My beautiful colleague stayed at my house

"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 people's hearing becomes exceptionally sharp before they die, 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 died early, and his mother 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 about to brighten up, 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 bluish, 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 nurse's help, 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 car and sat beside his body, tightly clutching 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 him dead, her life had no meaning.

Hearing his mother's intention to commit suicide, Lin Yu panicked. He tried to lie down on the body like a ghost from a movie, 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 furnace, 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, an 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, specks of light continuing to drift from his soul, their speed increasing.

The hellish world in his eyes became clearer, and he could hear a mysterious, hoarse voice calling to him from below.

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

This was left to Lin Yu by his grandfather when he passed away, and he had worn it since childhood. His mother had deliberately not taken it off when he was dressed in his burial clothes.

The pendant's light grew brighter and brighter, then shattered with a bang, and a wisp of emerald green light shot out from the pendant and attached 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 sick and save others, and to help yourself..."

The voice then faded, 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, Lin Yu felt incredibly excited, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

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

This thought flashed through his mind, and suddenly a memory about the Resurrection Technique popped up.

The memory showed that through the Resurrection Technique, a person whose soul had not yet dissipated after death could be reborn by possessing another body.

However, Lin Yu's physical body had already been reduced to ashes in the fire. Fortunately, there was a record of a method for reviving a damaged body: "When the physical body perishes, become a ghost, seek a living body, and then possess it."

Lin Yu gasped. This meant that since his physical body was damaged, the only way to revive him was to become a ghost through a soul-reviving technique and possess someone else's body.

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

he hesitated, Lin Yu's soul grew fainter and fainter, leaving only a phantom. The sounds 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 believed that possessing such a person wouldn't count as murder.

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

But he found his 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 patient in his early twenties, chanted a resurrection spell, and instantly transformed into a wisp of white smoke, fearlessly diving inside.

"You can't escape!"

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

When Lin Yu awoke, he was blinded by a bright light. After a moment, his vision adjusted, and he looked down to find himself lying in a hospital room.

Success!

Lin Yu was so excited he almost shouted. He sat up abruptly, glanced at his new body, eagerly tore off the IV drip, and jumped off the bed. But as soon as his feet touched the ground, he 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 just yesterday, and now he was alive again.

After moving around a bit to adjust to his new body, he couldn't wait to rush out of the hospital. He only had one thing on his mind: to see his mother.

The steamed bun shop was packed with people, and a dozen or so thugs were yelling at Lin Yu's mother to pay back the money she owed them.

To pay for Lin Yu's surgery, Lin Yu's mother had been forced to borrow over ten thousand yuan at exorbitant interest rates. Upon learning of Lin Yu's death, the thugs were eager to collect their debts.

"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,"

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

"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, a thug with yellow hair, cursed.

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

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

"But I really have no money right now. You all 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, you transfer your dilapidated house to us, consider it paying off the debt." The blond-haired man's eyes darted around, revealing his true purpose.

Lin Yu's mother was slightly taken aback. The house was left by Lin Yu's maternal grandfather. Although it was a bit old, it was in a good location. According to the current housing prices in Qinghai, it could sell for at least two or three million. They were practically robbing her.

But now that her son was dead, her home was gone. What was the point of keeping the house? If she paid off the debt, she could die in peace.

Thinking of 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, rushed in like a whirlwind.

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

Lin Yu instinctively dodged and pushed him away, sending the blond-haired guy flying five or six meters through the air before crashing onto a table inside.

"Kill him!"

the blond-haired guy yelled, clutching his chest. At his command, a dozen or so thugs rushed forward, beating and kicking Lin Yu mercilessly. Lin Yu quickly retaliated. Then,

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

All of them, even with a dozen men attacking, couldn't even touch Lin Yu's clothes, while his 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 was utterly shocked. They say possessed beings possessed immense strength, and he never imagined it was true. Moreover, these people's movements seemed incredibly slow to him, making them easy to dodge.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

The blond-haired man was terrified by the scene before him. He'd seen people who could fight, but never anyone this strong—they were practically superhuman!

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

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

Lin Yu was overjoyed, tears welling in his eyes. Being alive and seeing his mother again was truly wonderful.

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. 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 of frightening his mother by revealing his true identity.

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

Lin Yu didn't answer, grabbed a pair of chopsticks from 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. Since he had come back to life, 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 Lin Yu 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 sounded so confident; he thought he'd produce the money immediately.

"What? You don't believe me?"

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

"I believe you, I believe 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 for now and pay it back once he earned more.

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, seemingly captivated 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 henchmen were stunned.

Lin Yu was also drawn to her.

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

"Miss, would you like to buy some steamed buns? What kind of filling do you want?"

