Chapter 49: 49. Offer Medicine

“I know what I’m doing.”

Lin Fan fell silent for a moment, then turned and nodded at Doctor Jiang. “Help me keep an eye out for the Green Phoenix Vine and the Red Qilin Fungus. If you find any leads, I can accept you as a registered disciple.”

“Yes, yes! Thank you for your benevolence, Master! I will do everything in my power to help with the search!” Doctor Jiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, grinning from ear to ear. Since he’s been entrusted with a task, it means I’m considered one of his own! He nodded eagerly, like a chicken pecking at rice, and joyfully left the Yuan family’s estate.

“Lin Fan, you’re far too impulsive and self-righteous! Because of this, you’ll end up hurting our Young Miss’s reputation within the Yuan family!” Mrs. Xue could no longer hold back and stepped forward to glare at Lin Fan.

“If I succeed, won’t that also bring honor to your Young Miss?” Lin Fan pulled up a chair to the right of the memorial portrait and closed his eyes to rest.

“Young Miss, look at him! Just look at him! This is infuriating!” Mrs. Xue’s face darkened as she turned to complain to Yuan Youwei.

“…I will do everything I can to help.” Yuan Youwei clenched her teeth, her voice low.

She didn’t disturb Lin Fan any further, instead pulling the indignant Mrs. Xue out of the memorial hall.

Over the next two days, word spread, and influential figures from all over Haicheng came to the Yuan family’s estate to pay their respects. Besides President Luo of the Haicheng Commercial Bank, there were countless unfamiliar faces. Ultimately, the affair caused a sensation throughout Haicheng and even in the surrounding provinces and cities. It attracted swarms of media reporters, all rushing to cover the story.

On the morning of the funeral, a procession of luxury cars adorned with white flowers led the way. The sides of the road were lined with wreaths and other offerings sent by the elites of Haicheng, forming a trail that stretched nearly all the way to the summit of Haicheng Public Cemetery.

“Mom, just wait a little longer. I’ll make those beasts from the Ying family come here to kneel and weep in repentance…”

Watching as his mother’s urn was placed into the grave, Lin Fan’s eyes grew red. He knelt before the headstone for the entire night, not moving until daybreak, when he was gently woken by Yuan Youwei’s soft voice.

“Lin Fan, my Young Miss stayed in the car all night for you. Could you at least try to look a little more pleasant?”

The two walked down the hill together and got into the back of a black Bentley. Mrs. Xue, who was driving, had dark circles under her eyes and grumbled irritably at Lin Fan.

“Thank you. I’ll remember this kindness,” Lin Fan said after a moment’s silence, nodding to the smiling but quiet Yuan Youwei.

“Don’t worry, I’ve thought it all out. There are still four days until the Pharmaceutical Ordering Conference. There’s enough time,” Yuan Youwei said, the corners of her mouth lifting into a smile, though her beautiful eyes betrayed her exhaustion.

These past few days, she had been running around, trying to find a solution for Lin Fan. She had even swallowed her pride, humbled herself, and personally visited other major pharmaceutical companies in Haicheng. She hoped they might help Lin Fan out of respect for her, even offering to compensate them generously from her own pocket. But every single one had bluntly refused, leaving Yuan Youwei feeling both humiliated and helpless.

“Lin Fan, is a simple ’thank you’ all you’re going to say?” Mrs. Xue couldn’t hold it in any longer, her gaze toward Yuan Youwei filled with heartache. “Do you have any idea how much grief and how many contemptuous looks my Young Miss has endured because of your mess these past two days?!”

She spun her head back around to glare at Lin Fan, threatening through clenched teeth, “If you ever dare to let her down, I’ll be the first one to settle the score with you!”

“…You shouldn’t have had to endure that for my sake.” Meeting Yuan Youwei’s concerned and gentle gaze, Lin Fan fell silent again, a sharp pang in his heart.

“I… I didn’t do much…” Yuan Youwei’s face flushed red, and her heart fluttered in a strange panic. “Mrs. Xue, don’t you dare be so harsh with Lin Fan again. I did it willingly.”

“Take me to Mr. Wang Sr. I have a way to make him help me,” Lin Fan said, looking out the car window as memories flickered in his eyes. Seven years have passed. It’s finally time to fully reveal the medical skills my mother taught me.

“Lin Fan, are you an idiot? You offended Mr. Wang Sr. horribly. Why would he possibly agree to see you? My Young Miss tried to visit him yesterday and the door was slammed in her face!” Mrs. Xue complained endlessly. Despite her complaints, she still started the car and headed towards the old Wang family residence in the city.

