilis?”
The Doctor looked perplexed, “Who told you that you have syphilis?”
This isn’t the right script!
Could it be he wasn’t sent by Prince Pu? Zhang San stared at the Doctor bewilderedly.
“Could it be I don’t have syphilis?” he asked again for confirmation.
Doctor Shi shook his head and then after thinking, nodded.
“Doctor, what exactly do you mean?” Zhang San was utterly confused now.
The Doctor shook his head pityingly, “Alas! The illness you have is quite like syphilis. Young man, accept your fate. As an old practitioner, I can only suggest you to enjoy eating and drinking while you still can.”
Zhang San was frightened, “Doctor, you’re joking with me, right?”
“How could I joke about matters of life and death? I’m not some idle person with nothing better to do than to deceive you.”
“Are you sure you weren’t sent by Prince Pu?”
Doctor Shi shook his head, “Prince Pu? I’d like to make his acquaintance, but alas, Prince Pu is of high nobility, not someone just anyone can meet.”
Zhang San felt as if struck by thunder, thinking that his luck couldn’t be this bad. Originally hoping to make some money from this affair, he never expected to actually fall ill while pretending to be sick.
“Doctor, I beg you, please kindly tell me what illness I actually have.”
“Have you been coughing a lot recently, unable to stop despite taking medicine?”
“Yes,” Zhang San nodded, unimpressed. Coughing is trivial, who doesn’t have minor ailments?
“You have consumption.”
“What? Are you sure you didn’t get it wrong? How could I possibly have consumption? It’s just an occasional cough without any other symptoms!”
“In time, the symptoms will slowly manifest. You will begin to cough up blood.”
“That can’t be possible, how could this be? You must be sent by Prince Pu to deceive me, right?”
Everyone knows that consumption, tuberculosis, like syphilis, has no cure, and its ultimate outcome is a slow march towards death.
Once Doctor Shi spoke those words, the young masters who had gathered to watch the commotion scattered as if they had seen a ghost,
Well, tuberculosis is contagious and incurable, no wonder they are afraid!
“It can’t be possible, it just can’t be.” Zhang San shook his head vigorously, “Could this really be retribution? Prince Pu had me fake an illness to blackmail Qinger Building, and now, it really has gone wrong.”