Divorced sister-in-law

"I'm sorry, we've done everything we could. Prepare for the worst."

The doctor's voice was soft outside the ward, but Lin Yu, lying on the bed, heard it clearly.

Perhaps hearing becomes exceptionally acute before death, especially his mother's cries, which were particularly piercing.

Lin Yu wasn't the first to lose his life while trying to help someone, and he didn't regret it, only feeling sorry for his mother.

His father had died early, and his mother had raised him single-handedly, enduring countless hardships. Now, he had been admitted to Qinghai City People's Hospital with excellent grades, and their lives were just beginning to brighten, but this unexpected accident happened.

"Damn it, God."

Good people really don't get good rewards. Lin Yu cursed under his breath, his eyelids finally closing.

"My son!"

A piercing cry suddenly woke Lin Yu. He opened his eyes and found himself standing at the foot of the bed, while his mother was wailing on the bed.

"Mom, why are you crying? I'm right here!"

Lin Yu was overjoyed, thinking he had miraculously recovered. He reached out and patted his mother, only to find his hand had passed right through her body.

His mother didn't react at all, still sobbing on the bed.

Lin Yu's expression changed. He looked up and saw another version of himself lying on the bed, his face withered and pale, clearly lifeless. "

Am I dead?"

Lin Yu looked down at himself standing at the foot of the bed and noticed his body was pale and slightly translucent.

Lin Yu was shocked. So there really is a soul after death!

No matter what he said or did, his mother couldn't sense it.

With the help of others, his mother painfully dressed Lin Yu in his burial clothes, and then the caregivers transported his body to the hearse.

His mother got into the hearse, sat beside his body, tightly holding his hand, tears streaming from her swollen eyes. "Yu'er, go in peace. I'll finish things here and come down to join you."

For her, her son was everything. With her son dead, her life had no meaning.

Upon hearing his mother's suicidal thoughts, Lin Yu panicked. He tried to imitate a scene from a movie where a spirit returns to life, lying on the corpse, but it was no use. Each time he sat up, only his soul remained.

The car quickly arrived at the crematorium. After paying the fees, the staff gave Lin Yu a quick makeover, handed his mother a number, and then the cremation workers pushed Lin Yu's body into the cremation hall.

"No!"

The moment the cremation workers pushed his body into the incinerator, Lin Yu instantly collapsed.

As his body burned, Lin Yu felt his consciousness weakening, countless faint points of light scattering from his body, and his soul slowly fading.

At the same time, another world began to flash before his eyes, endless darkness interspersed with crimson flames and piercing screams.

Hell!

This was the first thought that flashed through Lin Yu's mind, and a powerful sense of fear instantly engulfed him.

His soul instinctively thrashed about in the air, the points of light continuing to drift from his soul, and at an ever-increasing speed.

The hellish world he saw became increasingly clear, and he could hear a mysterious, hoarse voice calling to him from below.

At this moment, Lin Yu's body inside the incinerator was almost completely burned, and a jade-colored pendant suddenly shone brightly in the flames from the ashes.

This was left to him by his maternal grandfather when he passed away; he had worn it since childhood, and his mother had deliberately not removed it when he was dressed in his burial clothes.

The pendant's light grew stronger and stronger, then shattered with a bang, and a wisp of emerald light shot out from it, instantly attaching itself to Lin Yu's soul.

Immediately afterward, an aged voice echoed in his mind, "I am your ancestor, a sage. From this day forward, you are my successor, inheriting my medical arts and techniques, to heal the world, to save others and yourself..."

Then the voice dissipated, and a vast amount of information suddenly flooded Lin Yu's mind—medical arts, cultivation techniques, and some of his ancestors' travel experiences all rushed into his head.

Browsing through the information in his mind, Lin Yu felt extremely excited, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

But this excitement was fleeting. What use was the inheritance of the secret technique when he was already a dead man about to go to hell?

This thought flashed through Lin Yu's mind, and suddenly a memory about the Resurrection Technique popped up.

The memory showed that through the Resurrection Technique, a person whose soul hadn't dissipated after death could be reborn by

possessing another's body. However, Lin Yu's physical body had already turned to ashes in the fire. Fortunately, there was a record of a method for resurrecting a damaged body: "Physical body perishes, transform into a ghost, seek, then possess another."

Lin Yu gasped. This meant that since his physical body was damaged, the only way to be resurrected was to use the Resurrection Technique to become a ghost and find someone else's body to possess.

In human consciousness, ghosts are the embodiment of the dead. Besides, if he possessed someone else's body, wouldn't that be tantamount to indirectly taking their life?

While he hesitated, Lin Yu's soul grew fainter and fainter, leaving only a phantom, and the voices around him became increasingly clear.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth, watching the corpses being pushed into the crematorium one after another. Suddenly, an idea struck him. Dead people wouldn't work, but what about the living dead?

A few minutes later, Lin Yu arrived at Qinghai City's largest vegetative state care center.

Many vegetative state patients were unconscious and would never wake up; only their bodies were alive. Lin Yu reasoned that choosing such a person to possess wouldn't count as murder.

Initially, Lin Yu searched ward by ward, looking for a suitable body.

But he found his own consciousness growing weaker and weaker, soon to vanish completely, and the call from hell grew more urgent.

Without time to think, Lin Yu spotted a male vegetative state patient in his early twenties, recited a resurrection spell, and suddenly transformed into a wisp of white smoke, recklessly diving inside.

"You can't escape!"

At the same time, the call in his ears abruptly turned into a shrill scream, and then Lin Yu lost all consciousness.

When Lin Yu woke up again, he was blinded by a bright light. It took him a moment to adjust. Looking down, he saw himself lying in a hospital room.

