"I'm so stupid to forget about the hospital, which is an excellent place to pawn customers, and I actually came to Fifth Avenue!"

Ellis held the small advertisement of the pawn shop, stood in place and brainstormed for a few minutes, and complained to himself in great annoyance.

I flagged down a taxi on the side of the street and headed straight for the New York City Hospital, which is the closest to Fifth Avenue and is also within teleportation distance.

Ellis was right, compared to healthy ordinary people, those patients who were suffering from illness and their families were the real potential customers of the pawnshop.

After all, Jiang's pawnshop, which is bound by the pawnshop system, is completely different from the business scope of other pawnshops.

Nowadays, there are basically only three kinds of customers who will patronize Jiang's pawnshop, the first type is people who are desperate or have nothing, and they have no other choice but to try their luck at Jiang's pawnshop.

The second type is the very greedy people, who are completely affected by the insatiable desires of their hearts, and do not think about the consequences at all, but only want to be quick for a while.

And the third type is the legendary 'smart people' who think they can control everything, naively thinking that they can take advantage of the pawn trade with their own ingenuity.

Otherwise, who would be willing to easily give their life or soul as a pawn for death!

Originally, when Ellis arrived at the New York City Hospital, he wanted to call Will and ask where the hospital's critical care area was.

As a result, after taking out his mobile phone, he found that there was no his number in the phone book at all, and there was only one reason for this situation.

That is, the former 'Ellis' is very cautious, even if he admires Will's personality in his heart, he strictly follows the style of a pawn shop owner who needs to be wise and self-protective at all times.

Since there was no way to contact Will, Ellis had to look for it himself, so he turned around and walked to the inpatient department with a small advertisement.

Unfortunately, there is a 24-hour security guard in the inpatient department of the New York City Hospital, and you must have a pass specially made by the hospital for the patient's family, or be accompanied by a family member with a certificate to enter.

Encountering such a regulation, Ellis had no choice but to stay in front of the inpatient department, cheekily, and hand over a small advertisement for a pawn shop when he saw someone.

In fact, Ellis didn't print many small advertisements, only more than 200 in total, and there were many people coming in and out of the hospital, so it only took less than half an hour for him to scatter all the small advertisements.

As for the harvest, from the conversations between the people who received the small advertisements, you can know that his propaganda action to test the waters this time is basically a failure.

"This advertisement is too good to blow, as long as there is a pawn of sufficient value, all wishes can be fulfilled, why can't he go to heaven?"

"I'm afraid this guy is a delusional fool!"

"No, I think it's mentally ill, probably from the psychiatric department next to it."

"It's really like a mental illness, or I think I'm a mental illness of God."

"Makes sense!"

"Then shall we arrest him and send him back to the psychiatric department?"

"You are stupid, it is not illegal to kill people with mental illness, you want to provoke him, what if he fights with you?"

In fact, being regarded as mentally ill was also caused by Ellis, who asked him to describe Jiang's pawn shop as if God was in the world on the small flyer!

However, Ellis didn't care about these remarks, because before these guys became pawn shop customers, at most they were simple passers-by, all of whom were insignificant in his eyes.

So after sending out the small advertisement in his hand, he left the New York City Hospital without any nostalgia and took a taxi back to Jiang's pawnshop on Hotston Street.

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Before Ellis came to the New York City Hospital to hand out a small advertisement, Michael, the hospital's director, left the hospital with a bag of papers after meeting Emily's attending doctor.

Driving his brand new Cadillac, he went to the New York State government residence and knocked on the door to State Councilman Freeman's office.

"Mr. Freeman, I have good news for you, a good news for Miss Lily." As soon as Michael was allowed to walk into the office, he couldn't wait to speak to State Councilman Freeman.

"Have you found a way to get Lily back to normal?" After listening to Michael's words, Freeman, who was sitting behind his desk and handling official business, stood up with a bang.

"I don't know how to explain this to you, Mr. Freeman, but it's probably Lily's only hope to get back to normal."

"Then you can tell me this only hope in English." Freeman saw that Michael had made a detour for himself, so he scolded him directly.

In fact, Congressman Freeman dislikes Michael very much, a guy who wants to climb into politics and doesn't do his job every day!

If it weren't for the fact that his youngest daughter's body had a problem half a year ago, and the New York City Hospital under his control needed to help, he would have kicked him away a long time ago.

Although Freeman did not dare to pat his chest and say that he was a good person, because of political struggles, he collapsed many opponents and privately received political donations from many consortiums.

But he has always adhered to his own bottom line and principles, never forgotten the promises he made to voters during the general election, and often spoke out for the interests of the general public in the New York State Assembly.

So he didn't give Michael a good face just now, otherwise he wouldn't have given Michael such a faceless even if he saved his daughter.

After all, his daughter Lily is not a problem just today!

Seeing Freeman's reaction so big, Michael hurriedly thought in his heart, and found that this matter was really a bit unbelievable, and after saying that no one would believe it, he simply handed him the document bag in his hand, and then explained:

"Mr. Freeman, I really don't know how to explain it to you, here's all the information, you can understand it after reading it."

"Michael, in front of me in the future, if you have something to say, just say it, and don't sell it to me." After Freeman took the file bag, he scolded Michael again before looking at the information inside.

Michael didn't dare to refute Freeman's words, so he could only stand there and smile awkwardly.

It took Freeman more than ten minutes to read the information and examination results in the file bag, and then gasped and looked at Dean Michael:

"Michael, aren't you trying to tell me that Lily's only hope is in this child who has leukemia and is cured without medicine, do you?"

"Yes, Mr. Freeman, but I don't think Emily was cured without medicine, and I suspect that she probably took a genetic potion with miraculous healing properties to remove all the diseased white blood cells from her body.

And the reason for the mutation in Miss Lily's body is also genetically, so we can try to extract it from this genetic medicine......"

"I think I probably see what you mean!" Freeman interrupted Michael's tirade on genetics with a wave of his hand, and then warned him:

"Michael, you don't have to be involved in the rest of the matter, I'll take care of it myself. If Lily can really get back to normal and get rid of her red skin, I won't lose any of your benefits!

But you've got to keep your mouth shut, whether it's Emily the kid or Will, you have to forget about it, you know? ”

"Understood, understood, Mr. Freeman, I know what I have to do!" After Michael got Freeman's promise, he quickly nodded and reassured.