Lin Yu blurted out, his habit of addressing people like that from his days helping his mother sell steamed buns had become a conditioned reflex.

"What did you call me?" The woman in the long dress gave him a cold look, 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 looking 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 ordinary; how could he have married such a beautiful wife?

Seeing the BMW X5 outside, Lin Yu immediately guessed what was going on. So He Jiarong was a rich second-generation heir! Now things were much easier; paying off the loan of tens or hundreds of thousands would be a piece of cake.

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

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

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

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

"Savings?"

the woman in the long dress sneered, saying angrily, "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 became even quieter, and everyone's gaze towards Lin Yu became even stranger.

Huang Mao was even more impressed. "My idol! Not only did he marry such a beautiful wife, but he's also a kept man!"

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

"Young man, thank you for your kindness, but you don't need to pay this money back. I can handle it myself," Lin Yu's mother quickly interjected.

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

He couldn't very well ask the beautiful woman in the long dress for money since He Jiarong was a kept man. He had to find another way to help his mother pay the debt.

Lin Yu then wrote an IOU, pressed his fingerprint on it, and handed it to Huang Mao.

Seeing that Lin Yu's wife drove such a nice car, Huang Mao wasn't worried about him not being able to pay back the money. He left with his gang, not forgetting to glance 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 beautiful, but her attitude towards her husband was terrible, openly exposing his shortcomings in front of outsiders.

"Young man, why are you doing this? I can pay these debts myself," Lin Yu's mother said, her eyes red and swollen, her memory of her son never mentioning such a good friend.

"It's what I should do, Auntie. Lin Yu is gone, but from now on, I'm your own 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, letting her suffer this pain for nothing—it was truly unfilial.

"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 going on, 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 coming to be a good person, 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 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 even before he lost his memory, she treated him so badly; if he did lose his memory, who knows how much she would abuse him?

Just then, the woman in the long dress received a phone call. She answered it, said "uh-huh" a few times, and hung up. She then 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 rush back. You should take a taxi home; 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 look. It was laughable that such a simpleton would say that.

The car stopped in front of a community clinic. The sign at the entrance 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 went inside, a bespectacled male doctor rushed over and said urgently, "Director Jiang, please come quickly! The child has already had two doses of fever-reducing injections, but his head is still burning hot, and his voice is hoarse from crying."

The woman in the long dress quickly changed into her 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 clinic, a young couple was anxiously trying to soothe a crying little girl. The child, only three or four years old, had a flushed face, as if on fire, struggling violently in the young woman's arms. She looked extremely agitated, her voice hoarse from crying, sharp and piercing, occasionally accompanied by dry heaving.

Lin Yu's brows furrowed instantly at this sight. He wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he seemed to see a faint, almost imperceptible, black aura surrounding the child.

However, what surprised him even more was the child's crying—not because it was sharp, but because it was 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 the child's pulse, and said, "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 asked the nurse to prescribe 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 been very carsick. I was too anxious, so I drove very fast," the young man said, somewhat apologetically.

"It's alright, a sedative will do the trick," 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."

The nurse had already brought the syringe and sedative, and was about to administer the injection when Lin Yu 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 the 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 had this useless person ever dared to interrupt while she was working?

"If I'm not mistaken, this child has a history of hidden illnesses, 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.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yan had already injected the child with a sedative, and the child instantly calmed 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 this was a pathetic existence.

Recalling the child's cries from 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, the strange crying sound came from the clinic again.

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

"Director Jiang, please look quickly, what's going on?" the young woman said anxiously, holding the child's hand.

Jiang Yan's face turned pale. He kept patting the child's back to soothe him, his mind racing. The child had clearly calmed down just moments before; why had it suddenly relapsed?

Then, the child suddenly stopped crying, his body convulsing violently, his eyes rolling back, foaming at the mouth, and his chest heaving violently, clearly suffocating.

Jiang Yan's face grew even paler. She hurriedly picked up the child, laid her flat on the bed, and began performing CPR, pressing her hands together on the child's chest.

The bespectacled doctor standing nearby was terrified, barely daring to breathe. It looked like someone was going to die, and he feared he would be implicated as well.

"Director Jiang, please, please save my daughter!" The young woman, seeing her daughter's face growing paler, collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You quack! Do you even know how to treat a patient?!" The young man panicked, his composure gone, and suddenly burst into curses. "If anything happens to my daughter, I'll make you pay with your life!"

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

Jiang Yan's hands trembled uncontrollably. 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 rushed forward to hit Jiang Yan.

