If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 163 Kidney Deficiency is Also a Form of Productivity

The air pressure in front of that enormous bronze valve was astonishing, as if every inch forward required pushing aside an invisible wall.

Tu Jinshan was forcibly dragged to the roulette wheel by Guan Shan. He was limp as a rag doll, and the last trace of wealth on his face had been drained away by the fright he had endured along the way. Now he looked like a puddle of lard about to dry up.

"Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang, I really can't go on..." Tu Jinshan's teeth chattered. "This door... it's alive!"

It really does look alive.

Only upon closer inspection could one see that the rust on the roulette wheel was not oxide at all, but rather layers of dried blood scabs and tiny crustacean carcasses.

The roulette wheel has a groove in the center, shaped not like a keyhole, but like the imprint of a hand.

The metal ring around the mark was rising and falling slightly like breathing with the "thump-thump" of impacts behind it.

"Put your hand on it." Wang Minyu's voice left no room for argument.

"I dare not..."

"Zero, tell Boss Tu what the consequences will be if we don't put it up there."

"According to calculations," Zero's cold electronic voice echoed in the empty cave, "the valve will collapse due to metal fatigue in four hours. At that time, the high-pressure groundwater accumulated behind the door will carry those fungal spores and rush out of the ground at a speed of eighty kilometers per hour. Boss Tu, your 'Xishan Mining,' 'Half-Mountain Mansion,' and your favorite custom Bentley will all be submerged in this sewage that can turn people into mushrooms."

"None of that matters," Wang Minyu added, "What matters is that, as the person closest to the epicenter, you will become the first 'fungal petri dish.' Believe me, that feeling is a million times worse than death."

Tu Jinshan looked at his hands, which were covered with gold rings, gritted his teeth, and made a firm decision.

"Damn it! I'll risk it! I've seen it all in my life!"

He shakily raised his right hand and pressed it into the palm print groove.

The instant the skin comes into contact with the metal.

"Sizzle—"

There was no excruciating pain as I had imagined; instead, it was an extremely strange sucking sensation.

The groove seemed to turn into a mouth, biting down hard on Tu Jinshan's palm.

"Ah! It's sucking my blood!" Tu Jinshan screamed.

"It's not blood, it's qi." Wang Minyu stared at the system panel, where the numbers were fluctuating wildly. "It's draining your 'fear'."

That's right, the design logic of this valve is very counterintuitive.

It needs neither electricity nor hydraulics as its power source, but rather extremely intense emotional fluctuations, especially "fear".

Ancient builders may have believed that only reverence for the unknown could seal away the terrors beneath the earth.

Tu Jinshan, a coal mine owner who cherishes his life like gold but constantly flirts with death, harbors a deep-seated fear of death that is as pure as refined uranium-235.

"Don't stop! Keep being afraid!" Wang Minyu cheered from the sidelines. "Think about getting caught evading taxes! Think about your mistresses who are all smiles but no real relationship! Think about going bankrupt and having to beg on the streets!"

"I won't listen! I won't listen!" Tu Jinshan broke down in tears, his nose and eyes snot streaming down his face, his body trembling violently.

As his emotions erupted, the vein patterns on the bronze door suddenly glowed with a dark red light.

The originally silent and heavy roulette wheel suddenly emitted a "click-clack" mechanical meshing sound.

"It's moving!" Guan Shan shouted. "The roulette wheel is spinning!"

But this is not enough.

Fear alone can only activate the circuitry, but it cannot move the rusted mechanical structure.

"Guanshan, help! Turn it clockwise!"

Guan Shan roared, threw away his entrenching tool, grabbed the edge of the wheel with both hands, his muscles bulged, and veins crawled all over his forehead like earthworms.

"Open it... for me!!!"

But the roulette wheel seemed to weigh ten thousand tons, remaining completely still.

"It's lacking lubrication." Pierre appeared out of nowhere, holding a bottle of green liquid—extracted from the juice of the "Ghost Umbrella" they had killed earlier. "This stuff is from the same source, it should work."