Success!

Lin Yu was so excited he almost shouted. He sat up abruptly, glanced at his new body, and impatiently ripped the IV from his hand. He jumped off the bed, but stumbled and fell to the floor.

Perhaps due to prolonged lying down, the young man's muscles had slightly atrophied.

Lin Yu staggered to his feet, glanced at the calendar on the wall, and realized it was already the next day. Touching the bed and the wall, feeling the coldness of his hands, he felt like he was dreaming. He had died yesterday, and now he was alive again.

After moving around a bit to adjust to his new body, he rushed out of the hospital. He only had one thing on his mind: to see his mother.

Meanwhile, the steamed bun shop was packed with people, and a dozen thugs were shouting for Lin Yu's mother to return the money.

To pay for Lin Yu's surgery, Lin Yu's mother borrowed over 100,000 yuan at exorbitant interest rates. Upon learning of Lin Yu's death, the thugs rushed over to collect the debt.

"Don't worry, I'll sell the shop in the next few days and pay you back as soon as I get the money. Please leave now."

Lin Yu's mother, her eyes red and swollen, pleaded, hoping to get rid of them quickly. Her son had just passed away, and she didn't want him to leave in unease.

"Your shabby shop is worth nothing. Your son is dead. If we leave, who will we get our money from if you run away?" the leader of the thugs, with his yellow hair, cursed.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't run away. I'll gather the money and pay you back right away."

"No way! We have to get our money today!" the thug insisted.

"But I really don't have any money right now. You know, we've spent all our money on my son's medical treatment..."

Lin Yu's mother's heart was breaking, her hoarse voice filled with pleading.

"No money is fine too. How about this: transfer ownership of your old house to us, consider it payment of a debt." The thug's eyes darted around, revealing his true purpose.

Lin Yu's mother was slightly taken aback. The house had been left by Lin Yu's maternal grandfather. Although it was old, it was in a good location. At Qinghai's current property prices, it could sell for at least two or three million yuan. This was practically robbery.

But now that her son is dead, her home is gone too. What's the point of keeping the house? Once the debts are paid off, she can finally rest in peace.

Thinking this, Lin Yu's mother nodded in despair, about to agree, when suddenly a furious shout came from outside the door.

"No way! Our house is worth at least several million! This is robbery!"

Immediately afterward, Lin Yu, riding his new body, stormed in.

"My god, where did this brat come from? What's it to you!" The blond-haired man was enraged. Seeing Lin Yu in his hospital gown, he thought he was some kind of lunatic and rushed over to slap him.

Lin Yu instinctively dodged and pushed him away. The blond-haired man flew five or six meters through the air, arcing through the air before crashing onto the table inside.

"Kill him for me!"

The blond-haired man screamed twice, clutching his chest. At his command, a dozen or so thugs rushed forward, beating Lin Yu mercilessly. Lin Yu quickly raised his hands to retaliate.

Then, a chorus of groans and screams erupted from the steamed bun shop.

Even with all ten of them attacking together, they couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Yu's clothes. Lin Yu's punches and kicks felt like being hit by a car.

One punch was enough to leave them unable to get up from the pain.

Lin Yu himself was utterly shocked. They say possession by a ghost grants immense strength, but this was actually true. Moreover, these people's movements seemed incredibly slow to him, easy to dodge.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

The blond-haired man was terrified by what he saw. He'd seen capable fighters before, but never anyone this strong—it was practically superhuman.

Upon hearing that the police were about to be called, Lin Yu's mother rushed over and grabbed his hand, saying urgently, "Young man, they're going to call the police! You should leave quickly, I'll handle things here." "

Mom, what are you saying? How could I leave you behind?"

Lin Yu was so happy he almost cried. He was so glad to be alive and seeing his mother again.

Hearing his address, his mother paused slightly, looking at him blankly.

Looking into his mother's eyes, Lin Yu instantly realized that he had indeed come back to life, but in a different body, and his mother didn't recognize him at all.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, seeing you reminded me of my mother, so I just blurted it out. Please don't mind,"

Lin Yu quickly made up a lie, afraid that revealing his true identity would frighten his mother.

"It's alright, young man, you should leave quickly. We can't let our family's affairs affect you," Lin Yu's mother said, pushing him out.

Lin Yu didn't answer. He picked up the chopsticks on the table and threw them. The chopsticks flew towards the blond-haired man, pinning his phone, which he had just dialed 110, to the wall with a bang.

The blond-haired man turned pale with fright. The chopsticks on the wall were only a centimeter away from his ear. If they had been slightly off, his head would have been pinned to the wall.

"Help! Murder! Help!" The blond-haired man screamed in terror, his voice filled with indescribable grievance. They were the ones who owed him money first.

"Stop yelling. I'll pay back Aunt Qin's money!"

Lin Yu said coldly. Now that he had been resurrected, he should be the one to pay back these debts.

"Young man, how can you do that? We've just met. How can I let you pay back my money?" Lin Yu's mother looked at him with some doubt. For some reason, this young man gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

She wasn't surprised that Lin Yu knew her surname. Many netizens knew about her son's heroic act of sacrificing his life, and her name and contact information had been exposed. Many kind people wanted to come and pay their respects to her son, but she declined them all.

"Okay, you said it yourself, so give us the money." The blond-haired man didn't care why Lin Yu was repaying someone else's debt; as long as he got the money, his mission was complete.

"Give me three days," Lin Yu said.

"..." The blond-haired man was speechless. He thought Lin Yu would produce the money immediately.

"What? You don't trust me?"

Seeing the blond-haired man remain silent, Lin Yu frowned, his tone icy.

