At that moment, Qiao Wanyan made a video call to He Junhui.
He Junhui pressed to answer.
When Qiao Wanyan saw both him and Qiao Yida bruised and battered, she couldn’t help but ask, “How did you get hurt?”
He Junhui let out a long sigh, putting on an innocent expression. “Qiao Yida and I just happened to pass by the clinic and saw Lin Fan smashing things inside, so we went in to persuade him.”
“Who would’ve thought he’d tear off the jade pendant from his neck, accuse Qiao Yida of breaking it, and then go crazy, beating us up. Out of respect for you, I didn’t even let my bodyguards touch him.”
He waved it off as if it were nothing, “Sigh… let’s not talk about it. Did you call me for something?”
The lie flowed smoothly, flawless and convincing.
Qiao Wanyan’s face instantly turned grim.
But the situation was urgent, and she had no time to question further.
With a troubled expression, she said, “Here’s what happened. Chairman Meng Hedong had already agreed to sign the 10 billion yuan investment contract with me tomorrow.”
“But just now, the chamber’s secretary called and said my character is questionable, and the investment has been canceled.”
“I’ve already invested 700 million yuan into the project. If it collapses midway, Qiao Group will fall into a serious crisis!”
“Chairman He, please, help me find out what’s going on with your father as soon as possible. Right now… only you can help me.”
He Junhui’s expression darkened as he said, “This must be Lin Fan stirring trouble again. After he beat us, Xia Ruoxi from the Xia family came with people to take him away for treatment.”
“If he slanders you behind your back out of spite, Xia Ruoxi could easily report it to Chairman Meng.”
Qiao Yida immediately chimed in angrily, “That’s right! It’s him! I can testify!”
Hearing this, Qiao Wanyan felt a sudden ache in her chest.
For three years, Lin Fan had always been gentle and kind. Even when Qiao Yida mocked him harshly, he would only smile it off.
She never expected that after the divorce, he would find an excuse to beat Qiao Yida into such a state.
He Junhui had merely delivered the divorce agreement, yet he had also been beaten until his lips bled.
What was even more outrageous was that Lin Fan knew her cooperation with the Dingyuan Chamber of Commerce was crucial to the survival of Qiao Group.
And yet, he could completely ignore the disaster she was about to face, taking advantage of Xia Ruoxi’s invitation to treat her grandfather, and slander her!
If he truly had the heart to do such a thing, then she would never forgive him for the rest of her life.
Qiao Wanyan took a deep breath, forcing herself to suppress the disappointment and sorrow in her heart.
“Brother, go to the hospital and get treated right away.”
Then she said, “Chairman He, I’ll call Lin Fan to ask him directly. But this time, I really need your father to step in and help me.”
Qiao Yida said fiercely, “Sis, there’s no need to ask him. Let’s just find someone to deal with him!”
Qiao Wanyan pinched the bridge of her nose and said, “I’ll handle this myself. Stay out of it.”
He Junhui comforted her, “Qiao Wanyan, don’t worry too much. I’ll talk to my father right away. There will always be a solution.”
After thanking him, Qiao Wanyan hung up the call.
She sat alone at the table, pressing her temples, when a tear quietly slipped from the corner of her eye.
Closing her eyes tightly, she took out her phone and dialed Lin Fan…
…
Meanwhile, in the back seat of an extended Mercedes.
Lin Fan was staring out the window in silence when his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID. After hesitating for a long moment, he finally answered.
“Hello?”
Qiao Wanyan’s cold voice came through the phone, “I didn’t expect that right after divorcing me, you would beat my brother and He Junhui just to take revenge on me!”
“And now the Dingyuan Chamber of Commerce says my character is questionable and wants to cancel the 10 billion yuan investment.”
“You must have badmouthed me to Xia Ruoxi and had her report me to Chairman Meng!”
“You must give me an explanation!”
Lin Fan replied indifferently, “We’re already divorced. If you want to vent, find someone else.”
With that, he hung up.
On the other end, Qiao Wanyan was so furious she smashed her phone to pieces.
She had finally seen him for what he truly was!
Her eyes reddened as she stomped her foot, “He hung up on me! No… I have to find him and ask him face to face!”
…
Meanwhile, at the Xia family estate.
