Su Ruoxin also knew what her father meant; he wanted to save money, but now there was no need to be frugal anymore.
Tianyu could even buy back the house, so he definitely wasn’t short of money.
“I’ve got the money for the hospitalization,” Ling Tianyu said directly to Zhao Xiangde.
He now had money; the Old Man had left him quite a bit when he departed.
Plus, there was the apology gift from Brother Lang, which was not a small amount.
It was more than enough.
“Where did you get the money from?
Save it,” Su Jinhua reprimanded him without good humor.
He just didn’t know how to save money, nowhere near as good as his brother—truly disappointing.
Besides, he was already old; dying sooner rather than later would settle scores.
“Let’s do this, I’ll waive it for his sake,” Zhao Xiangde couldn’t stand it anymore.
Was Su Jinhua insane?
One of the Northern Sea Two Young, Dongfang Yan, even called him brother; could he be lacking money?
He didn’t know what Su Jinhua was thinking.
However, this was a good opportunity to owe Ling Tianyu a favor.
This person was definitely no ordinary individual; it was evident in his eyes.
The fact that he could use a simple earring to target an acupoint definitely made him no ordinary person.
Moreover, that day, Zhao Xiangde had personally urged him to go to the office, yet he didn’t show any appreciation or excitement.
He surely wasn’t ordinary.
He must be the disciple of some master.
“His sake?” Su Jinhua, lying in the hospital bed, was puzzled upon hearing this.
How much was Ling Tianyu’s face worth?
To make a distinguished hospital dean give face, who would he have to be?
Ling Tianyu had just been released; it was impossible—but the words were right there, making it impossible for him not to believe them.
“I have quite a few questions to ask, especially about how you manipulated that acupoint the other day.
I’ve been thinking about it, and now that we have time…?” Zhao Xiangde said with a smile, looking at Ling Tianyu with a case file in hand, truly eager.
“Yes.” Ling Tianyu knew he couldn’t avoid it; after all, the hospitalization fees had been waived, and although he didn’t lack that bit of money, he had to accept the favor, otherwise, it would seem too cold.
“Sister-in-law, there’s something I need to tell you.” Ling Tianyu asked Zhao Xiangde to wait for him in the office as he had something to say.
As for Su Jinhua, he was already silent.
He had heard all of Zhao Xiangde’s previous words.
Even though he didn’t understand why, he could tell that Zhao Xiangde respected Ling Tianyu a lot.
“Sister-in-law, this is a bank card with nineteen million in it.” Ling Tianyu passed the bank card that Brother Lang had given him to his sister-in-law and shared the PIN with her.
“I have some matters to handle.
Let’s cure Uncle Su’s illness first.” Ling Tianyu smiled, not to mention giving so much money, even ten billion wouldn’t repay this favor.
Holding the bank card, Su Ruoxi’s body trembled uncontrollably, feeling as though her hands weighed a thousand pounds.
All this money, where did he get it from?
Even if the Northern Sea Two Young were his brothers, could their relationship be that solid?
Just as she wanted to ask, Ling Tianyu had already left the hallway and was walking towards Zhao Xiangde’s office.
With no other choice, she carefully stored the bank card and returned to the sickroom to care for her father.
Walking on the stairs, Ling Tianyu felt a wave of melancholy; the only family member left was his sister-in-law.
“We meet again.” Just as he reached the fourth floor, a voice rang out.
Curious, Ling Tianyu looked up and saw Duan Yanqing, the father of Duan Yanran.
“Mm.” Ling Tianyu just responded indifferently.
True, he was a descendant of the Old Man, but he felt no need to fawn over him, especially since his impression from that day hadn’t been great.
Judging him solely by his little daughter’s word, they concluded that he was the one who had hurt her.
After all, the incident that day was an accident, yet he wasn’t given the chance to explain.
If it weren’t for Zhao Xiangde stepping in, who knows how things might have turned out.
“How come you’re in the hospital as well?” Duan Yanqing, dressed in a suit, asked curiously.
Could it be that someone in his family was hospitalized?
“I have something to deal with,” Ling Tianyu replied briefly.
“I see.” Duan Yanqing smiled and nodded, yet felt somewhat guilty inside.
He had misunderstood Ling Tianyu that day and genuinely felt bad about it.
“I don’t suppose you have time tonight?
I’d like to take you out for a meal.
After all, I felt somewhat embarrassed about the other day, and I owe you for misunderstanding you and for saving my daughter,” Duan Yanqing thought it over and extended the invitation proactively.
Seeing Zhao Xiangde’s attitude that day made him realize this young man was not simple; otherwise, he wouldn’t have offered his phone number voluntarily.
He might as well take this opportunity to get closer to him.
Ling Tianyu was somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected Duan Yanqing to be so forthcoming.
He originally wanted to decline, but then thought it would be the perfect chance to get close to the Duan Family and ensure the Old Man’s descendant was protected—saving him the trouble of finding ways to get in.
“Sure,” Ling Tianyu nodded and replied.
“Great.” Duan Yanqing felt a small thrill of excitement, took down Ling Tianyu’s mobile number, and sent him the address, preparing to host a family banquet for him that evening.
After parting with Duan Yanqing, Ling Tianyu headed to Zhao Xiangde’s office, where Zhao had already prepared some fine tea and was waiting for him.
“Come, have a taste of my tea,” Zhao Xiangde took the initiative to pour tea for Ling Tianyu, treating him with great respect.
If anyone saw this, they would be shocked beyond belief—an esteemed figure like the director of The First People’s Hospital of Northern Sea, serving tea to such a young man, was indeed a rare sight.
Ling Tianyu wasn’t one to appreciate tea; he just took a few sips out of courtesy.
To him, all tea tasted more or less the same.
“I need to take a call.” Before Zhao Xiangde could speak, the office phone rang.
He set down his teacup and rushed to answer it.
“Director, Yu Shao is in the emergency room right now.
Please hurry over—the injuries are too severe, and we’re out of options.” An urgent voice from an emergency doctor sounded, conveying the gravity of the situation.
They couldn’t afford to upset Yu Shao’s parents, who were standing outside the emergency room.
If they couldn’t save their son, they would be in serious trouble.
“I got it, I’ll be right there.” Zhao Xiangde was somewhat resigned.
Having finally managed to invite someone over, and now this had to happen.
What was wrong with Yu Shao this time?
Who had he managed to offend again?
Always looking for trouble.
“I’m afraid it won’t work out today.
There’s an issue in the emergency room.
We’ll have to reschedule.
I’ll personally set up a table next time, and we can enjoy a good drink and formally get to know one another,” Zhao Xiangde apologized earnestly.
Ling Tianyu didn’t particularly care; he just nodded and left the office, heading over to his sister-in-law’s place.
That evening, he would meet Brother Hao’s parents, now that he had their address.
“Dammit, it’s that bastard!” Just as Ling Tianyu was descending the stairs, ready to turn a corner, a furious roar burst forth, and he stopped in his tracks to look.
He saw three or four men being carried, with limbs in plaster, glaring at him angrily.
Ling Tianyu had some memory of them.
They seemed like Brother Hao’s men.
After dealing with Brother Hao and seeing these people lying on the ground like limp eels, barely alive, he hadn’t expected them to be taken to the hospital so quickly.