Chapter 102: 102. Zhang Meili’s Delusional Fantasies

“Of course, Young Master Wen, rest assured. I’ll have my people thoroughly investigate Lin Fan’s entire family tree!”

Hearing this, Mr. Wang Sr. nodded solemnly.

He was actually quite curious himself. What exactly was Lin Fan’s relationship with Medical Sage Lin Aochang? How could he produce so many of the man’s unique secret prescriptions? Moreover, his mother also bore the surname Lin… He might not be a direct descendant, but what if they were from the same family! If that were the case, Lin Fan probably had even more of the Medical Sage’s prescriptions in his hands! Previously, they had been wary of Lin Fan’s methods and hadn’t dared to delve deeper, only wanting to find someone to kill him and be done with it. But things were different now. With the support of Iguchi Watanabe and the protection of an unparalleled expert like Master Feng, they just needed to find an opportunity to take Lin Fan down. Perhaps they could even force more valuable things out of him!

At this thought, Mr. Wang Sr.’s gaze turned fervent. He leaned in close to stare at Wen Zheyang’s phone screen. One second, two seconds, three seconds… The phone showed it was still dialing, but no one was answering.

“What’s going on? Is Mr. Iguchi still sleeping in?” Wen Zheyang paused for a moment, then hung up and immediately dialed Iguchi Watanabe’s personal assistant.

The result was the same—no one answered.

Wen Zheyang sucked in a breath. Don’t tell me… something really happened?

At this, Wen Zheyang’s expression changed. Mr. Wang Sr. and the heads of the nine pharmaceutical giants glanced at each other, their hearts sinking heavily.

“Lin Fan… surely Lin Fan hasn’t gone mad and… done something to Mr. Iguchi?” one person gasped, their eyes wide with horror.

Others swallowed hard, their expressions shifting rapidly.

“Let me try. I have Chen Heihu’s personal contact information!” Mr. Wang Sr. clenched his teeth, forcing himself to remain calm as he took out his phone to make a call.

Instantly, all eyes turned to him. Even Wen Zheyang was visibly nervous.

“It’s useless. The call won’t go through. No one is picking up!” After a moment, Mr. Wang Sr. dejectedly put down his phone and shook his head gravely.

The room fell into a prolonged, deathly silence. No one dared to make a sound, each harboring an inexplicable sense of dread. It was one thing for Iguchi Watanabe to be unreachable; after all, he was a major figure who kept a low profile. But for an enforcer like Chen Heihu to also lose contact… this was surely no coincidence.

“Don’t panic. Maybe Mr. Iguchi has other urgent matters to attend to and can’t focus on us for now,” Wen Zheyang said, his face stern as he waved a hand to calm everyone down. “In any case, the president of Iguchi Pharmaceutical Group, Miss Iguchi Tama, will be attending the Haicheng Pharmaceutical Convention in person. Everything will come to light then. There’s no need for us to make wild guesses.”

At his words, Mr. Wang Sr. and the others were momentarily stunned before quietly breathing a collective sigh of relief.

“Young Master Wen, Lin Fan is representing Yuandao Pharmaceuticals at the convention. Should we just revoke his entry pass?” Mr. Wang Sr. hesitated, having a bad feeling that Lin Fan was up to no good. Naturally, he didn’t want to see him at the convention and risk more trouble.

“No need. Didn’t you say he and that Yuan Ruoshan fellow signed a four-billion-yuan bet on orders?” Wen Zheyang sneered, baring his teeth. “I want him to be utterly humiliated at the convention, right in front of all the bigwigs of the northern and southern pharmaceutical industries.”

His eyes brimmed with confidence, betraying a hint of arrogance.

Dare to covet my woman? As the host of this convention, I’ll make sure Lin Fan doesn’t get a single penny’s worth of orders!

「Downstairs at the hospital」

Su Mengqing stepped out of a taxi and looked up toward the inpatient department. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her makeup was a ruined mess from her tears. She looked utterly disheveled, attracting sideways glances from passersby.

Mom, Su Gang, what should I do? I’ve risked everything, even thrown away my pride… but Lin Fan still refuses to come, she muttered to herself, her eyes filled with a mixture of confusion, grief, and indignation.

Standing stunned for a moment, she bit her lip and steeled herself to walk into the hospital.

When she reached the ward, Su Mengqing saw that Zhang Meili had already finished her surgery and was sleeping fitfully, her head wrapped in bandages. After finding the attending physician and getting an update, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“The patient’s surgery was successful, but she shouldn’t be subjected to any major emotional stress,” the doctor had told her.