"I trust you, I trust you, but brother, you have to tell me your name, right?" Looking at Lin Yu's cold eyes, the blond-haired man couldn't help but shiver.

Name?

Right, he was in a rush this morning and hadn't even had time to look at this person's name.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my promise. Here it is, three days from now, just come over. I'll pay you back with interest."

Lin Yu's confidence stemmed entirely from his physical condition.

He figured that since this young man could stay at the care center, even if his family was ordinary, they should at least have a few hundred thousand yuan. He'd borrow it first, and pay it back once he earned the money.

Having witnessed Lin Yu's skills, the blond-haired man didn't dare say anything more. Just as he was about to nod in agreement, his eyes suddenly widened as he stared blankly outside the shop, as if drawn by something.

Lin Yu curiously followed his gaze and saw a red BMW X5 parked outside. A beautiful woman in a long dress stepped out.

The woman tossed her long, black hair aside, removed her sunglasses, and her fair skin and exquisite features were simply breathtaking. The blond-haired man and his gang were stunned.

Lin Yu was also captivated.

The woman in the long dress glanced up at the steamed bun shop, frowned slightly, and then strode in.

"Beautiful lady, buying some steamed buns? What kind of filling do you want?"

Lin Yu blurted out. He used to help his mother sell steamed buns, and this greeting had become a conditioned reflex.

"What did you call me?" the woman in the long dress coldly glanced at him, her tone displeased.

"Beautiful lady, "

Lin Yu replied, feeling his address was fine, but he was puzzled. It was the first time he'd seen someone dislike being called "beautiful lady. "

The woman in the long dress sized him up and said coldly, "Well, He Jiarong, after being in a coma for two months, you don't even recognize your own wife."

The entire steamed bun shop fell silent; everyone looked at Lin Yu with strange eyes.

The blond-haired man secretly admired him. What a guy! Such a beautiful wife, and he just ignores her like that.

Lin Yu was initially surprised, then puzzled. This young man named He Jiarong looked quite ordinary; how could he have married such a beautiful wife?

Seeing the BMW X5 outside, Lin Yu immediately guessed what was going on. It turned out He Jiarong was a rich second-generation heir! Now things were much easier; getting tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan was a piece of cake.

"Wife... I just woke up; I was just joking."

Lin Yu smiled awkwardly, still a little uncomfortable calling someone "wife" for the first time. He continued, "I owe these people a little money. Give me my money so I can get it to pay them back."

"Do you even have a penny?" the woman in the long dress said coldly.

"Ah? Where are my savings? Will you keep them safe for me? Help me get some to pay them back." Lin Yu was puzzled, thinking that this rich second-generation heir seemed to be henpecked.

"Savings?"

The woman in the long dress sneered, somewhat angrily saying, "When have you ever had any savings? For the past twenty years, you've eaten and drunk our food, when have you ever earned a single penny?"

The steamed bun shop fell even quieter, and everyone's gaze towards Lin Yu became even stranger.

The blond-haired man was even more impressed; his idol! Not only did he marry such a beautiful wife, but he was also a kept man!

Lin Yu felt incredibly embarrassed. Now he understood—what rich second-generation? This man was a live-in gigolo!

"Young man, thank you for your kindness, but you don't need to help me pay this money. I can handle it myself," Lin Yu's mother hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"Auntie, I'm Lin Yu's good brother. I will definitely help you pay this money. Please give me some time," Lin Yu said, forcing a smile.

Having eaten her food, he felt obliged. Since He Jiarong was a kept man, he was too embarrassed to ask the woman in the long dress for money, so he could only think of other ways to help his mother pay the debt.

Lin Yu then wrote an IOU, pressed his fingerprint on it, and handed it to the blond-haired man.

Seeing Lin Yu's wife driving such a nice car, the blond-haired man wasn't worried about Lin Yu's ability to repay the debt. He left with his gang, glancing at the beautiful woman before leaving.

"I won't help you pay this debt," the woman in the long dress said coldly. She didn't know when this good-for-nothing had become so loyal, rushing to pay off his cronies' debts as soon as he woke up.

"Don't worry, I can pay it myself,"

Lin Yu said, slightly annoyed. This woman was indeed quite pretty, but her attitude towards her husband was terrible, openly exposing his shortcomings in front of others.

"Young man, why are you doing this? I can pay these debts myself," Lin Yu's mother said, her eyes red and swollen, her voice moist. She didn't recall her son ever mentioning such a good friend.

"It's what I should do, Auntie. Lin Yu is gone, but from now on, I'm your son. I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days,"

Lin Yu's eyes also welled up with tears. His mother was right in front of him, yet he couldn't acknowledge her, causing her to suffer this pain—a truly unfilial act.

"Auntie, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Before his tears could fall, Lin Yu said this and quickly walked out. But when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, choking back sobs, "Auntie, if Lin Yu knew what was happening, he certainly wouldn't want you to take your own life. You should cherish your life, live well, and live his part too."

Without further hesitation, Lin Yu walked out of the steamed bun shop.

Lin Yu's mother was shocked, staring blankly at Lin Yu's retreating figure.

The woman in the long dress glanced at Lin Yu's mother, said nothing, and turned to follow him out.

After getting into the car, the woman in the long dress said somewhat displeasedly, "I don't object to you playing the good guy, but you just woke up, you should at least have told me. Do you know how much effort I put into finding you?"

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Lin Yu's tone was somewhat cold; at this moment, his heart was filled with concern for his mother.

Seeing his cold expression, the woman in the long dress suddenly couldn't finish her sentence. She glared at Lin Yu resentfully, forcefully shifted gears, and drove back to the care center.

The doctor gave Lin Yu a full physical examination, which showed everything was normal, and then discharged him from the hospital.

