Could you please come to my place

After exiting the chat with Li Muhan, Su Yang immediately opened a travel app to check flights from Haicheng to Lincheng.

It was currently 4:30 PM, and the earliest flight was at 7:10 PM.

"I might as well just fly over tonight. I have to go anyway, and I don't have anything else to do right now."

"Yeah, that's what I'll do."

Acting on his words, Su Yang directly booked a ticket for the 7:10 PM flight to Lincheng.

Driving from Jingyutai to the airport would take about forty minutes, and with rush hour approaching, he needed to head out quickly.

After booking the ticket, he hurried back to his room to change clothes, then grabbed his bag and the keys to his Bentayga. He headed out, got into the car, and drove toward the airport.

Over an hour later, at 6:10 PM, Su Yang drove into the parking lot of Terminal 3 at Haicheng International Airport.

He parked the car, handed the keys to the parking attendant, and took the elevator to the terminal entrance.

Since it was still early, he stood by the entrance and smoked a cigarette before walking inside.

After picking up his boarding pass, he went through security and waited for his flight. Su Yang had bought a first-class ticket, which gave him access to the exclusive VIP lounge.

He soon arrived at the lounge and had a simple bowl of beef noodle soup with extra noodles.

Without the extra noodles, he wouldn't have been full. After eating, he grabbed a glass of sparkling water.

Not long after, the announcement called for boarding. He picked up his carry-on backpack and headed to the boarding gate.

Soon, Su Yang found his seat in the first-class cabin.

At 7:10 PM, the plane took off on time.

The flight from Haicheng to Lincheng didn't take long; the standard flight time was about an hour and a half.

At 8:35 PM, the Tianhai Airlines Boeing 737 landed smoothly at Lincheng International Airport.

As soon as he stepped out of the terminal, a gust of cold wind hit Su Yang's face.

Although he wasn't afraid of the cold, he could definitely feel the drop in temperature.

"Damn, Lincheng really lives up to its name as the summer resort capital. I can't believe it's this cold on a September night."

A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and the wind was quite strong, leaving many people shivering as they exited the airport.

Su Yang took out his phone, casually booked a hotel in the city center, and then hopped into a taxi to head there.

In the car, Su Yang thought to himself, 'It's only around nine o'clock. She shouldn't be asleep yet. Let me chat with her a bit more to get familiar.'

With that in mind, Su Yang opened his chat with Li Muhan and typed.

"Muhan, are you resting yet?"

A few seconds later, Li Muhan replied, "Not yet. Brother Su Yang, don't tell me you've already arrived in Lincheng?"

"Wow, you guessed it? Yeah, I just arrived. I'm on my way to the hotel right now."

"I thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow. I haven't prepared anything."

"There's no need to prepare anything. I just wanted to chat. Coming to a new city and knowing someone here, I just felt like talking to you."

"Oh, oh. Well, you can always look for me if you want to chat. I usually sleep quite late anyway."

"Alright, as long as I'm not disturbing your rest. Are you working tomorrow?"

"I have tomorrow off."

"That's good. Is it okay if I ask what you do for a living?"

"I hope you won't laugh at me, but I work as a waitress in a small restaurant," Li Muhan replied.

'She's actually still working at that place.'

However, seeing her message left a bitter taste in Su Yang's mouth. He thought to himself, 'The experiences of Li Muhan and her sister feel quite similar to Little Yu's.'

'They probably don't have any family either, just the two sisters relying on each other to survive. And Little Wan even has a terminal illness. Sigh, it's true that the rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always seeks out the wretched.'

'But your luck isn't completely terrible since you met me. Just wait, I'll return a lively and energetic Little Wanwan to you very soon.'

'But once she's cured, how am I going to explain it to Li Muhan? Ugh, forget it, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.'

Su Yang thought for a moment before replying, "Why would anyone laugh? No one can laugh at someone who earns money with their own two hands. Plus, you have to take care of your younger sister. You're already amazing."

"Sigh," Li Muhan replied with a single word. However, a few seconds later, she recalled the message and didn't reply again for the time being.

But Su Yang had already seen it. He thought to himself, 'Little Wan's condition must be getting really serious. There are only a little over two days left for the mission, which means that's the maximum amount of time Little Wan has left to live.'

'I have to cure her tomorrow.' At this thought, Su Yang suddenly recalled how to use the Medical God skill.

No matter the target's identity, gender, or age, he had to kiss them on the mouth.

Thinking of this method made Su Yang frown deeply. 'Damn it!! How am I supposed to kiss a little girl?! If Li Muhan sees me, she'll kill me!'

