Chapter Nine: The Influential Figure

After spending a night in the hospital with his phone by his side, it wasn’t surprising that the other party knew his number. Yet calling him at this moment seemed rather odd.

Lin Chen asked with a hint of puzzlement, “Is there something you need? How can I help you?”

Leng Hanyan’s voice was tinged with urgency. “Lin Chen, can you come to the hospital right away?”

There was a pleading tone in her voice, clearly indicating she was facing a difficult problem.

Without further hesitation, Lin Chen replied, “Alright,” and ended the call.

He had already formed a plan regarding the purchase of medicinal herbs. Since he was unfamiliar with where to buy them, and Leng Hanyan worked at the hospital, asking her for help would undoubtedly be much simpler. Now that she was seeking his aid, he decided to see what was going on.

Moonsea City People’s Hospital.

A furious roar echoed from a hospital room. “Damn it! My boss came here for treatment, and instead of getting better, he’s coughing up blood! I’m telling you, if you don’t cure him today, I’ll smash this hospital to pieces. Tomorrow, this place won’t operate anymore!”

A burly man standing over six feet tall pointed an accusing finger at a group of doctors and nurses, his face twisted with fury as if he wanted to tear them all apart.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Treat him now!” he shouted at a short, stout man who looked like a supervisor.

The short, stout man was the duty chief at this hour, looking utterly embarrassed and drenched in sweat. Wiping his brow, he said, “Please rest assured, Mr. Chen, we will definitely cure you! Absolutely!”

He felt as if he wanted to die; why did something like this have to happen while he was on duty?

The patient, Chen Tianpeng, was a well-known figure in Moonsea City. Rumor had it that he started off in the underworld, amassed a fortune, and then went straight, founding the Tianxiong Group with his brothers. His net worth was now in the billions.

Tonight, Chen had come for treatment, complaining of body aches and dizziness. Initially, the hospital staff thought it was a chance to curry favor. However, after taking the hospital’s medicine, he suddenly vomited blood and was now lying in bed, gasping for breath.

“Stop wasting time! Treat him now! Or do you want me to chop you up?” the burly man’s eyes blazed with rage as he shoved the duty chief to the ground.

The short man didn’t dare retaliate; it was said that the burly man had actually killed someone before. No one dared provoke him.

He stammered but couldn’t speak up.

He wanted to treat the patient, but he had no idea where to start.

According to the tests, Chen Tianpeng’s bodily functions had deteriorated to an extreme degree—he was beyond saving. But who dared to say so aloud? The thought of Chen dying here and the repercussions it would have for both himself and the hospital chilled him to the bone.

Unable to respond, the duty chief remained silent. At that moment, Leng Hanyan snapped angrily, “Why are you being so aggressive towardI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.