Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 2111: Miracle Medicine

Just as the words were spoken, two beautifully dressed girls walked onto the stage holding an exquisite box.

When everyone saw it was a bottle of medicine, they found it strange; this was clearly a treasure auction, so why were they selling medicine?

The crowd whispered among themselves: "Hey! What’s going on? Isn’t this a treasure auction? Why are they selling medicine now?"

"Yes! We traveled so far because we were interested in the valuable jewels here, and now they’ve switched to selling medicine. How can that be?"

The shopkeeper saw this and signaled everyone to quiet down, chuckling, "Everyone, calm down. This medicine is a miraculous drug that money can’t buy. Usually, it’s impossible to purchase. The price is extremely high, and a Divine Doctor is in dire need of money, so he consigned it to our auction. Normally, you wouldn’t have such an opportunity."

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, a strong man shouted from below, "What does this medicine do? You should make it clear to us."

Others agreed, "Yes! You only say it’s a miracle medicine; exactly what kind of miracle medicine is it?"

The shopkeeper gestured for quiet again and continued, "Legend has it that this miracle medicine can resurrect the dead, grant longevity to the living, heal the wounded instantly, make martial artists’ power increase dozens of times instantly, and even grow limbs for those without arms or legs."

"Wow...!"

Upon hearing this, the audience erupted. Such a miraculous medicine exists in this world; everyone’s curiosity grew, and they all desired it.

Indeed, in this world, who doesn’t experience birth, aging, sickness, and death? If such a miracle medicine truly exists, anyone would want it.

Especially the Weirdo in the VIP room, staring intently at the bottle in the shopkeeper’s hand, wishing to snatch it immediately.

However, among the many guests, there were some skeptical of its authenticity: "Shopkeeper, you claim it’s a miracle medicine and expect us to pay for it; you should provide some proof, right?" In the end, they loudly asked the person nearby, "Do you agree?"

"Yes, yes." The crowd agreed.

The shopkeeper was in trouble, jokingly replied, "How can I prove it to you? I can’t chop off my own hand as proof, right?"

The audience debated from the floor...

"Why not find someone to test it?"

"Wasn’t there a Weirdo without arms and legs earlier? Let him try it."

Just after the words were spoken, a dark shadow flashed above, and the Weirdo impatiently jumped down from the second floor, shouting loudly, "Shopkeeper, let me try it; the effect must be significant."

Seeing him, the shopkeeper quickly hid the bottle behind him, smiling defensively, "Master, don’t joke. There’s not much miracle medicine. You’ve lost both arms and legs, and the coverage is too big. If the medicine is used on you, what else can we sell?"

The Weirdo grew anxious and said, "Shopkeeper, why are you so stingy? Without trying, how can we know if the medicine works?"

Since the moment his limbs were severed, the Weirdo had resigned to fate, thinking that he’d live this way for the rest of his life. But upon hearing the shopkeeper mention such a miracle medicine, a ray of hope ignited in his heart once more.

The Weirdo, being highly skilled in martial arts, intimidated the shopkeeper into not provoking him, so he reluctantly said, "Master, please don’t embarrass me. The miracle medicine was consigned here to be sold by someone else; I don’t make the decisions."

At that moment, a masked woman walked out from the audience and said, "Shopkeeper, let me try it! I’ve only lost half an ear."

The shopkeeper slyly glanced at the Weirdo on the ground and cautiously replied, "Alright!"