God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 1215 - 1294: Donated Away!

When Fang Yi returned to the clinic, it was already six o’clock in the evening.

Since it’s winter, it gets dark quickly. So when Fang Yi came back, it was almost dark. All the people from Aunt Wu’s mahjong place had left for the day, although some would return after dinner for a night game.

Fang Yi was called by Aunt Wu to eat supper again.

After returning from Aunt Wu’s, Fang Yi made his bed, took a bath, and then lay down, ending a day of fatigue.

This was Fang Yi’s first night away from Moon City.

Unlike when going to Tianjing, Fang Yi could go back at any time then. But now, Fang Yi can’t go back to Moon City anytime soon. If he returns, that troublesome Mo Bujue will definitely take some actions against him.

Times have changed. Since Fang Yi plans to leave Moon City for a while, he also won’t go back.

For now, the primary goal is to find those medicinal herbs and hopefully extend his life for a few more months.

However, there’s no rushing these things.

Those herbs are extremely precious. The only place worth trying is Dachun Hall, they might have them, but surely at a very steep price.

So, in conclusion, Fang Yi’s most pressing task is to make money.

But...

Fang Yi picked up his phone and dialed the old man’s number again.

The old man sounded irritated: "Hey, kid, calling me this late at night, don’t you know every moment of spring is worth its weight in gold?"

Fang Yi: "You have spring nights too?"

Old man: "Sleeping is my spring night."

Fang Yi said: "I don’t care about your spring nights, just give me some money."

"I don’t have any!"

"Old man, I’m not a three-year-old kid anymore."

"Really, there’s none!"

"...What about the money I earned before?"

The old man on the other end of the line said impatiently: "I already told you, it’s all gone, I lost it playing cards."

Fang Yi laughed coldly: "Are you trying to fool a three-year-old?"

The old man on the other end paused for a few seconds and said: "I donated it."

This time it was Fang Yi who fell into silence, a longer silence than the old man’s.

Back when Fang Yi was abroad, he specialized in robbing arms dealers, drug lords, or ill-gotten gains. He didn’t consider himself a good person, just liked doing it.

But even so, Fang Yi made a fortune in the midst of blood and flames, amounting to hundreds of millions, all in cash.

Although Fang Yi was reluctant to part with the money, under the shameless pressure from the old man, he gave it to him, out of a knife-edge mouth, bean curd heart. Fang Yi treated it as repayment for the old man, no matter how much.

Despite Fang Yi’s harsh words, he had no grievances against the old man. He turned to him for money only because he was really struggling to hold on.

That one sentence from the old man left Fang Yi silent. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He did not doubt the old man.

Although the old man is normally careless and shameless, Fang Yi knows that the old man actually has a knife-edge mouth and bean curd heart.

The old man on the other end continued: "Son, don’t just keep silent. If you’re upset, cursing me a bit isn’t a problem. I have thick skin, you can go ahead, just don’t curse my ancestors."

Fang Yi: "Screw your ancestors up to eighteen generations."

Old man: "..."

Fang Yi sighed, said nothing more, since the old man had no money either, he’d have to earn it himself.

"I’ve come to State City." Fang Yi thought for a moment, but still decided to tell the old man.