Gu Qiqi's wish was granted. She refunded the exorbitant amount of gelatin and left the pharmacy with the 30,000 dollars' worth of gelatin.
"The man with erectile dysfunction burned my money. Using 30,000 dollars of his won't be considered a loss."
"As for the 2.5 million dollars that I just spent, I've already paid it back. We don't owe each other anything anymore."
"What's most important now is to quickly turn these six kilograms of donkey-hide gelatin into 50-year-old donkey-hide gelatin and sell it in exchange for money to treat my younger brother's illness…"
Gu Qiqi was in the middle of planning something.
Suddenly, she heard the little dirty turtle's angry chatter.
"Master, there's a bad person!"
"Yes?"