“Do you have a way to make Mr. Wang Sr. change his mind?” Yuan Youwei’s eyes lit up as she stared eagerly at Lin Fan’s profile. She couldn’t help but recall the day all the big shots had gathered at her family’s estate. Mr. Wang Sr. seemed furious with Lin Fan for burning some ’Bixia Pill’ prescription, didn’t he?

“He has no reason to refuse me,” Lin Fan said, pulling his gaze from the window and nodding calmly. “After today, I’ll have every major pharmaceutical company in Haicheng begging to cooperate with you, Yuan Youwei.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yuan Youwei froze for a second, then broke into a joyous smile.

In the driver’s seat, Mrs. Xue rolled her eyes dramatically, shooting Lin Fan a fierce glare in the rearview mirror.

VROOOM!

She said nothing more, instead channeling her anger into her foot and slamming it down on the accelerator. The black Bentley shot forward like a tiger unleashed, speeding towards North City and leaving a trail of dust in its wake.

「Meanwhile, in the outer courtyard of the Wang family’s old residence in North City.」

“Sister, do you think Mr. Wang Sr. will be overjoyed when he sees that herb?”

In the reception hall, Su Mengqing, her parents, and Yang Tingting were all waiting anxiously. Su Gang set down his crutch, a smug look spreading across his half-bandaged face. “Good thing my eyes are so sharp. Otherwise, last night’s trip would have been for nothing!”

“It should be fine. I don’t recognize the herb, but the red sandalwood box it’s in is valuable enough on its own,” Su Mengqing nodded, though her expression was grim. Beneath her pencil skirt, her knees were still wrapped in thick bandages.

After more than two days of recuperation, she, Yang Tingting, and Su Gang were finally able to move around, albeit with difficulty. Seeing local news headlines about Lin Suxin’s funeral on their phones only fueled their secret hatred. Fortunately, Lin Fan would also be occupied, forced to remain at the memorial hall set up by the Yuan family. The four of them had put their heads together, snuck out of the hospital late last night, and made their way to the Suxin Clinic in Southern City. They pried open the lock and searched the place thoroughly.

At first, they found nothing, and Su Mengqing’s disappointment grew. Who would have thought that Su Gang, while rummaging under the consultation desk, would find a hidden compartment containing a real treasure?

“Mengqing, don’t you feel any guilt over this. It’s what Lin Fan and his mother owed our Su family!” Zhang Meili’s plump face hardened as she spoke through clenched teeth. “That ungrateful wretch caused us so much harm. What’s wrong with taking a little something as compensation?”

“Exactly, Director Su! Lin Fan deserves to die! People have been resigning from the company these past two days, and a bunch of shareholders have been protesting downstairs with banners!” Yang Tingting added with a sullen face.

“Lin Fan won’t be smug for long.” A cold smile touched Su Mengqing’s lips as she recalled the insider news she’d heard, her eyes gleaming with resentment. “That arrogant fool actually made some sort of four billion yuan bet over a supply order with Yuan Ruoshan, the Vice President of Yuandao Pharmaceuticals. He has no idea how deep the waters run at the Pharmaceutical Ordering Conference. Even with Yuan Youwei doing her best to help him, he won’t get anywhere!”

“Exactly! I heard Yuan Youwei was running all over the city trying to pull strings for Lin Fan, but she still had to come back with her tail between her legs!” Yang Tingting’s face lit up at the mention of this, her tone filled with vindictive pleasure. “Hmph! She was blind to get involved with a jinx like Lin Fan. She deserves eight lifetimes of bad luck!”

“How am I inferior to Lin Fan? He’s just a brainless brute!”

Zhang Meili and Su Gang chuckled, joining in the mockery. Their voices grew louder and louder as they continued to ridicule him.

“Everyone, the Old Master has agreed to see you. Please follow me to the inner courtyard.”

Just as the four of them were getting increasingly cheerful, a steward of the Wang family approached them with a polite smile.

What? Mr. Wang Sr. actually agreed to meet them? It must be because of that strangely shaped, extraordinary herb! It must have moved him!

Hearing the news, Zhang Meili, Su Gang, and Yang Tingting were stunned for a moment before becoming ecstatic, their faces twisting with triumphant glee.

Su Mengqing’s eyes shone brightly. She secretly clenched her fist, filled with a surge of confidence. As long as I get the approval of the Medical Association’s president, Su Pharmaceutical will definitely get a ticket to the Pharmaceutical Ordering Conference, no matter how ruined our reputation is! Lin Fan, oh, Lin Fan, you never saw this coming, did you? In the end, I still had to step on you to ensure my own success!

“Thank you!” Su Mengqing said gratefully. Any lingering shame she felt about the theft vanished completely.

Her face beaming with delight, she stood up. Together with Zhang Meili and the others, she followed the steward, striding proudly toward the inner courtyard of the Wang family’s old residence.

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