Brother Dao laid out their work arrangements in a few clear sentences.
From that day on, everyone in the Liu family began "working" to repay their debts. As for whether things would get worse in the future—the answer was undoubtedly yes.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Liu Yuemei returned after yet another exhausting shift, feeling even more crushed.
When would this nightmare ever end?
"Yuemei, go talk to that ungrateful son Lin Ran again. I can’t take this anymore."
Liu Yuemei replied, "Xiao Ran has already been discharged. He doesn’t want to see you, so he’s avoiding you."
"What? That little brat left the hospital without even telling me?"
"Nurse! Nurse!"
Just as Lin Tianba was about to call for a nurse, Liu Yuemei stopped him.
"Husband, what should we do now?"
Lin Tianba was seething with rage, his face turning red with fury.
At that moment, a nurse walked in with a polite smile. "Esteemed patient in Bed 2, today’s payment is due."
"What? The money’s already gone?" Liu Yuemei looked shocked.
"Yes. You’re staying in a premium ward and using imported medication—none of which is covered by insurance. You currently owe over 10,000 yuan, so the billing department sent me to collect payment."
Lin Tianba waved his hand dismissively and pulled out his bank card. "Yuemei, go pay with this."
But when Liu Yuemei tried to use the card, it was declined.
Liu Yuemei froze. Lin Tianba froze. Lin Jian froze even harder.
After calling the bank, Lin Tianba learned that his assets had been frozen by the court.
"You said I had a month! Why freeze them now?"
The bank representative replied, "We applied for early enforcement, and the court approved it."
This wasn’t just supervision—it meant Lin Tianba couldn’t touch a single cent. Every penny would go toward repaying the bank.
If there was anything left, it would be his—but unfortunately, not a dime would remain.
"This is outrageous!" Lin Tianba was so angry he could barely breathe.
"Do you have the money or not? If not, move to a standard ward or figure out another way to pay. There are other patients waiting," the billing clerk urged, while the head nurse beside her shot them a mocking look.
The entire Lin family burned with shame.
This was the first time they’d ever felt the humiliation of being broke.
Even when Lin Ran had them kicked out of Suran Group, it hadn’t hurt this much.
"Who said we’re broke? We’re the owners of Suran Group!" Liu Yuemei argued. She couldn’t stand being called poor—that word had no place in her life.
"The owners of Suran Group can’t even pay their hospital bills?"
"You—!" Liu Yuemei pointed at the head nurse, nearly exploding with rage. But she knew this wasn’t the time for pride.
Lin Jian tugged at her sleeve, and when she turned, she saw Lin Tianba’s face dark with fury.
Lin Tianba scoffed. "This dump isn’t worth staying in anyway."
Liu Yuemei quickly agreed. "Exactly! My husband’s almost fully recovered. Let’s go."
Lin Jian, still in a cast, rolled his eyes. A flurry of question marks filled his mind.
So no one cares about me?
The head nurse interjected, "Even if you’re discharging yourselves, you still have to settle the outstanding balance."
Fuming, Lin Tianba pulled out his phone.
Thankfully, he still had a few thousand in his digital wallet—but when he checked, it was frozen too.
Same with his other accounts.
"Damn it!" He nearly hurled his phone, forcing Lin Jian to duck.
In the end, Lin Jian and Liu Yuemei had to scrape together every last bit of cash they had to cover the bill.
Lin Tianba growled, "Fine. I’ll remember this hospital. I’ll make sure everyone knows how you treat patients."
"Security, escort them out. Don’t let them disturb other patients."
The family was unceremoniously thrown out.
They slumped onto the sidewalk outside the hospital, defeated.
"Husband, what do we do now?"
"It’s all Lin Ran’s fault! Why did he get discharged? Wait—why was he even hospitalized?"
Liu Yuemei: "I don’t know."
Lin Jian: "The crow doesn’t boast." (I don’t know either.)
Lin Tianba froze.
A flicker of guilt—one he barely noticed—stirred in his heart.
Had he ever really cared about Lin Ran?
"Find that ungrateful son. I need to talk to him."
With no other choice, Lin Tianba led his family back to their rented apartment. Lin Jian stayed silent the whole way.
He’d made up his mind. He’d give his trashy older brother one last chance. If Lin Ran refused to hand over the money, he’d make sure Lin Ran became infamous at the school festival.
He’d expose Lin Ran to the world as a gold-digging pretty boy—one who even flirted with his own cousin.
Let’s see how you handle that.
Meanwhile, the mastermind behind it all, Lin Ran, was comfortably nestled in his villa, enjoying life with his beloved wife.
The night was mysterious, full of allure and adventure. When the heavens turned off the world’s lights, it became the perfect time for exploration.
Lin Ran was no exception. Only two people knew just how hard he worked.
In the quiet darkness, the couple whispered sweet nothings, their love palpable.
"Ah Ran, you’ll stay with me forever, right?"
Lin Ran smiled. "I’m wild and untamed, yet I’d gladly fall head over heels for you. Isn’t that proof enough of my love?"
He understood Luo Yao’s insecurities but knew there was no quick fix. He’d patiently chip away at her walls, continuing even if her affection maxed out.
"Ah Ran, I can’t sleep. Talk to me."
"Sure, I’m awake too. What do you want to hear?"
Luo Yao traced her fingers lightly over his face. "Anything, as long as it’s from you."
Lin Ran grinned. "Then I’ll tell you ‘I love you’ ten thousand times."
Her lips curled slightly. "Love isn’t about words."
Lin Ran stiffened. Oh no. He forgot to prepare the soup tonight.
"Then should we…?"
Luo Yao shook her head. "I don’t want to tire you. Let’s talk about something else. Like—who do you like most besides me?"
Lin Ran raised an eyebrow. "Are you playing ‘Yama’s Death Note’ with me?"
Luo Yao stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Caught me. So? Are you going to answer?"
Lin Ran was utterly charmed.
His little devil was usually ice-cold or exuded a strict, CEO-like aura. Only with him did she melt into a pool of warmth.
But even then, he rarely saw her make such an adorable face. The contrast was overwhelming.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
