Gu Mian was taken aback and quickly diagnosed that the man lying in front of her had no ailments whatsoever.
They feigned illness to enter the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall, surely with some other purpose in mind.
A flicker of panic crossed Gu Mian's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and spoke, "What do you want to do? Please don't do anything rash."
The man holding the knife grinned sinisterly, "Little girl, don't be afraid. We won't hurt you. We just want to know how much your life is worth."
Gu Mian said, "So, you're after money. I can give you all the money I have on me."
But in this day and age, ordinary people don't carry much cash; it was unlikely to impress them.
Sure enough, no sooner had she spoken, the man pretending to be sick on the diagnostic bed sat up, "The money you have on you isn't something we care about."
Gu Mian asked, "So, you want me to go get money?"