On the way back, Lin Yu looked at the beautiful woman in the long dress's delicate profile, feeling somewhat like he was in a dream. Suddenly having such a beautiful wife was a bit hard to adjust to.

He really wanted to ask the woman in the long dress about her and this He Jiarong, since he didn't even know her name, but he was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he didn't speak.

Actually, Lin Yu wanted to make up an excuse about amnesia, but she treated him so badly even before he had amnesia; if he did, who knew what she would do to him?

Just then, the woman in the long dress's phone rang. She answered it, said "uh-huh" a few times, and hung up. Then she pulled the car over to the side of the road, took out a hundred yuan from her wallet, and handed it

to Lin Yu, saying, "There's an emergency at the clinic. I have to go back. You should take a taxi home yourself. My parents are home." "I'll go to the clinic with you. Maybe I can help," Lin Yu said hesitantly. He didn't even know what her parents looked like; how embarrassing would it be if he went back?

"Help?

" The woman in the long dress gave him a cold glance. It was laughable that such a question came from a good-for-nothing's mouth.

The car stopped in front of a community clinic. The sign above the door read "Hua'an Clinic." The clinic wasn't large, with only a dozen or so staff members, but it looked quite professional.

As soon as the woman in the long dress entered, a bespectacled male doctor rushed over, urgently saying, "Director Jiang, please come quickly! Two doses of fever-reducing injections have already been given, but the child's head is still burning hot, and her voice is hoarse from crying."

The woman in the long dress quickly changed into a white coat and hurried towards the examination room.

Jiang Yan.

Lin Yu caught her name on her work ID and couldn't help but sigh, "She has an air about her, and her name isn't bad either."

Inside the examination room, a young couple was anxiously trying to soothe a crying little girl. The child was only three or four years old, her face flushed red, like she was on fire. She struggled violently in the young woman's arms, looking extremely agitated. Her voice was hoarse from crying, sharp and piercing, occasionally accompanied by dry heaving.

Lin Yu frowned instantly upon seeing this scene. He wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he seemed to see a faint, almost imperceptible black aura surrounding the child.

What surprised him even more was the child's crying; it wasn't shrill, but rather strange, indescribably strange.

"Director Jiang, you've finally arrived!" The young couple looked at Jiang Yan as if she were a savior.

Jiang Yan touched the child's forehead, then checked her pulse, saying, "It's nothing, just a fright. I'll give her a few acupuncture treatments and she'll be fine."

Jiang Yan then instructed the bespectacled doctor to fetch her needle bag and also to administer a sedative.

"Director Jiang, why is this child crying so much today, and even gagging? She didn't do this a few days ago," the young woman said, sweating profusely as she struggled to soothe the child in her arms.

"How did you get here? Did you drive?" Jiang Yan asked.

The young couple nodded.

"That must be because you drove too fast. The child gets carsick, that's why her reaction is so strong," Jiang Yan said.

"Yes, yes, this child has always suffered from severe motion sickness since childhood. I was too anxious, so I drove too fast," the young man said with some remorse.

"It's alright, a sedative injection will make him better soon," Jiang Yan said, always very confident in her medical skills.

Hua'an Clinic, as a community clinic, owes its current reputation almost entirely to her efforts; this minor ailment is naturally no problem for her.

"We can't give her a sedative. She's not simply feverish and agitated. Injecting a sedative carelessly could worsen her condition."

Lin Yu had already retrieved the syringe and sedative, and was about to administer the injection when he suddenly stepped forward to stop her. Lin Yu

was an outstanding graduate of medical school, and now, having inherited his ancestors' medical classics, his medical skills had soared to a pinnacle.

He felt this child's illness was not simple and shouldn't be treated with a sedative hastily.

"I'm working, please leave!" Jiang Yan coldly snapped, glaring angrily at Lin Yu.

When did this useless person have the right to interrupt while she was working?

"If I'm not mistaken, this child has a past illness, right?" Lin Yu ignored Jiang Yan and turned to ask the young couple.

The young couple were stunned; they hadn't expected Lin Yu to be able to tell at a glance that their child had a past illness.

Seeing Jiang Yan's angry expression, the young woman didn't dare to answer directly. She cautiously asked, "Director Jiang, is this also a doctor?"

"He's a doctor? Then I'm the director of Qinghai City People's Hospital!"

Before Jiang Yan could speak, the bespectacled doctor sneered, glancing contemptuously at Lin Yu, and said sarcastically, "This is our Director Jiang's husband, a top student who graduated from Qinghai Vocational Technical School. He hasn't been able to find a job since graduation, a so-called unemployed bum, entirely supported by our Director Jiang..."

"Alright, that's enough, He Jiarong, you can leave now," Jiang Yan interrupted coldly. Having such a useless husband made her lose face.

The young couple gave Lin Yu a mocking look, wondering what sins Director Jiang had committed in her past life to marry such a good-for-nothing.

Lin Yu himself was speechless. Even he looked down on He Jiarong. This man was too pathetic; being looked down upon by his wife was bad enough, but even his wife's subordinate dared to speak to him like that.

"Director Jiang said, please leave!"

Seeing Lin Yu standing still, the bespectacled doctor walked over and gestured for him to leave.

Lin Yu wasn't ungrateful; seeing how unwelcome he was, he said nothing more and turned to leave.

At this moment, Jiang Yan had already injected the child with a sedative, and the child instantly quieted down. The young couple breathed a sigh of relief, convinced that Lin Yu was just a pretentious fool.

Jiang Yan took out a fine needle from her needle pouch and pricked each of the child's little finger joints, squeezing out some clear liquid. Then she touched the child's forehead and said, "The fever will break soon."