On the way, Xia Ruoxi had received news that her grandfather was in critical condition. Her face turned pale as she rushed Lin Fan into a luxurious, spacious room.
On the bed lay an elderly man, his eyes bulging as if they might pop out. He gasped in terror, his breathing ragged and noisy. His abdomen was swollen like a drum, clearly showing he had entered the final stage of his life… and was in immense pain.
The room was filled with people of all kinds.
Standing on the outer edges were the most influential figures of Binhai City’s elite.
Near the bed stood a group of elderly men—every one of them a top medical expert in the city.
Among them, one stood out like a crane among chickens. It was Zhou Yun, the foremost authority in Binhai’s medical field, revered as the city’s divine physician.
At that moment, a beautiful woman with her hair elegantly tied up stepped forward.
She wore a refined traditional qipao embroidered with intricate patterns. Her figure rivaled Xia Ruoxi’s, and her demeanor carried a similar grace—yet with an added sharp, commanding presence.
This was Xia Ruoxi’s elder sister, the eldest miss of the Xia family—Xia Ruoxuan.
Nicknamed the Thunder Phoenix, she always loved opposing Xia Ruoxi, relying on her seniority to outshine her in everything.
She walked up to Xia Ruoxi and said, “Little sister, why are you only coming back now?”
“All the Western doctors are helpless. The equipment can only suggest that Grandpa likely has acute pancreatic cancer.”
“After discussion, all the doctors decided that Divine Physician Zhou Yun will use his secret technique, the Heavenly Fate Divine Needles, to try to bring Grandpa back from the brink of death… but even then, there’s only a ten percent chance.”
“I’ve also arranged for Dr. Li from the Sanji Province Western Medicine Research Institute. He’ll arrive within two hours.”
Xia Ruoxi’s brows knitted tightly.
Even Zhou Yun only had a ten percent chance… it was far from reassuring.
She didn’t want to offend Zhou Yun, so she leaned closer to Lin Fan and asked softly, “How confident are you?”
Lin Fan whispered back, “Ninety percent.”
Xia Ruoxi shivered slightly, then said, “Sister, Mr. Lin Fan was personally recommended by Chairman Meng. He must have exceptional medical skills.”
“Why don’t we let him try?”
Xia Ruoxuan looked at Lin Fan with disdain, crossing her arms. “Divine Physician Zhou Yun is the pillar of Binhai’s medical world. With him treating Grandpa, there’s still a glimmer of hope. Letting an unknown person like Lin Fan handle it is simply gambling with Grandpa’s life!”
Xia Ruoxi pursed her lips, frustrated. With Grandpa on the verge of death, her sister was still opposing her.
She raised her voice, “If everyone had a solution, would we have dragged this out until now? Why can’t we let Lin Fan try?”
Xia Ruoxuan waved her hand decisively, cutting her off. Then she bowed slightly to Zhou Yun and said, “Please, Divine Physician, use your skills.”
The others echoed in agreement, “Please, Divine Physician, use your skills.”
With the tide against her, Xia Ruoxi had no choice but to fall silent.
Zhou Yun took out a set of silver needles and said confidently, “With my Heavenly Fate Eighteen Needles, I will stimulate his blood flow…”
Lin Fan immediately sensed something wrong with the method and interrupted, “Wait. The head of the Xia family has toxins accumulated in his abdomen. If you stimulate his blood circulation, it will increase the activity of those toxins and accelerate his death.”
Xia Ruoxuan pushed him aside impatiently, “Shut up. Stop pretending to understand what you don’t. Get out. The Xia family doesn’t welcome you.”
Zhou Yun ignored Lin Fan completely and swiftly began inserting the needles.
After the seventeenth needle, the old man’s complexion gradually turned ruddy.
Zhou Yun was overjoyed. “It seems the Heavenly Fate Needles are working. With the final needle, he will surely be brought back to life!”
Lin Fan slapped his forehead, “I advise you to stop.”
Before he could finish, Zhou Yun drove the final needle into the old man’s crown point.
In the next second—
The old man’s entire body convulsed violently. Blood flowed continuously from his mouth, and his face turned pale like silver paper.
Zhou Yun’s expression changed drastically, “This… how could this happen…”
The entire room fell into chaos.
Xia Ruoxi clenched her clothes so tightly they tore, shouting, “Quick, let Lin Fan step in!”