Chapter 190: 189. Bone Marrow Snatch!

“…Alright, I get it. Send me the address. I’m on my way.”

Lin Fan was startled for a moment but then instantly recognized the voice on the other end. It was the middle-aged couple from the Qianqiu flight, the ones who were taking their young son to the Imperial Capital for treatment!

“Brother Shen, I still have some things to take care of, so I can’t personally escort you home,” Lin Fan said, hanging up the phone and shaking his head apologetically at Director Shen and his family.

He then turned to Masters Song and Jiang, who were approaching him eagerly. “You two, please see Director Shen and his family off. When I have some free time, I’ll help clear your meridians. It might even allow the three of you to reach Qi Condensation.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lin! We guarantee we will complete the task!” Masters Song and Jiang were both shocked and overjoyed, nodding their heads frantically in gratitude. Even Master Yang, who was still lying on the ground, beamed with such delight that he seemed to forget he was seriously injured.

“I need to go to The First People’s Hospital immediately,” Lin Fan said to Xia Bingbing, his gaze turning cold as he glanced at the text message on his phone.

“The First People’s Hospital? I know that place well! My uncle is the deputy director there. I’ll take you!” Before the slightly confused Xia Bingbing could respond, Fatty Chu slapped his forehead and excitedly volunteered.

“Good. Let’s go together then. We can drop Master Yang off for treatment on the way,” Lin Fan said after a moment’s hesitation. He nodded, said his goodbyes to Director Shen and the others, and ignored Shen Lingling’s complicated expression of longing and regret.

The group then lifted Master Yang into the car and sped off toward The First People’s Hospital of the Imperial Capital.

“…Dad, I don’t want to go back to Yuncheng. I… I want to stay in the Imperial Capital.” As the black Mercedes-Benz roared away and disappeared from view, Shen Lingling pulled her gaze back and looked hopefully at Director Shen, whose face was a storm of emotions.

“Hmph. You think I don’t know what you’re thinking?” Director Shen glared at his daughter, his mood foul. “If this were before, I wouldn’t have minded you getting closer to Brother Lin. I would have even hoped you two could get to know each other properly.

“But what did you say back then? You despised him, called him a recent divorcé, a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh!

“Now you see who the real toad is, don’t you? It’s too late for regrets. Even I can’t see through a man like Brother Lin, let alone you.”

After the heartfelt rebuke, Shen Lingling’s face went pale. She bit her lip and lowered her head in silence.

“Let’s go. Come back to Yuncheng with me. Don’t stay here getting in the way and disturbing Brother Lin while he’s handling important business!” Director Shen sighed. Ignoring his wife Luo Huiqiong’s look of pity and her desire to speak, he hardened his heart, grabbed his daughter’s arm, and followed after Masters Song and Jiang.

「At that moment.」

Inside an empty office at the Imperial Capital’s First People’s Hospital, a man named Ah Fu pushed a stack of cash across the desk toward a middle-aged couple.

“How about it? You’ve made your call. Given up hope yet?” he sneered. “With this hundred thousand yuan, you can go back to your hometown and build a two-story house. Your kid’s still young. If he dies, he dies. You can always have another one.”

“You… You make it sound so easy! It’s not your son who’s dying!” the man retorted, his thin, sallow face flushing red with anger. “We don’t want your dirty money! We want our son’s bone marrow, and he needs the transplant surgery immediately!”

The woman shouted through her tears, and behind her, a pale, bald little boy lay unconscious on a chair.

“Hmph. Don’t blame me for being blunt, but who do you think you are? Do you really think you can compete with the great Ying family of the Imperial Capital for resources?” Ah Fu’s expression turned cold. “If it weren’t for this trivial matter, trash like you would never have the chance to even speak with me in your entire lifetime.” He pulled a tissue from the box on his desk and held it over his nose and mouth with a look of utter disgust. “Besides, even if you got the bone marrow, can you afford the surgery? Don’t you forget, the operation for this little thing is being paid for by a donation from the charitable foundation under our Ying family!”

At his words, the couple shuddered and exchanged a look of pure despair. The man’s eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. The woman trembled, walked forward, and knelt on the floor, grabbing Ah Fu’s trouser leg.

“Please, I’m begging you, have mercy and spare my son! He’s only five years old!” she pleaded, her voice trembling. “He’s had leukemia for so long. The doctors said it was a blessing from the heavens that we finally found a suitable bone marrow match at the last possible moment!”

Her desperate cries echoed in the office, but the man’s face above her remained cold and unmoved.