Standing outside the clinic, Lin Yu looked frustrated, somewhat regretting possessing this young man's body. He had survived, but it was a pathetic existence.

Recalling the child's crying earlier, Lin Yu was puzzled. Why did a child's cry give him such a strange feeling?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, exclaiming, "That's not a human cry at all!" Just

as Lin Yu finished speaking, that strange crying sounded again from inside the clinic.

Jiang Yan and the young couple panicked. The child, who had been quiet, suddenly started crying violently again, his face contorted in pain, scratching at the young woman incessantly.

"Director Jiang, please look! What's wrong?" the young woman cried anxiously

, clutching the child's hand. Jiang Yan's face turned ashen. She patted the child's back repeatedly to soothe him, her mind racing. He had seemed fine just moments before; why had he suddenly relapsed?

Suddenly, the child stopped crying, his body began to convulse violently, his eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, and his chest heaved violently—clearly, he was suffocating.

Jiang Yan's expression darkened further. She quickly picked up the child, laid him flat on the bed, and began performing CPR, pressing on his chest with both hands.

The bespectacled doctor standing nearby was too terrified to breathe. This was a life-threatening situation, and he feared he might be implicated as well.

"Director Jiang, please, save my daughter!" the young woman cried, collapsing to the floor in despair as she watched her daughter's face grow paler.

"You quack! Do you even know how to treat a patient?!" The young man panicked, his calm demeanor vanishing as he suddenly erupted in a tirade. "If anything happens to my daughter, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Jiang Yan's forehead was covered in cold sweat as she frantically performed chest compressions and artificial respiration on the child, but to no avail. The child's eyes were tightly closed, her face was turning blue, and she remained motionless, clearly on the verge of death.

Jiang Yan's hands trembled uncontrollably with anxiety. She didn't know what was happening; in all her years of medical practice, she had never encountered anything like this.

"I'll kill you!"

Seeing the child's breath growing weaker, the young man instantly lost his temper and lunged at Jiang Yan.

The bespectacled doctor mustered his courage to intervene, but he was too weak and was kicked into a corner by the young man. Then, the young man slapped Jiang Yan across the head.

Jiang Yan's eyelashes fluttered in fright. Seeing that she couldn't dodge, she could only grit her teeth and accept the blow.

But the expected slap didn't come. Jiang Yan looked up and saw that the man's outstretched hand was firmly caught in mid-air by a strong hand.

Lin Yu had somehow appeared in front of her.

"Hitting people solves nothing," Lin Yu said, shoving the man's hand away.

"My daughter was killed by this quack!" the young man roared, his eyes red as he pointed at Jiang Yan, like a beast ready to devour her.

"With me here, your daughter won't die," Lin Yu said firmly.

Looking at Lin Yu's resolute expression, Jiang Yan was momentarily dazed, a strange feeling rising within her.

A sense of security?

How could this useless piece of trash possibly make her feel this way?

"Fine, then you treat her! If you can't, I'll kill you all!" the young man shouted like a madman.

Lin Yu ignored him, turning to check the little girl's pulse.

"What are you doing! You don't know how to treat illnesses!" Jiang Yan grabbed Lin Yu, scolding him in a low voice.

"I haven't told you, but I secretly read some of your medical books before, so I know a little bit," Lin Yu lied.

"Nonsense, how could reading a few books cure illnesses!" Jiang Yan said, already pulling out an electric wire—which she only used to connect to a corpse. While

she spoke, Lin Yu grabbed the little girl by the feet and lifted her upside down. His right hand, with four fingers together and his thumb wedged into the first joint of his index finger, cupped his palm, and he gently patted the child's back twice.

"What are you doing!" the young man roared.

Before he finished speaking, the little girl, who had been in shock, suddenly coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of murky black phlegm, and then started crying again. However, due to prolonged oxygen deprivation, she was weak and her voice was soft, but still sounded strange.

Lin Yu then lifted her upright and pressed his thumb lightly on the inside of her neck, instantly making her breathing easier.

However, the little girl continued to cry and frantically scratched at Lin Yu, her expression contorted with hatred.

Lin Yu didn't flinch, his gaze fixed on the little girl, his deep eyes flashing with a burning light, like a ball of fire.

This is a soul-breaking technique from the esoteric arts passed down from our ancestors. When practiced to a certain level, it can shatter the souls of low-level wandering ghosts with just a glance.

Lin Yu was now absolutely certain that the little girl was possessed by something similar to himself, but clearly this thing wasn't as kind as him and didn't want to kill her.

Although Lin Yu's cultivation was still shallow, seeing the light in his eyes, the little girl, who had been crying, immediately quieted down, a great fear flashing in her eyes.

Then she struggled violently, jumped off Lin Yu, and ran quickly to the young woman slumped on the ground, hugging her neck tightly and saying obediently, "Mommy, I'm okay, let's go home."

Seeing their daughter recover, the young couple were overjoyed, and the three of them hugged each other, weeping with happiness.

Jiang Yan's heart immediately relaxed, feeling somewhat guilty. Why hadn't she thought the little girl was choking on phlegm?

Then she looked at Lin Yu with some anger. Did this good-for-nothing even know what he was doing? He had no medical skills at all, yet he dared to show off. He was lucky to have cured the little girl; it was pure luck. If anything had happened to the little girl, he would have been held responsible.

However, she felt a little grateful to Lin Yu. In the past, this good-for-nothing would always hide behind her when something happened, but today he actually stood up for her, showing that his head injury last time was quite serious.

"Your daughter is alright for now, but what I did was only a temporary fix. To cure her completely, she needs a few acupuncture treatments," Lin Yu said, staring at the little girl.

