162: Chapter 162 The prize money hadn't even warmed his heart when his sister got into trouble?

Lin Fan jumped off the ring, and Xia Wanqiu greeted him immediately.

"Your clothes are torn again."

Lin Fan looked down.

There was a palm print on his fluorescent green short-sleeve shirt.

Although Zhao Gang's palm didn't hurt his skin, the clothes couldn't withstand it.

"It's fine."

Lin Fan brushed the dust off his chest.

"I'll ask Beijing Martial Arts University for reimbursement later."

"You're still asking for reimbursement?" Xia Wanqiu rolled her eyes. "You've already fleeced them dry."

"That's called reasonable compensation."

Lin Fan was extremely righteous.

Murong Yan walked out from the waiting area, holding Lin Fan's megaphone and banner, looking very calm.

"Won?"

"Duh."

Lin Fan took the megaphone and clipped it to his waist.

"Have you ever seen me lose?"

"Never." Murong Yan stuffed the banner into Lin Fan's arms. "But I have seen you linger on stage after winning, chasing people to beg for a beating."

"That's called overtime."

"It's called being a pervert."

Lin Fan couldn't be bothered to argue with her.

He took out his phone and checked his bank card balance.

The championship prize was 50 million.

Added to the money he previously extorted from Beijing Martial Arts University, looted from the Hungry Wolf Gang, scammed from Vice Principal Yan Zhen, and leached from Zhao Gang's credits...

A total of 120 million had been deposited.

Lin Fan smacked his lips.

It was quite a lot.

But it still wasn't enough.

Lin Yue's illness.

The monthly medical expenses alone were 300,000.

And those medicines were just for maintenance.

To truly cure her, he needed a Level 8 or higher Wood-type Inner Core, plus an extremely rare "Vitality Reshaping" technique.

He had already extorted one Level 8 Wood-type Inner Core from Beijing Martial Arts University.

But the whereabouts of the "Vitality Reshaping" technique were still unknown.

He had checked all public channels.

The Martial Arts Association, the Bounty Hunter Guild, the Rune Group's databases—he had searched them all.

Nothing.

It was as if this technique had vanished from the face of the earth.

Lin Fan put away his phone, feeling a bit heavy.

"Let's go."

He gestured to Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan.

"Go back to the dorm to pack first."

"We leave for the Thunder Prison Volcano tomorrow morning."

Just as the three of them reached the arena exit, Lin Fan's phone rang.

He thought it was Rakshasa calling.

He checked the number.

It was an unfamiliar number.

The area code was for Jiangcheng.

Lin Fan answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Lin Fan?"

It was a man's voice on the other end.

Middle-aged. Very steady. Carried an extremely restrained politeness.

"I am Attending Physician Zhou Zheng from the Department of Neurology at Jiangcheng No. 3 Peoples Hospital."

Lin Fan's footsteps paused.

Jiangcheng No. 3 Peoples Hospital.

The hospital where Lin Yue was staying.

"What's wrong with my sister?"

Lin Fan's tone changed instantly.

The person who was joking just a moment ago switched to cold and hard mode in a second.

Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan stopped at the same time and looked at him.

Zhou Zheng on the other end of the phone paused.

"The results of Lin Yue's routine check-up today are out."

"Get to the point."

"Her physical function indicators show abnormal fluctuations."

"What kind of abnormality?"

"The white blood cell count has plummeted, and the spiritual power circulation rate in her meridian endings has dropped by forty percent."

Lin Fan gripped his phone tightly.

"Wasn't it stable before? Head Nurse Qin Ya told me last month that all indicators were in the normal range."

"Yes." Zhou Zheng's voice was very cautious. "That's why this sudden deterioration is very abnormal."

"I have already increased the drug dosage, but the effect is not ideal."

"I suggest you return as soon as possible."

"Some situations are not convenient to discuss over the phone."

Lin Fan's expression darkened.

What did "not convenient to discuss over the phone" mean?

"I'll be back tomorrow."

"No." Zhou Zheng interrupted him. "I suggest today."

"Lin Yue's condition... the sooner it's handled, the better."

Lin Fan hung up the phone.

Xia Wanqiu leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"My sister."

Lin Fan stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

"Her condition has worsened again."

Xia Wanqiu's expression changed instantly.

She had seen Lin Yue.

That thin, small, and well-behaved girl who made people's hearts ache.

"I'll go with you."

"I'm going too." Murong Yan made the decision immediately.

Lin Fan didn't refuse.

He wasn't in the mood to refuse right now.

The league's championship trophy was still waiting for him to claim it at the organizer's.

Interviews, photos, awards ceremony.

Skip them all.

Lin Fan dialed Rakshasa's number.

"Principal."

"Please accept the trophy on my behalf."

"Please decline the interviews for me."

"I have an emergency."

Rakshasa was silent for two seconds on the other end of the line.

"Your sister?"

"Yes."

"Go." Rakshasa didn't ask more. "Let me know if you need help."

"Yes."

Lin Fan hung up the phone and walked towards the outside of the arena in big strides.

Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan followed closely behind.

When they reached the parking lot, Lin Fan's phone rang again.

It was an unfamiliar number again.

But the area code was not from Jiangcheng.

It was from Beijing.

Lin Fan frowned and answered it.

"Lin Fan?"

It was another man's voice.

But this voice was completely different from Zhou Zheng's.

Very young. Very casual. Carried a condescending sense of indifference.

"Congratulations on winning the championship."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Director Gu Qing." The person on the other end laughed. "Director of the R&D Department at Tianlong Pharmaceutical."

Tianlong Pharmaceutical.

Lin Fan's brow twitched.

Tianlong Group.