He poured the green liquid into the gap in the roulette wheel's central axle.

"Hiss—"

A puff of white smoke rose up, and the rusty scabs quickly softened.

"Again!" Wang Minyu shouted. "Boss Tu, give it your all! Can your kidneys last another five minutes?"

Tu Jinshan could no longer feel his hands; he had fallen into a semi-conscious, frenzied state, muttering incoherently, "I have money... I don't want to die... I donated to Hope Primary Schools..."

Just then, Wang Minyu suddenly stepped forward, holding three silver needles in his hand, and swiftly inserted them into Tu Jinshan's "Shenshu" and "Zhishi" acupoints.

This is called a "last gasp".

By forcibly squeezing out the last bit of vital energy in the body, a burst of life force is unleashed in an instant.

"ah!!!"

Tu Jinshan let out a scream that was completely inhuman. In that instant, the energy surging from his palm formed visible ripples.

"Boom—"

A loud bang.

The giant roulette wheel finally turned one notch.

Then comes the second square, and then the third square.

The sound of the impact, which had been like muffled thunder, came to an abrupt halt.

The bronze door, which looked as if it might collapse at any moment, slowly closed inwards with a reassuring hydraulic venting sound until it was completely sealed.

The red light went out.

Everything returned to deathly silence.

Tu Jinshan's hand slipped out of the groove, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth.

"Done."

Wang Minyu let out a long sigh of relief, only to find that his back was completely soaked.

He went over and checked Tu Jinshan's breathing.

"I'm still alive, but I might have nightmares for a week, plus erectile dysfunction for half a month."

"Boss, this is just one of the seven valves." Su Qing looked at the detector in his hand. Although the reading had decreased, it was still above the danger zone. "And this time, it's only because Boss Tu, this 'top-quality battery,' happened to be here. Where are we going to find such a high-quality coward for the next valve?"

Wang Minyu picked up a broken piece of bronze from the ground and weighed it in his hand.

"No need to look." He looked at the valve that had been closed again, a calculating glint in his eyes. "As long as those cowardly rich people know that there really is such a thing as a life that money can't buy, they'll come to you on their own."

He turned around, looked at the haphazardly scattered crowd, and a "kind" smile appeared on his lips.

"Pierre, go back and cook a good meal. Guan Shan, carry Boss Tu upstairs. I want to add a zero to the consultation fee this time."

"Why?" Su Qing asked.

"Because we not only cured his kidneys, but also saved the world. That comes at a different price."

When the elevator carried a group of defeated soldiers back to the ground, it was noon.

The blinding sunlight made everyone squint.

Tu Jinshan slowly woke up, and the first thing he saw was Wang Minyu's face backlit, looking like a living bodhisattva who had saved people from suffering.

"Dr. Wang... Doctor Wang..." Tu Jinshan weakly reached out his hand, "That voice... is gone?"

"That's all." Wang Minyu grasped his hand (mainly to check his pulse and confirm if he could pay the bill), "Congratulations, Mr. Tu, your kidney has been saved. However, you shouldn't come to this mine again. The waters here are too deep; you can't handle it."

Tu Jinshan, with tears in his eyes, exclaimed, "I'm not coming! I'd rather die than come! Dr. Wang, you're like a second parent to me! This mine is yours from now on! The contract will be transferred immediately!"

Wang Minyu nodded in satisfaction.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

It was a message from Zero.

[Boss, just as the valve closed, I intercepted a data stream coming from behind the door.]

[Data decoding reveals: That wasn't a banging sound. It was... a knock on the door. Someone, or something, politely knocked three times on the other side of the door.]

Wang Minyu stared at his phone screen. Sunlight shone on him, but he felt colder than when he was underground.

Knock on the door?

If this is just knocking, then what happens when it actually tries to "break down the door"...?

"Looks like I need to hurry up and upgrade my business." Wang Minyu muttered to himself, looking at the bustling skyline of Changxiang City in the distance. "Otherwise, this lousy shop will be demolished sooner or later."