Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 158

Jiang Tingting's father was a man in his fifties, but his gray hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him look much older than his real age. He looked gaunt and depressed to the extreme, giving the impression that he had lost all hope. If there was news saying that Jiang Tingting was dead, he would probably fall to the ground.

“Do you…do you know where my daughter is? Tell me.” As soon as he saw Ning Tao and Qing Zhui, Jiang Tingting's father asked directly, his voice breaking, looking pitiful.

“Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. We're here to help,” Ning Tao comforted him in a soft voice. “We came here specifically to get some information.”

“Who are you?” Jiang Tingting's father asked, with a little confused and wary look in his eyes.

Ning Tao replied, “Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I'm a private detective. I read about your daughter's disappearance and want to help you.”

“Private detective?” Jiang Tingting's father immediately shook his head. “I can't afford a private detective. Jiang Tingting's mother is sick and we couldn't afford to go to the hospital…” Here he could not go on, tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Mr. Jiang, don't get me wrong. I'm not here to make money, I'm here to help,” Ning Tao explained. “I'll help you find your daughter, but I won't charge you. Besides, I happen to have medical knowledge. If you don't mind, take me to your house and I'll treat your wife.”

Jiang Tingting's father was confused. How could there be such a good person, such a good thing in the world?

Ning Tao didn't rush him, giving him some time to think.

It took about a minute for Jiang Tingting's father to say, “All right. I'll take you to my house, but I have to warn you, I really don't have any money to pay you.”

“Mr. Jiang, I understand your vigilance, but please trust me this time,” Ning Tao persuaded.

“All right, you come with me.” Jiang Tingting's father turned to lead the way.

On the way, Ning Tao talked with him and got some information.

Jiang Tingting's father, Jiang Fuquan, used to be a worker in a chemical company, but he was laid off before his retirement due to the poor profits of the company. He and his wife, Yang Dafeng, sold breakfast with a cart on the street to earn money for Jiang Tingting's college education. If this had not happened, they would have been happy and safe. After such a terrible event, the family was one last step away from falling apart.

Jiang Fuquan took Ning Tao and Qing Zhui into a residential building, climbed to the third floor and opened a door.

Ning Tao and Qing Zhui followed Jiang Fuquan through the door. The house was very small, only about 50 square meters. After the door was a living room. The fabric sofa was dirty and dark, and in some spots the fabric was torn and the stuffing was exposed. The most presentable appliance was a refrigerator, presumably bought for business. The rest of the appliances were so old that no one would pick them if they were thrown on the street.

Ning Tao smelled strong medicine when he walked in, and then saw the window closed. He frowned and said, “Qing Zhui, go open the window and ventilate the room. The air is so bad that people who are healthy will get sick, let alone the patient.”

“All right.” Qing Zhui immediately went to open the window.

Jiang Fuquan didn't say anything. He was too distracted to care.

When Ning Tao took out the Unbreakable Fan, he fanned several times, and the refresh and cold breeze reduced the odor of medicine in the room by more than half.

“Mr. Ning, come with me,” Jiang Fuquan said while walking to a room.

The door was open. When Ning Tao came to the door, he saw Yang Dafeng lying on the bed. She was a little younger than Jiang Fuquan, but the hard life had left her with graying temples and crow's feet around the corners of her eyes. She was pale, her eye closed. She looked terrible.

“Dafeng, wake up. There's a visitor,” Jiang Fuquan whispered.

Yang Dafeng opened her eyes slightly and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. “Is Tingting back?” she quavered.

Her words caused Jiang Fuquan to groan. He crouched on the ground and covered his weather-beaten face with his calloused hands, tears streaming through his fingers.

In this very moment Ning Tao had awakened his skill of looking and smelling. Yang Dafeng's innate aura came into his field of vision, and the smell from her body flooded into his nostrils. In a few seconds, Ning Tao knew all about Yang Dafeng's condition.

Ning Tao went to the bedside, took out a Sacred Needle from the small medicine chest, pricked it into Yang Dafeng's Baihui Acupuncture, and then injected a little special spiritual power into her head.

As soon as the special spiritual power entered her head, Yang Dafeng relaxed and fell asleep. She was so tired and was on the verge of physical and mental breakdown. She really needed a rest.

Jiang Fuquan got up from the floor and put it back in the medicine chest.”

“Dafeng, Dafeng?” Not hearing Yang Dafeng's response, Jiang Fuquan suddenly got nervous. “What have you done to my wife?”

“Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I just put your wife to sleep,” Ning Tao explained. “She has no food in her stomach. She hasn't eaten in three days, has she? She is very weak and miserable at the same time. How can we go on like this? She must rest, or she will die.”

Jiang Fuquan sighed and said, “Tingting is the heart of her hear and her lifeblood. How could she have any appetite when Tingting is missing? If I still can't find Tingting, I'll die with her. We don't want to live.”