"No, Mommy, I don't want acupuncture, I'm already better," the little girl said, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at Lin Yu.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Yan walked over and scolded him in a low voice. This good-for-nothing, he didn't know when to stop, and he really thought he was a doctor.

The young man coldly glanced at Lin Yu, his eyes showing no gratitude whatsoever, and sneered, "You still dare to let you treat her? Do you think my daughter has too long to live?"

"If you have any more problems when you get back, don't blame me for not warning you,"

Lin Yu frowned slightly, somewhat displeased. He had just saved his daughter's life, and not only was he not grateful, but his attitude was also so rude.

"Who are you cursing!" The young man stood up abruptly, as if to attack, but the young woman quickly pulled him back.

The young man finally suppressed his anger, picked up his daughter, and walked out, not forgetting to coldly toss out a sentence before leaving, "My brother-in-law is the deputy director of the Health Bureau. Your clinic will be investigated soon."

The young woman glanced at Jiang Yan, said nothing, and quickly followed her out.

Jiang Yan felt a pang of bitterness. In the past, when she treated their child, they were always so grateful. She never expected that after an accident,

they would instantly become enemies. "It's normal for human relationships to change. Don't take it to heart," Lin Yu seemed to see through her thoughts and gently comforted her.

"Don't pretend to know everything about things you don't know!"

Jiang Yan didn't appreciate his words at all. She gave him a cold look, ignored him, and went about her business.

"Lucky bastard."

The bespectacled doctor who had been kicked and cried by the young man had now straightened his clothes and gave Lin Yu a disdainful look.

What kind of people were in this clinic? He had just helped them out of a predicament.

Lin Yu was speechless. He suddenly wanted to die again, and then find someone to possess. That would be better than this coward.

The young couple, carrying their child, got into the car and rushed back. The young man kept cursing and swearing, saying this wasn't over. The young woman tried to persuade him to let it go, after all, Director Jiang had helped them a lot before.

"That damn director! I told you to go to the People's Hospital, but you wouldn't listen! You almost killed Xin Xin!" the young man cursed angrily. "And her good-for-nothing husband, he dared to curse our daughter! If it weren't for his lucky accident that he cured her, I would have slapped him!"

He then called his brother-in-law at the Health Bureau and embellished the story.

The young woman didn't dare speak; she hadn't expected a simple cold to escalate so much. The young woman

's name was Sun Min, and her husband's name was Wu Jianguo. They came from a wealthy family, hence their arrogant nature.

His father, Wu Jinyuan, had been the director of the Qinghai City Health Bureau, retiring two years ago. It was because of his father that his brother-in-law became the deputy director of the Health Bureau, so he was confident he could bring down Hua'an Clinic with a single phone call.

At this moment, Wu Jinyuan and his wife were pacing anxiously at home. Their granddaughter was the apple of their eye.

After Wu Jianguo and his wife brought the child home, the elderly couple rushed over to hug their granddaughter, touching her head and finding everything normal, they breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could even rejoice, the child suddenly rolled her eyes back, her body convulsing rapidly again, her chest heaving violently, struggling to breathe.

Wu Jianguo and his wife, along with the two elderly people, were terrified and immediately drove to Qinghai City People's Hospital.

After the child was taken to the emergency room, Wu Jianguo angrily cursed, insisting that Jiang Yan was responsible for their daughter's condition.

Wu Jinyuan, his face ashen, remained silent, his eyes fixed on the emergency room. He believed his granddaughter would be alright because the person who had just gone in was Li Haoming, the vice president of Qinghai City Hospital, a nationally renowned internal medicine expert.

In the entire Qinghai City, only a handful of patients could be persuaded to have him personally examine them.

But Li Haoming went in and came rushing out, sweating profusely, saying, "Old Wu, I've never seen this kind of disease before. I'm afraid the child... she can't be saved..."

Sun Min and her mother-in-law immediately collapsed onto the benches, burying their faces in their hands and weeping.

"How could that be!" Wu Jianguo jumped up and roared at Li Haoming, "If you can't cure my daughter, you can quit your job as vice-president!"

"Jianguo!" Wu Jinyuan scolded his son, forcing back his grief, and asked, "Is there absolutely no way?"

Li Haoming nodded seriously and said, "With our hospital's capabilities, we can only let her hold on for another hour at most."

His implication was clear: it was too late to transfer her to a hospital in Beijing.

In truth, Wu Jinyuan knew that if Li Haoming was helpless, then going anywhere would be futile.

"Dad, I know how to save Xinxin!"

Wu Jianguo looked painfully at his daughter in the emergency room and hurriedly described how Lin Yu had treated her at the clinic.

Li Haoming didn't dare delay and rushed in to turn Xin Xin upside down as Wu Jianguo had instructed. He patted her back with his palm, but it had no effect.

"Impossible!" Wu Jianguo was dumbfounded, large beads of sweat dripping down his face.

Sun Min remembered Lin Yu's warning before leaving that her daughter's condition wasn't fully cured, and she forgot about crying. She rushed over and told her father-in-law and Li Haoming what had happened.

"Old Wu, I suggest we invite this young man over. Maybe he can do something," Li Haoming said, hoping for the best.

Sun Min glanced at Wu Jianguo and carefully told her father-in-law about the conflict between Wu Jianguo and Lin Yu.

"Nonsense! I told you long ago to be calm and collected!"

Wu Jinyuan kicked Wu Jianguo hard and said sternly, "Hurry up and come with me to apologize to them!"

After saying that, he no longer cared about his former authority as the bureau chief and ran out. Wu Jianguo quickly followed.

Jiang Yan was busy seeing patients in the consultation room, while Lin Yu sat idly in a chair reading a magazine. The doctors and other staff members passing by looked at him with utter contempt.