'There's only one way. I have to wait until Little Wan is asleep, and it has to be when Li Muhan happens to not be looking.'

'What a stupid method!! This is just too perverted.'

After his internal rant, Su Yang looked at his phone. Li Muhan hadn't replied yet.

'She's probably in a bad mood. Forget it, I won't bother her. We'll talk tomorrow.'

He sent one last message: "Muhan, I'm getting out of the car now. Let's meet up tomorrow. Get some rest."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, Su Yang arrived outside the hotel he had booked.

It wasn't raining in the city center. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and the red taillights of the traffic jam stretched as far as the eye could see.

Su Yang bought a lighter at the convenience store downstairs before walking into the hotel lobby to check in.

Just as he finished, a message from Pan Ning came through.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm in Lincheng right now."

"Huh? Why did you suddenly go to Lincheng?"

Because he had left in such a hurry, Su Yang hadn't had the time to tell Pan Ning.

But he couldn't exactly explain the real reason, so he casually made up an excuse: "A friend of mine in Lincheng had something come up and needed me to come over to help out. I'll probably be back the day after tomorrow."

"Alright then."

"What are you up to?" Su Yang asked.

"Just lying down. I was originally planning to come find you, but since you're not around, never mind."

"I was only notified at the last minute too. A friend had a family emergency, so I had to come over."

"Okay, you go do your thing. I'm going to get something to eat."

"OK."

Closing the chat with Pan Ning, Su Yang took the elevator up to the 16th floor and entered his room.

At 11:40 PM, he took a shower and got ready to lie in bed, play on his phone for a bit, and go to sleep.

But right then, a WeChat notification chimed again.

"Huh? Li Muhan?"

He switched to her chat interface to look.

"Brother Su Yang, is it okay to ask... where you are right now?"

"I'm at the hotel. Specifically, Huahai Road in the Shanyun District. Why? Is something wrong?"

"Su... Brother Su Yang, Little Wan might not make it. Could I trouble you to come over to my place?"

"What???" Seeing this, Su Yang, who had just laid down, instantly sprang up.

Meanwhile, inside a dilapidated bungalow, Li Muhan was already crying a river of tears. The hand holding her phone was trembling, and teardrops slid down her cheeks onto the screen.

Little Wan was lying weakly on the worn-out bed, groaning in pain.

An hour ago, her whole body had turned cold, and she was struck by sudden, severe abdominal cramps.

When Li Muhan noticed, she wanted to take her to the hospital, but Little Wan stubbornly refused to go back, only taking two painkillers instead.

Although she was only 11 years old, she had always been mature and smart for her age.

For the past few months, Li Muhan had kept the truth of her illness from her, telling her it was chronic gastritis. However, she had long sensed that her condition was definitely not as simple as ordinary gastritis.

As her health deteriorated day by day, Little Wan finally managed to get the truth about her actual condition out of Li Muhan.

After learning that she had cancer, Little Wan did not show any panic toward death; instead, her young heart felt a sense of relief.

But the more she acted this way, the more heartbroken Li Muhan became. She wanted to do everything in her power to help Little Wan live a little longer.

However, with a monthly salary of only three thousand, she was completely unable to afford Little Wan's exorbitant medical expenses.

Recently, she had been taking Little Wan to the hospital for IV drips every few days.

She had no choice. She really couldn't afford the hospitalization fees, so this was all she could do.

Besides, even if she were hospitalized, it would be useless without proper treatment, and they would still have to bear the expensive room charges.

If they opted for treatment, what awaited her was a mountain of bills she simply couldn't pay.

Little Wan was very sensible. Knowing she didn't have much longer to live, she didn't want to waste any more money. Therefore, during this period, the most she would do was go for an IV drip every two or three days and get some prescribed medication.

Because her condition had worsened recently, Little Wan's weight had dropped from around sixty pounds to barely forty. She was practically skin and bones.

The prolonged, continuous physical pain, combined with malnutrition and many other factors, caused Little Wan's illness to completely erupt.

She could clearly feel that she probably wouldn't make it through the night, and even going to the hospital would be useless.

She was terrified of this demon of a disease, and she didn't want to be a burden to her older sister anymore. So, just now, Little Wan only had one request: she didn't want to die in the hospital.

Li Muhan panicked. She had no solutions and didn't know what to do. She and Little Wan had long been without any other relatives.

She was scared at this moment; she was afraid that Little Wan would fall asleep forever right in front of her eyes.

It just so happened that Su Yang was currently in Lincheng, and her mind subconsciously thought of him.

So, she picked up her phone and sent out that message.

......

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