Jiang Fuquan and Yang Dafeng were in the age of family planning when they were young, so they had only one child, Jiang Tingting. If something happened to Jiang Tingting, they were losing their child in old age. Who could bear such pain?

Ning Tao was more sensitive when he was in a good side. Jiang Fuquan and Yang Dafeng had infected him and he was so sad that he wanted to cry. However, he managed to control his emotions and consoled Jiang Fuquan, “Rest assured, Mr. Jiang. I'll find your daughter anyway. If there are bad people involved in this, I will catch them and give you justice.”

Jiang Fuquan choked up. “You… why are you doing this to us? We don't have any money for you.”

Ning Tao lifted his finger, pointed up and said, “God knows it, and the good and the evil will be rewarded. You and your wife are kind people. I want to help you. I want you to believe that there is justice and fair in this world.”

“I…” Jiang Fuquan paused. Anyone could have said that, but who really helped him and the creaking home he was supporting?

Ning Tao took out another small porcelain bottle, uncorked it, poured out two Fine Primary Elixirs, and presented one of them to Jiang Fuquan.

“What, what is this?” Jiang Fuquan asked.

“Here's my medicine,” replied Ning Tao. “Take it. It will help you through this difficult time.”

Jiang Fuquan took the pill but didn't take it.

“Now that you want to die, are still afraid of my medicine poisonous?” Ning Tao asked.

After hearing this, Jiang Fuquan no longer hesitated, put the Fine Primary Elixir into his mouth and swallowed it with his neck lifted.

Ning Tao opened Yang Dafeng's mouth and put the other Fine Primary Elixir in her mouth.

Although the Fine Primary Elixir was a medium to treat patients with good-evil rent, because it was made of spiritual materials and precious medicinal materials, it helped ordinary people enhance immunity and prolong life. It was the first time Ning Tao had given a man, who was not a patient of the Sky Clinic, a Fine Primary Elixir. This time he was really doing good for nothing.

“Mr. Jiang, please show me your daughter's room and tell me where she went and who she met on the day she disappeared. The more clues you give me, the better my chances of finding your daughter,” Ning Tao said.

“Come with me.” Jiang Fuquan turned to lead.

Ning Tao followed Jiang Fuquan into the other room. The furniture in this room was also very simple and old, but it was very tidy. There were many books and some stationery on a desk, as well as a faint fragrance in the air, which was the scent of a young girl.

Ning Tao remembered all Jiang Tingting's smells.

“The police have been here, and they asked some questions and left,” Jiang Fuquan stated. “I've written down everything that had happened that day, as well as some of the information I got from my daughter's classmates. I took it to the police station, but the officer in charge of the case said the information was unnecessary and told me to wait for news. I called him a few times, and he answered at first, but later he didn't even answer the phone.”

“It's a disappearance, not a homicide case,” Ning Tao told him. “Police officers sometimes think about manpower and the cost of solving crimes. They don't waste their time looking for people without a clear lead. If it's a homicide case, they will concentrate the police to solve the case because there is a rule that homicide must be solved.”

“Then, then… What should I do then? Wooo…” Jiang Fuquan burst into tears with anxiety.

Ning Tao grabbed his hand and slipped a little spiritual power into his body. “Now I'm here. Don't worry. Give me that note. I'll help you find your daughter now.”

Jiang Fuquan didn't know what Ning Tao had done to him, but he felt comfortable and warm inside, and his mood improved. He opened a drawer in the desk, handed Ning Tao an exercise book, and said, “Mr. Ning, I've put down everything I can remember. Please do help me find my daughter.”

When Ning Tao opened the exercise book, he found that everything written on it was all bits and pieces, and some of them were his conversations with Jiang Tingting's classmates.

After reading it, he had a rough idea of the day Jiang Tingting disappeared. It was Sunday, and Jiang Tingting didn't go to school. After lunch, she went to a place called Two Dimension Bookstore, where she was last seen. No one knew where she went after that.

Ning Tao put the exercise book on the desk after reading, and asked, “What kind of place is that Two Dimension Bookstore?”

“It's a place for reading and many students like to go there,” Jiang Fuquan replied.

“Isn't the bookstore monitored?”

Jiang Fuquan shook his head. “Yes, but the surveillance at the bookstore happened not to work on the day of the incident. I went there several times and asked if they saw anyone suspicious, but the staff just ignored me.”

“Well, you can rest assured that I'm in charge of your daughter's disappearance,” Ning Tao said. “I'm going to the bookstore now. You and your wife can wait at home for news from me.”

Jiang Fuquan fell to his knees and cried, “If you can find my daughter, I'll repay you anyway!”

Ning Tao left without helping him up.

“Just treat his kneel as a payment,” Ning Tao thought.

Now that he had received the fee, he must punish the evil!

Chapter end