What kind of man was he? His wife was working herself to the bone inside, while he was just sitting here doing nothing.

Just then, a sharp screech of brakes came from outside. A white van, bearing the words "Health Supervision," pulled up outside.

Several men dressed in Health Bureau uniforms got out, led by Wu Jianguo's brother-in-law, Deng Chengbin. Deng waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly!"

Normally, a phone call from his brother-in-law wouldn't have warranted his personal intervention, but hearing that it involved his father-in-law's most beloved granddaughter, he didn't dare delay and rushed over immediately.

After all, if he wanted to advance his career, he still needed his father-in-law's connections.

"This clinic is suspected of using counterfeit and substandard drugs. A thorough investigation is required. All unauthorized personnel are requested to leave!"

The Health Bureau staff immediately issued a smear against the clinic after entering.

The patients who had left the clinic didn't immediately depart; they lingered at the entrance, watching the commotion.

"Director Deng, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Our clinic has always abided by the law, how could we possibly misuse counterfeit drugs?"

Clinic director Sun Feng rushed out upon hearing the commotion, bowing as he offered Deng Chengbin a cigarette while explaining with a forced smile. He was puzzled; he had just given this deputy director two boxes of ginseng a couple of days ago, so why was he being investigated today?

Deng Chengbin pushed the cigarette away and said coldly, "Don't try to be friendly. Today we're doing business. I heard you have a doctor here named Jiang Yan who almost took a child's life due to improper medication?"

"Nonsense! I prescribed medication rationally based on the patient's condition!" Jiang Yan was indignant. She stepped out from among the group of doctors, glaring coldly at Deng Chengbin. She could guess that this must be the brother-in-law from the Health Bureau that Wu Jianguo had mentioned.

Deng Chengbin's expression faltered upon seeing Jiang Yan, clearly taken aback, but he quickly recovered and said coldly, "Whether the medication was used properly or not, we will naturally investigate that. Please come with us." "

Director Deng, you're exaggerating. Dr. Jiang is a household name in our area," Sun Feng said with a forced smile. "Besides, that child was already better when he left us."

"Old Sun, don't blame me for being disrespectful. If you keep dawdling in front of me, I'll arrest you too," Deng Chengbin said coldly, giving Sun Feng a sharp look.

Seeing that Deng Chengbin was serious, Sun Feng was too scared to utter a sound, inwardly cursing him as a scoundrel.

Deng Chengbin gave his two subordinates a wink, and they immediately moved to grab Jiang Yan. However, Lin Yu had somehow stepped in front of Jiang Yan and said coldly to Deng Chengbin, "As far as I know, the Health Bureau doesn't seem to have the authority to arrest people."

"Who do you think you are? Whether I have the right to arrest people or not is none of your business!" Deng Chengbin was furious. "Sun Feng, is this also a doctor from your clinic?"

"No, he's Dr. Jiang's husband." Sun Feng said, while giving Lin Yu a wink, signaling him not to act impulsively.

"Oh, it's him. I heard he also treated my niece, right? Does he have a medical license? Show it to me." Deng Chengbin glanced coldly at Lin Yu. His brother-in-law had mentioned this person on the phone, and it seemed he had a lot of opinions about him.

"He's not a doctor, he doesn't have a medical license. Director Deng, please don't take it to heart. I heard he's the one who saved your niece just now." Sun Feng hurriedly said with a smile.

"Practicing medicine without a license is a violation of the law. Take him away too. I'll call the bureau in a bit and they'll come pick him up," Deng Chengbin sneered. He didn't have the authority to arrest anyone, but the deputy bureau chief was his sworn brother.

"Good for nothing, good for making things worse," Jiang Yan glared at Lin Yu, then took out her phone to call her father to help smooth things over and prevent this good-for-nothing from actually being arrested.

Just as the two staff members were about to take action, an SUV sped up like a madman, screeching to a stop in front of the clinic. Two figures quickly got out—it was Wu Jinyuan and his son,

looking extremely anxious. Seeing his father-in-law and brother-in-law, Deng Chengbin's face lit up. He thought it was a perfect opportunity to curry favor with his father-in-law.

"Dad, you've come at the right time! I was just about to shut down this clinic, and I was about to arrest these two quacks too," Deng Chengbin quickly greeted them.

Wu Jinyuan ignored him completely, strode to the front of the crowd, and said urgently, "May I ask which young friend treated my granddaughter's strange illness just now?"

"Dad, it was him!"

Wu Jianguo spotted Lin Yu in the crowd and pointed.

Wu Jinyuan quickly stepped forward and said politely, "Young friend, my granddaughter's strange illness has relapsed, and she's on the verge of death in the hospital. I beg you to help her; this old man would be eternally grateful."

"Director, you've arrived." Sun Feng's eyes lit up. Seeing Wu Jinyuan being so polite to Lin Yu, his heart immediately jumped. This gigolo probably didn't know any medical skills; he had just gotten lucky.

Hearing Deng Chengbin and Wu Jianguo address the old man, Lin Yu knew his identity.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't treat him." Lin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I don't have a medical license. Your son-in-law just said I was practicing medicine illegally and was about to call the police to arrest me."

"You bastard! Get over here and apologize to him!"

Wu Jinyuan glared at Deng Chengbin behind him, then pointed at Wu Jianguo and said sternly, "And you! Come over here and apologize too!"

Deng Chengbin glanced at Wu Jianguo, wondering what was going on.

Seeing that Wu Jianguo's face was pale and he didn't say anything, Deng Chengbin didn't dare to ask and went over to apologize to Lin Yu. "Young man, I'm sorry, just now..."