Zhao Tianlong's enterprise.

Zhao Wei's father.

The father of the rich second-generation kid he had dealt with at the Jiangcheng hospital.

"What do you want from me?"

"Don't be nervous." Gu Qing's tone was very relaxed. "I'm not here to cause trouble."

"I'm here to help you."

"Help me?"

Lin Fan sneered.

"Someone from Tianlong Group helping me?"

"Do you believe that?"

"Don't be so quick to disbelieve." Gu Qing was unhurried. "I know about your sister Lin Yue's illness."

Lin Fan's expression changed.

"Congenital meridian blockage. Spiritual power cannot circulate in the body. Leading to a continuous decline in physical functions."

"For ordinary hospitals, this is an incurable disease."

"But for us at Tianlong Pharmaceutical," Gu Qing paused, "it is not."

Lin Fan didn't speak.

His fingers squeezed the phone case until it cracked.

"I have an experimental agent on hand." Gu Qing continued. "'vein cleansing agent', specifically targeting congenital meridian blockage."

"It is currently still in the clinical stage."

"But there have already been three successful cases."

"You mean..."

"I can give your sister a course of vein cleansing agent, for free."

Lin Fan was silent.

He didn't believe it.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

Especially when it comes from an enemy's company.

"And the conditions?"

"You are indeed smart." Gu Qing laughed. "The conditions are very simple."

"I need you to come to our R&D center in Beijing."

"To have your physical data collected once."

"Your constitution is very special, Lin Fan. Our research team is very interested in your Defense mechanism."

"It's just data collection, there won't be any harmful operations."

"In exchange, your sister can receive the vein cleansing agent treatment for free."

"A full course."

"Including follow-up rehabilitation plans."

Lin Fan's brain was working at high speed.

This Director Gu Qing.

He knew about Lin Yue's condition.

He knew it too detailedly.

The name of the disease, congenital meridian blockage, was something even most doctors at Jiangcheng No. 3 Peoples Hospital couldn't say.

Because it was too rare.

The total number of confirmed cases in the country did not exceed fifty.

How did he know about it?

And that "vein cleansing agent".

If it really worked...

Lin Fan's heart rate accelerated.

But his reason was desperately sounding alarms.

"I'll consider it."

"Of course." Gu Qing's voice was very gentle. "No rush."

"But your sister's situation might not be able to wait."

"You must have received a call from the hospital today, right?"

Lin Fan's pupils shrank.

He had only received the call from Zhou Zheng ten minutes ago.

This Director Gu Qing...

How did he know the hospital would call today?

"How did you know?"

"I told you." Gu Qing smiled. "We at Tianlong Pharmaceutical have been deeply involved in the medical field for thirty years."

"Part of the drug supply chain for Jiangcheng No. 3 Peoples Hospital is also managed by us."

"Among the maintenance drugs your sister is using, two of them are produced by us."

Lin Fan's blood went cold instantly.

He stared fixedly at the phone screen.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind.

Lin Yue's medicine.

Two of them.

Were produced by Tianlong Pharmaceutical.

And Lin Yue's condition.

After being stable for two months.

Suddenly worsened today.

Was this a coincidence?

"Director Gu Qing." Lin Fan's voice flattened out.

No anger, no anxiety, extremely calm.

"Give me an address."

"I'll come today."

"Very well." Gu Qing gave an address with extreme satisfaction. "East 3rd Ring Road, Beijing, Building B, Tianlong Technology Park."

"I'll wait for you here."

The phone hung up.

Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan had been listening from the side.

Xia Wanqiu's expression was very ugly.

"Lin Fan... this person..."

"I know." Lin Fan interrupted her, "It's eight or nine out of ten likely a trap."

"Then why are you still going?" Murong Yan frowned.

Lin Fan tore off the cracked phone case and threw it away.

"What if the vein cleansing agent he mentioned is real?"

"Even if there is only a one percent chance that it is real."

"I have to go."

He turned his head and looked at Murong Yan.

"You two don't go, go back to Jiangcheng first, and guard my sister."

"No one is allowed to get close to her."

"I mean no one is allowed to."

"Including doctors."

"Before I return, stop all her medication."

Xia Wanqiu was shocked.

"Stop the medication? But her body right now..."

"I said stop, then stop."

Lin Fan's tone left no room for negotiation.

He had just thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

If the medicine Lin Yue had been taking all along.

Contained products from Tianlong Pharmaceutical.

And Tianlong Group had a grudge against him.

Then was Lin Yue's illness... natural, or was it induced?

This thought made a layer of cold sweat break out on Lin Fan's back.

He took a deep breath.

No.

He couldn't panic now.

He needed to go confirm it.

"Wait for my news."

Lin Fan turned and left.

Xia Wanqiu chased after him for two steps.

"Lin Fan! You're going alone..."

"Wanqiu."

Lin Fan stopped, without turning back.

"You know about my Defense."

"People who can hurt me in this world can be counted on one hand."

"But my sister can't, she isn't even a Level 1 Martial Apprentice, anyone can hurt her."

"So,"

"Go guard her."

"Please."

Xia Wanqiu bit her lip.

Murong Yan pulled her.

"Let's go."

Murong Yan's expression was also very serious.

"He's right."

"Lin Yue needs people more over there."

"This guy has thick skin, he won't die."

Lin Fan waved his hand without looking back.

"Sounding like I'm a cockroach."

"Pretty much." Murong Yan dragged Xia Wanqiu to walk in another direction. "An unkillable cockroach."

Lin Fan stood in the parking lot.

Watching their backs disappear around the corner.

Then he looked down at the address on his phone.

Beijing East 3rd Ring Road.

Building B, Tianlong Technology Park.