47: Sell ​​blood quenching agent for money

"Take this bank card back to him!"

Zhang Ganchao's gaze was cold.

"Go back and tell Xu Yifan that I don't need his pity!"

Zhang Ganchao gave his mother, Wu Cuilan, a look.

Wu Cuilan picked up the bank card and threw it straight out the door.

The yellow-haired man spat, picked up the bank card, and turned to leave, cursing under his breath,

"Ungrateful bastard, can't even recognize a good deed."

Once the yellow-haired man and his group left, the hospital room finally quieted down.

"Mom, where's Dad?"

After such a big incident, Zhang Ganchao didn't think his father could still endure working normally.

"Your dad, he..."

Wu Cuilan hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"What exactly happened to Dad?"

Faced with her son's persistent questioning, Wu Cuilan had no choice but to inform Zhang Ganchao about the need to raise funds for his medical treatment.

"You don't need to worry about the medical expenses."

Wu Cuilan quickly added, "Even though your dad is unreliable, he can still manage to borrow money."

Hearing this, Zhang Ganchao couldn't help but fall silent.

After a while, having gone through an intense internal struggle, Zhang Ganchao said,

"Mom, give Dad a call. I have something to tell him."

Although Wu Cuilan didn't know the reason, she quickly dialed the number.

On the other side, Zhang Shan had just approached the site manager to ask for a year's salary in advance.

"I have more than just you to look after!"

The site manager, sporting a beer belly, flicked his finished cigarette butt directly onto Zhang Shan and said viciously,

"If I let you take a year's salary in advance, what if others come to ask for the same?"

"Do you expect the work on this site to continue or not?"

Zhang Shan wanted to speak, but the site manager chased him out, "Get lost, get lost! Go back to work!"

A look of sorrow appeared on Zhang Shan's face.

For a middle-aged man, the most desperate moment is when his family needs him, yet he cannot help.

Just then, his wife Wu Cuilan's call came through.

Zhang Shan initially didn't want to answer the call.

After all, he had achieved nothing, not even managing to raise the money for his son's treatment.

Even if his wife knew, it would only add to her troubles.

However, his finger, which was hovering over the hang-up button, paused.

Perhaps there was some emergency at home, and that was why his wife was calling him?

Zhang Shan thought about it and decided to answer the call.

As soon as the call connected, Zhang Ganchao's voice came through.

"Dad, it's me."

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Zhang Shan let out a sigh of relief upon hearing his son's voice.

Regardless of anything else, him waking up was much more reassuring than him remaining in a coma.

"Dad, go home right now. There is a box of Blood Tempering Agents in the cabinet in my room. Take them and sell them to use as money for my medical treatment."

"What?!"

As soon as Zhang Ganchao said this, both Zhang Shan and Wu Cuilan, on either end of the call, were stunned.

Zhang Shan asked incredulously, "Son, where did you get so many Blood Tempering Agents?"

This was also the question Wu Cuilan was concerned about.

"During the previous Spatial Wormhole disaster, Canglan and I killed a Corroder together. This is the reward the authorities gave us brothers."

Zhang Ganchao didn't tell the whole truth but made up an excuse.

Hearing this, the couple did not doubt the authenticity of the matter.

Instead, they began to worry about Zhang Ganchao's safety.

A Corroder was a terrifying Demonic Beast with strength close to that of a Martial Artist!

Their son and Li Canglan were still in the process of tempering their blood and Qi.

One could imagine the danger they must have faced to kill a Corroder!

Wu Cuilan complained indignantly, her eyes full of worry.

"Why didn't you tell us about such an important matter sooner!"

Zhang Ganchao laughed it off, "I was just afraid you two would worry."

Zhang Shan, on the other end of the line, considered things more deeply.

"These agents were obtained by you and Canglan together; we don't have the right to use them without permission. You should ask Canglan."

Zhang Ganchao knew his parents were honest and upright people.

He had no choice but to have his mother bring his phone over and send a message to Li Canglan.

At this moment, Li Canglan was standing on the corpse of an Iron-Armed Tiger.

He had just set up a campfire and was preparing to have a hearty meal.

Through the crystal cores he had absorbed over the past two days, Li Canglan had discovered something.

His Raging Wind Thunder Eagle mark, which allowed for Dual Cultivation of wind and thunder.

The greatest advantage was that it could contain more energy, and its amplification during battle far exceeded the marks of other Martial Artists.

But the disadvantage was that to increase his Realm, it required far too much energy!

In two days, he had absorbed over a dozen crystal cores.

Each one had dropped from a one-star Demonic Beast.

And he even had Heaven And Earth Treasures like the lei ling flower.

But it hadn't even been enough to raise him to the Middle Stage of one-star!

"I don't know how much energy it will take to fill this bottomless pit."

Just then, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Li Canglan took out his phone and played the voice message sent by Zhang Ganchao.

"Canglan, I have something come up and need to use this box of Blood Tempering Agents. Is that okay?"

Li Canglan was confused.

Didn't he say from the beginning that this box of agents was a gift for Ganchao?

What was the point of this unnecessary question?

However, Li Canglan didn't overthink it.

No matter how rich his imagination was, he couldn't possibly connect this voice message to his brother being seriously injured.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Just use them; you don't need to ask me about such a small matter."

Having received Li Canglan's reply, Zhang Shan and Wu Cuilan finally felt at ease.

Zhang Shan hurriedly hailed a taxi home, unwilling to delay for even a moment.

When he saw the fifty-plus bottles of Blood Tempering Agents in the box, his breathing quickened!

According to the market price of five thousand shen xia currency per bottle of Blood Tempering Agent.

These Blood Tempering Agents were worth over two hundred thousand!

Not to mention that there were still empty spots in the box.

Could killing one Corroder really reward this much?

At this moment, Zhang Shan actually began to regret.

When the Spatial Wormhole appeared, he had only focused on taking his wife and hiding.

Instead of trying to find a way to hunt a Corroder!

If he could have killed a Corroder, he wouldn't have to worry about resources for his son to Cultivate!

Zhang Shan didn't waste time; he took the Blood Tempering Agents and went to the Martial Arts Association affiliated store.

This place provided a venue for Martial Artist transactions and was also the best place to sell back Blood Tempering Agents.

However, he never expected to run into the site manager here.

Seeing the box in Zhang Shan's hand, the site manager snorted coldly, "I was wondering why you wanted to overdraw your salary; so it turns out you wanted to buy Blood Tempering Agents for your son."

"With your meager salary, even if I let you take a year's salary in advance, how much could you afford to buy?"

"A worker's son, and he still wants to turn the world upside down?"

"Instead of wasting time borrowing money, you should focus on moving bricks and think about whether you've been working hard lately, and why your efficiency in moving bricks is so low!"

After a round of sarcasm, the site manager ignored Zhang Shan and went to the counter.

"Hello, could I please get a box of Blood Tempering Agents."