"The one you need to apologize to isn't me, but my... my wife."

They had just started to speak when Lin Yu interrupted them .

Lin Yu smiled bitterly to himself, realizing for the first time how awkward it sounded to call someone "wife.

" "I'm sorry, Director Jiang, I was too anxious before, so I spoke harshly. Please forgive me." Wu Jianguo looked sincere, no longer the arrogant person he was when he left.

"Dr. Jiang, I'm so sorry. I misunderstood the situation earlier. Please forgive me." Although he was resentful, Deng Chengbin had no choice but to comply with his father-in-law's orders.

"It's alright." Jiang Yan waved her hand magnanimously, then turned to look at Lin Yu, her eyes filled with indescribable complexity. She had actually sensed a hint of masculinity in this seemingly useless man. How could that be?

"Young friend, would it be convenient for you to come with me to the hospital to treat my granddaughter?" Wu Jinyuan asked earnestly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, he has no medical skills at all. He just got lucky and stumbled upon her." Jiang Yan had no choice but to tell the truth. Although she also hoped that Lin Yu could save the little girl, it was impossible.

"Yes, Mr. Wu, you overestimate him. He's just a vocational school graduate; how could he possibly know any medical skills?" Sun Feng quickly stepped forward to explain. One shouldn't rush into treatment when someone is desperate, especially since Lin Yu wasn't a doctor at all.

"Old folks, they're right. I really haven't studied medicine." Under He Jiarong's name, Lin Yu could only answer honestly.

Hearing this, Wu Jinyuan's hopeful eyes instantly dimmed, and a trace of sorrow suddenly welled up on his weathered face.

"Dad, you see, I told you this kid was a fraud." Hearing Lin Yu admit he didn't know medicine, Deng Chengbin immediately gained confidence and gave a contemptuous sneer.

Lin Yu ignored him and said to Wu Jinyuan, "Old Wu, although I haven't studied medicine, I've read quite a few medical books and know a little about difficult and complicated diseases. I happened to see your granddaughter's illness mentioned in an ancient medical book. If you trust me, I'm willing to treat her."

"Of course, of course!" Wu Jinyuan's cloudy eyes lit up again, and he hurriedly pulled Lin Yu's hand towards the car.

Wu Jianguo didn't dare to delay and hurriedly ran to get the car.

"Dad, how could you believe a liar!"

Deng Chengbin was anxious. Seeing that his brother-in-law had already driven away, he hurriedly called his men to get in the car and followed.

"That lunatic!" Jiang Yan stomped her foot angrily and also drove to the hospital.

After Wu Jinyuan and Lin Yu rushed to the emergency room, Li Haoming immediately came to greet them. He was stunned when he saw Lin Yu. Although he knew he was a young man, he was too young.

At this time, the little girl in the emergency room was pale and lifeless, her body was no longer twitching. The blood oxygen saturation on the monitor had dropped to 40%.

Li Haoming couldn't help but sigh. In his opinion, the little girl was beyond saving.

"Doctor, do you have any acupuncture needles? Please get me a few." Lin Yu said as he went in and felt the little girl's pulse.

"You mean you want to treat this with acupuncture? This... how is that possible?" Li Haoming was somewhat surprised, but he still quickly ordered someone to fetch the acupuncture needles.

Several internal medicine doctors in the hospital were also puzzled, secretly disdainful, thinking that Lin Yu was being arrogant. Their hospital's sophisticated instruments couldn't detect the problem; could he really cure it with a few silver needles?

"He Jiarong! Do you know what you're doing!"

At this moment, Jiang Yan and Deng Chengbin's group also arrived. Jiang Yan looked coldly at Lin Yu. In her opinion, Lin Yu was pretending to know what he didn't, which was tantamount to murder.

"I'm saving someone." Lin Yu's voice was soft but firm.

Jiang Yan wanted to say something, but Lin Yu suddenly stepped forward and grasped her hand. She froze slightly, feeling his palm was warm, even somewhat burning.

"Trust me." Lin Yu looked into her eyes and said softly.

Jiang Yan abruptly pulled her hand back, her face slightly flushed, and she didn't say the rest of her words.

Lin Yu's lips curled into a satisfied smile. He flipped his hand and grabbed the red string peach pit bracelet he'd stolen from Jiang Yan's wrist.

After obtaining acupuncture needles, Lin Yu swiftly inserted them into the little girl's Dazhu, Fengmen, and Feishu acupoints on her back.

These three acupoints govern the respiratory system, but the little girl's true illness lay elsewhere. Lin Yu needled these points to help her breathe and also to deceive others.

He then inserted needles into the little girl's Quchi and Taichong acupoints. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat official account [玉石文学] and reply with the number 170 to continue reading!)

While inserting the needles, his hand covered the little girl's abdomen, and he silently chanted the Soul-Breaking Technique. His palm suddenly became scorching hot, and a wisp of black energy immediately rose from the little girl's body, swirling around her.

The little girl let out a soft hum, then began to breathe heavily, her complexion gradually regaining its rosy hue.

"It's...it's healed!"

"He's breathing again!"

"Incredible!" (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat official account [玉石文学] and reply with the number 170 to continue reading!)

Several knowledgeable doctors outside the door couldn't help but cheer.

Li Haoming looked puzzled; how could a few seemingly casual acupuncture needles have cured such a strange illness?

Mr. and Mrs. Wu Jianguo and the child's grandmother were moved to tears, and even the well-informed Wu Jinyuan couldn't help but shed tears.

Jiang Yan, standing to the side, looked stunned, staring at the composed Lin Yu in astonishment. For a moment, she was dazed; was this still the good-for-nothing she remembered?

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