The bespectacled doctor mustered his courage to step in and break up the fight, but he was too weak and was kicked into a corner by the young man. Then, the young man slapped Jiang Yan on the head. Jiang Yan's

eyelashes trembled 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 slap was firmly caught in mid-air by a strong hand.

Lin Yu had appeared in front of her without her noticing.

"Hitting people won't solve anything." Lin Yu pushed the man's hand away.

"My daughter was killed by this quack doctor!" The young man roared, his eyes red, pointing at Jiang Yan like a beast about to devour her.

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

Looking at the resolute Lin Yu, Jiang Yan was momentarily dazed, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

A sense of security?

How could that be? How could this good-for-nothing possibly make him feel that way?

"Fine, then you heal me. If you can't heal me, I'll kill you all!" the young man roared like a madman.

Lin Yu ignored him and turned to check the little girl's pulse.

"What are you doing! How could you possibly know how to cure illnesses?" Jiang Yan grabbed Lin Yu and scolded him in a low voice.

"I've never told you, but I used to secretly read some of your medical books, so I know a little bit," Lin Yu lied.

"Nonsense, how could reading a few books possibly cure illnesses!" Jiang Yan said, already taking out her phone to call 120, although she knew in her heart that 120 would only pick up a corpse.

As she spoke, Lin Yu had already grabbed the little girl's feet and lifted her up, his right hand with four fingers together, thumb wedged into the first joint of his index finger, palm hollow, and 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 turbid black phlegm, and then cried again, but because of prolonged lack of oxygen, she had little strength, and her voice was not loud, but it still sounded very strange.

Lin Yu then lifted her upright and gently pressed his thumb against the inside of her neck, instantly easing the little girl's breathing.

However, she continued to cry and frantically scratch at Lin Yu, her expression contorted with hatred.

Lin Yu didn't flinch, his gaze fixed on the little girl, his deep eyes blazing with a fiery light.

This was a Soul-Breaking Technique from his ancestral Taoist arts; at a certain level, a single glance could obliterate the souls of low-level wandering ghosts.

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

Although Lin Yu's cultivation was still shallow, seeing the light in his eyes, the crying little girl immediately quieted down, a flicker of immense terror crossing her eyes.

She struggled to her feet, jumped off Lin Yu, and ran quickly to the young woman slumped on the ground. She hugged the woman's neck tightly and said sweetly, "Mommy, I'm okay now, let's go home."

Seeing their daughter recover, the young couple were overjoyed, and the three of them embraced and wept tears of happiness.

Jiang Yan's heart immediately relaxed, but she felt a pang of guilt. Why hadn't she thought the little girl was choking on phlegm?

Then she glared angrily at Lin Yu. Did this good-for-nothing even know what he was doing? He had no medical skills, yet he dared to show off. He was lucky to have cured the little girl; if anything had happened to her, he would have been held responsible.

However, she felt a little grateful to Lin Yu. In the past, this good-for-nothing would hide behind her when things went wrong, but today he had stood up for her, showing that his head injury last time was quite severe.

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

"No, Mom, I don't want acupuncture, I'm already better." The little girl looked at Lin Yu with a hint of fear in her eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Yan walked over and scolded him in a low voice. This good-for-nothing, doesn't know when to stop, really thinks he's 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 me? Do you think my daughter has too long to live?"

"If you have any more problems when you go 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 then suppressed his anger, picked up his daughter and walked out, not forgetting to coldly throw out a sentence before leaving, "My brother-in-law is the deputy director of the Health Bureau, your clinic can wait to be investigated."

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

Jiang Yan felt a pang of bitterness. They had been so grateful when she treated their child, but now, after this accident, they'd turned into enemies.

"It's normal for human relationships to change; don't take it to heart," Lin Yu said softly, seemingly sensing her thoughts.

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

Jiang Yan was completely unmoved, giving him a cold glance before ignoring him and going about her business.

"Lucky bastard,"

the bespectacled doctor, who had been kicked and cried by the young man, rolled his eyes at Lin Yu.

What kind of people were in this clinic? He'd just helped them out!

Lin Yu was speechless, suddenly wanting to die again, to possess someone else—that would be better than this coward.

The young couple, carrying their child, got into the car and drove back. The young man kept cursing, saying this wasn't over, while the young woman tried to persuade him to let it go, since 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 got Xin Xin killed!" 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 their precious darling.

After Wu Jianguo and his wife brought their 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's eyelids suddenly rolled back, her body began to convulse rapidly again, her chest heaving violently, and she was struggling to breathe.

Wu Jianguo, his wife, and 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 his 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 hadn't been inside for even a minute when he rushed out, sweating profusely, saying, "Old Wu, I've never seen this kind of disease before. I'm afraid... the child can't be saved..."

Upon hearing this, 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 as he asked, "Is there absolutely no way?"