“If I show you mercy, who will show mercy to Young Master Rufeng? He’s a dragon among men. His life is a thousand, no, ten thousand times more precious than your son’s!” Ah Fu disdainfully shook his leg free and stepped back. “It’s true, he isn’t critically ill yet. But if he can’t be cured in time, what about his future? Your son could die ten thousand times over, and it wouldn’t be enough to compensate for that!”

“Can’t… Can’t you just wait? Find that kind-hearted donor and ask them to donate again!” the man roared, his fists clenched in helpless rage.

“You make it sound so simple. Wait how long? We can’t find the donor right now, and even if we did, there’s no guarantee he would be willing to donate again,” Ah Fu snorted, his eyes full of impatience. “Enough of this nonsense. My patience is limited. Either take the money and get lost, or I’ll have someone come ’help’ your family of three out of here!”

“I don’t believe the Ying family can be so lawless! This is the Imperial Capital, a place where the law is supposed to rule!” the woman cried, scrambling to her feet with a fierce look in her eyes, as if ready to fight to the death.

“The law?” Ah Fu laughed, amused. “You think you’re worthy of even mentioning the law? Don’t you know that here in the Imperial Capital, the Ying family *is* the law?” He casually dusted off his trousers, as if her touch had soiled them. “Let me give you one last piece of advice. Don’t go spouting nonsense after you leave here. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind arranging for your family of three to have a reunion underground.”

He turned toward the closed office door and clapped his hands twice. Instantly, several burly men in black suits pushed the door open, their faces grim, and surrounded the terrified couple and their child.

“On television, your Ying family talks about nothing but benevolence and morality! You claim that a House of Virtue shall be blessed! Is this how you conduct your charity?!” the woman shrieked, breaking into heartbroken sobs of fear and indignation.

The man gritted his teeth and bowed his head, his fists clenched so tight his nails dug into his palms. He hated himself for being so powerless, unable to even protect his own son’s life-saving bone marrow.

“So what? The Ying family spends a fortune on charity every year. What’s wrong with making a single exception for our own benefit?” Ah Fu’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. “Isn’t this the very point of charity? The so-called reward for being a good person?

“Now, take the money and get lost! You’re wasting my damn time!”

He didn’t want to say another word. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the portable freezer box from the floor and turned to leave.

“What’s the rush? Your time isn’t worth anything.”

The next moment, a calm voice echoed from the end of the hallway outside the office.

Ah Fu froze, turning to see who had spoken. He stared blankly as a tall, imposing figure strode toward him.

“You… You’re not dead?!” His gaze locked onto Lin Fan’s indifferent face. A shiver ran down Ah Fu’s spine, and his eyes flew wide open. He nearly wet himself in terror.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible! Ah Lu already took men to Haicheng… Argh!”

WHACK!

Lin Fan’s eyes darkened. He lashed out with a slap that sent Ah Fu flying back into the office. With a hook of his foot, Lin Fan smoothly caught the freezer box before it could hit the floor.

“It’s Mr. Lin! Honey, look! Mr. Lin is here to help us!”

As Ah Fu hit the ground, the large office erupted into chaos. The men in black suits were stunned, staring at their boss in disbelief. Who would dare attack the head steward of the Ying family? That’s asking for a death sentence!

The husband, after a moment of shock, became ecstatic and pointed at Lin Fan. “Mr. Lin, save my son! Please, save my son! They’re trying to steal his bone marrow!”

THUD! THUD!

The couple dropped to their knees before Lin Fan, kowtowing frantically.

“It’s alright now.” Lin Fan’s jaw tightened silently. “I’m here. No one is taking your son’s bone marrow for the transplant.”

His expression was complex as he reached down and helped the two of them to their feet.

“Fatty Chu! Get your uncle, the deputy director, on the phone now! Arrange for this child to have his bone marrow transplant surgery immediately!” Lin Fan ordered without turning to look at Fatty Chu, who had just rushed over.

“That’s right! If there’s any trouble, I’ll have my grandfather step in and sort it out!” Xia Bingbing declared, her heels clacking as she ran up. Her pretty face was grim as she walked over and kicked the downed Ah Fu.

On the way to the hospital, Lin Fan had briefly explained the situation to them. After getting Master Yang admitted, they had hurried over, thankfully just in time to stop Ah Fu from leaving with the cooler.

Just then, two of the black-suited men helped Ah Fu to his feet. His cheek was already grotesquely swollen. He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the floor, along with a few broken teeth.

“Ying Bufan! And you three! You reckless fools, do you have any idea who this bone marrow is for?!” he snarled. “I’ll tell you the truth. This is the matching bone marrow for Ying Rufeng, the second young master of the Ying family!

“If you dare to take it, then prepare for an unending feud with the Ying family!”

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