Chapter 316
“I’ll go object.
with you,
“Richard unexpectedly offered, despite Pearl’s expectations that he would
She was
“No!” Pearl immediately shot him down. “You have a cold so you should rest.” worried about Richard. Someone who was sick shouldn’t be running around. What would they do if something happened to him?
However, Richard, understanding her worry, smiled gently and reassured her. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Pearl couldn’t help but worry when she noticed that his face was flushed, and he appeared to have a fever. “But…” She hesitated, clearly anxious about his condition. “You don’t look well at all. I think it might be more than just a cold. You seem to have a fever.”
Richard, determined to accompany her, reassured her once more, “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you if I’m not feeling well.” He then stepped on the accelerator.
The black market was located in the suburbs and not frequently visited, making it difficult to find. Pearl was well-versed in hacking and had knowledge of various black markets in different cities. Once they arrived, everyone was essentially a stranger, which put her at ease.
Pearl, holding Richard’s hand as they walked around, searched for the medication. She eventually stopped in front of an old man. “I’d like to buy this medication from you. Please name your price,”
The old man, dressed in layers of clothing despite the warmth of the black market, didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he asked, “What are you treating?”
Pearl didn’t see a reason to lie. “A burn.”
The man paused and squinted. “This is for treating inflammation. Why would you use it for burns?”
Pearl proudly replied, “My mentor taught me that it’s very effective for burns.” The old man. wouldn’t know who her mentor was. It was fine to tell him that.
“You’re Simon Freeman’s student?”
“You… know Simon?” Pearl was surprised that the man could deduce she was Simon’s student based solely on her interest in the medication.
Did he know her mentor? Did they share some past connection?
They didn’t just know each other because the old man could immediately tell. “I don’t only know him, I wish I could strangle him.”
Pearl was shocked. “Why?”
The man was angry and didn’t say anything. Instead, then took the medication away. “Not for sale.”
Pearl couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you suddenly refusing to sell it, sir?”
“Because I can. Now, go away, you’re disrupting my business.” The man tried to chase her away impatiently.
“Sir, I’ve searched the entire black market, and you’re the only one selling this medication. Could you please tell me what happened? I really need it,” Pearl pleaded anxiously, her tone sincere.
“This won’t help with burns,” the old man said with a pained expression.
“What do you mean?” Pearl was confused because Simon had told her that the medication was effective for treating burns.
“It can… temporarily heal burns, but look at my hand.” The man rolled up his sleeve and showed her a scar on his hand. “Look, Simon gave me this scar twenty years ago. This medication did initially improve it, but when it relapsed, the wound became worse than before.
Pearl examined the patchy burn marks on the man’s arm, which had aged poorly, looking shocked.
“This wound isn’t from a burn,” Richard, who had remained silent, suddenly interjected, attracting the attention of both Pearl and the old man.