Su Gang was nowhere to be seen. Su Mengqing had no energy to look for him, feeling utterly exhausted and overwhelmed. She simply sat by the hospital bed, rested her head on the edge, and fell into a deep sleep.

“…Mengqing, Mengqing, wake up. Where is Lin Fan? Why isn’t he here yet?”

After an unknown amount of time, a hoarse voice came from beside her. Su Mengqing was jolted awake, only to realize that night had already fallen outside.

Had she really slept from noon until late at night?

She rubbed her eyes and, in the dim light of the room, looked at her mother, Zhang Meili.

“Mengqing, our family’s stock has gone up! I just checked my phone, and it’s risen by a lot!” Zhang Meili slurred, her pale, chubby face forcing a smile. She seemed to have completely forgotten that Su Pharmaceutical had changed hands and that they no longer held any shares.

“Mom, when did you make such a large investment? Why didn’t you tell me or Su Gang?”

Su Mengqing’s heart sank, and she felt a suffocating pressure. It had been barely ten hours, yet Su Pharmaceutical was already showing signs of reviving. Had I really made the wrong choice? Did I give up the family business and sell our stock for cash all because I’m incompetent?

Silently shaking her head, Su Mengqing didn’t dare to dwell on it and quickly changed the subject. “That investment fund crashed at the end of last year. If you’d told me earlier, we might have been able to recover some of the losses.”

“It was just a little money, wasn’t it? What’s there to talk about?” Zhang Meili’s dull, sickly eyes were blank with confusion. It took a moment for the memory to surface, and then her face fell.

“Where’s Lin Fan? Did you go beg him? You only signed a divorce agreement; it’s not like you’re officially divorced.

“I think Lin Fan is just doing this to spite you. He just wants you to give in to him for once.

“As long as you go and properly beg that bastard to change his mind and return everything, our family can go back to being the Su Family we once were!”

She was growing agitated, which made her pull at the surgical incision on her head. She grimaced, sucking in a sharp breath of cold air.

“Mom, where did Su Gang go? I haven’t seen him at all.” Su Mengqing’s expression stiffened. Remembering the doctor’s warning, she quickly tried to change the subject again.

“Don’t you change the subject! Su Mengqing, I’m asking you, why isn’t Lin Fan here yet? It’s already dark!” Zhang Meili was furious, struggling to prop herself up. She had clearly noticed that Su Mengqing’s mind was elsewhere and that she was deliberately beating around the bush.

“Mom, please, just stop asking, okay?” Su Mengqing hung her head as tears of humiliation and indignation rolled down her cheeks.

In the days since her break with Lin Fan, she had cried more than she had in her entire life. Lin Fan, why do you have to hurt me like this? Was all the love you showed me just a pretense?

Su Mengqing stared at the ground, letting her tears drip down unchecked. She found it impossible to understand or accept. Lin Fan was like a completely different person. Can you really become so cruel and heartless just because you’ve stopped loving someone?

“Su Mengqing, you… you obviously couldn’t persuade Lin Fan! You’re useless! Absolutely useless!”

At that moment, Zhang Meili’s eyes flew wide as she let out a piercing shriek.

“If you don’t make Lin Fan give everything back, what’s our family supposed to do? What about your younger brother?

“Is it so hard to make that bastard come to the hospital and apologize to me?

“Or is it that you, Su Mengqing, don’t care whether I live or die and have just been fobbing me off this whole time!”

BOOM!

The harsh accusations pierced Su Mengqing’s heart like arrows. She looked up abruptly, completely enraged.

“Mom! What do you know? All you know is how to spoil Su Gang and how to force me to go beg Lin Fan!

“I went! I even knelt before him! I shamelessly tore up the divorce agreement in front of a whole crowd of people!”

Su Mengqing glared at Zhang Meili, her chest heaving violently. The frustration, grief, and indignation that had been pent up for days finally ignited, erupting all at once.

“I’ve already gone that far! What more do you want from me? Lin Fan is completely unmoved! Do you want to drive me to my death before you’re satisfied?!”

“Useless! You wretched girl, you’re completely useless! How dare you… how dare you talk back to me—”

Zhang Meili also exploded in fury, her body convulsing violently. Her face was a contorted mask of rage. Gritting her teeth, she raised a trembling hand to point at Su Mengqing, cursing wildly. However, before she could finish, she began foaming at the mouth and collapsed, unconscious.

“Mom! Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me!”

Su Mengqing was stunned. She snapped back to her senses, rushing forward and shaking her mother desperately. But Zhang Meili’s eyes remained tightly shut, showing no sign of waking.

And from the thick white bandage wrapped around her head, streaks of crimson began to seep through.

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