Li Haoming nodded solemnly and said, "With the capabilities of our hospital, we can only hold on for another hour at most."

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

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, following Wu Jianguo's instructions to turn Xinxin upside down and pat her back with his palm, but to no avail.

"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 wasn't fully cured, and forgetting her tears, she rushed over to tell her father-in-law and Li Haoming what had happened.

“Old Wu, I suggest we invite this young man over; maybe he can come up with a solution,” Li Haoming said, hoping for the best.

Sun Min glanced at Wu Jianguo and cautiously 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 shouted, “Hurry up and come with me to apologize!”

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 clinic, while Lin Yu sat idly in a chair reading a magazine. The nurses and doctors passing by looked at him with disdain.

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

Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes came from outside. A white van stopped outside, with the words “Health Supervision” printed on its side.

Several men in health bureau uniforms got out of the car. The leader was Wu Jianguo's brother-in-law, Deng Chengbin. He waved his hand and said, "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly!"

Normally, a phone call from his brother-in-law wouldn't have required his personal intervention, but upon 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 climb the ranks further, he still needed his father-in-law's help to pull strings.

"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 labeled the clinic after entering.

The patients who had left the clinic didn't immediately depart; they lingered at the entrance to watch 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 doctors and nurses, 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 froze 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, the child was already better when he left us."

"Old Sun, don't blame me for not giving you face. 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 right 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 rashly.

"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, so 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 police station 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 director of the police station was his sworn brother.

"More trouble than you're worth," Jiang Yan glared at Lin Yu, then took out his phone to call his 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 will 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'm practicing medicine illegally and is 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 Wu Jianguo's pale face and silence, Deng Chengbin didn't dare ask any questions 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 were interrupted by Lin Yu before they could finish speaking.

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 hasty before, so I spoke harshly. Please forgive me, don't hold it against me." Wu Jianguo looked sincere, his arrogant demeanor from when he left gone completely gone. "

Dr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation just now, which led to the misunderstanding. Please forgive me." Although he was resentful, Deng Chengbin could only obey 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 detected 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 pleaded earnestly.

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

"Yes, Elder 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 man, they're right. I haven't studied medicine." Bearing 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, 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 can you believe a fraud!"

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

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

After Wu Jinyuan and Lin Yu rushed to the emergency room, Li Haoming immediately greeted them. He was momentarily stunned upon seeing Lin Yu; although he knew Lin Yu was young, he seemed far too young.

The little girl in the emergency room was deathly pale, her face and limbs ashen, barely moving. Her body was no longer twitching, and the oxygen saturation on the monitor had dropped to 40%.

Li Haoming sighed; in his opinion, the little girl was beyond saving.

"Doctor, do you have any acupuncture needles? Please fetch me a few," Lin Yu said, checking the little girl's pulse.

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

(The last sentence is a separate, unrelated paragraph and is not translated.) They were all puzzled, a hint of disdain creeping into their hearts. They felt Lin Yu was being arrogant; how could he possibly cure a ailment that even their hospital's sophisticated instruments couldn't detect with a few silver needles?

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

Jiang Yan and Deng Chengbin's group arrived at this moment. Jiang Yan coldly stared at Lin Yu, believing him to be presumptuous and tantamount to murder.

"I'm saving someone," Lin Yu said softly but firmly.

Before Jiang Yan could say anything more, Lin Yu suddenly stepped forward and grasped her hand. She froze slightly, feeling the warmth of his palm, almost burning.

"Trust me," Lin Yu said softly, looking into her eyes.

Jiang Yan abruptly pulled her hand back, her face slightly flushed, unable to utter the rest of her words.

A satisfied smile played on Lin Yu's lips. He flipped his hand and grabbed the red peach pit bracelet he had stolen from Jiang Yan's wrist.

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

These three acupoints are all related to the respiratory system, but the little girl's real illness was not here. Lin Yu inserted these needles to help her breathe and also to deceive others. (

Follow the WeChat public account "Manyu Literature" and reply with the number "38" to continue reading the exciting story!) Lin Yu then inserted a needle into the little girl's Quchi and Taichong acupoints. While inserting the needles, his hand covered the little girl's abdomen, and he silently recited the Soul-Breaking Technique. His palm suddenly became extremely hot, and a black aura 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.

"Good...it's cured!"

"She's breathing again!"

"Incredible!"

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

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

Mr. and Mrs. Wu Jianguo were moved to tears, and even the well-traveled Wu Jinyuan couldn't help but shed a few tears.

Jiang Yan, standing to the side, stared in astonishment at the composed Lin Yu, momentarily bewildered. Was this really the good-for-nothing she remembered?

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