Lin Ran had just been here, and Granny Wang didn’t want him to worry about her, so she forced herself to hold it together. But in reality, the anxiety in her heart was nearly suffocating.
Some might wonder why Granny Wang seemed so fragile, but that wasn’t the case at all.
She had lost loved ones before and knew exactly how that felt. She could smile through any hardship—except when it came to the life and death of family. Then, she couldn’t stay calm.
Uncle Fu gently embraced Granny Wang, patting her back.
Uncle Fu wasn’t lacking in emotional intelligence, but whenever he faced Granny Wang, he became a little flustered.
Granny Wang whispered, "Our An Jian will be alright, won’t he?"
Uncle Fu nodded. "Of course. The young lady specifically arranged for Yi Siyin to handle it. He’s a national treasure of medicine—there’s no way anything will go wrong."
Granny Wang nodded silently. When consumed by worry, the mind has no room for anything else.
"Da Hua," Uncle Fu said hesitantly, "I was thinking… after An Jian’s surgery, we should have him take my surname. Let him acknowledge me as his grandfather, so he can officially enter the Zhang family."
Granny Wang shook her head. "As long as An Jian is safe, nothing else matters. He can keep whatever surname he wants."
Uncle Fu felt he had owed Granny Wang too much over the years. This debt far outweighed any resentment in his heart, and he was willing to pour everything he had into making it up to her.
Fortunately, it wasn’t too late.
Meanwhile, Luo Yao and Lin Ran took the elevator to the top floor, entering a consultation room labeled "Gynecology."
Luo Yao, brimming with excitement, pulled Lin Ran inside.
The moment they stepped in, they spotted the white coats prepared in advance. Lin Ran instantly perked up, gazing through the window at the hospital square below.
The view was… well, let’s just say it was something.
"Ah Ran, our daily routine begins now," Luo Yao declared.
Without hesitation, she stripped off her outerwear, revealing a figure so alluring it bordered on criminal—especially paired with those sleek shark-patterned leggings.
No matter how you looked at it, the sight was enough to make noses bleed.
Luo Yao slipped into a nurse’s uniform.
"Ah Ran, your turn."
"Alright, alright… but I have a question—should I be on top, or on top?"
Luo Yao immediately straddled him. "Director Lin, that depends on your preference."
Lin Ran raised an eyebrow.
"Already getting into character?"
Luo Yao pouted pitifully. "Director Lin, I want to be head nurse. Do I still have a chance?"
Fine, fine. If she wanted to play, he’d indulge her.
"Nurse Luo, opportunities are for those who prepare. You wouldn’t want me giving this chance to someone else, would you?"
With that, Lin Ran took action.
"Handsome director, please behave yourself."
……
Time passed minute by minute. The two spent the day playing doctor and nurse, and the vibe was uncannily reminiscent of a certain cultural export from a neighboring country.
Perhaps due to Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s antics, or perhaps because of Uncle Fu and Granny Wang’s anxiety—
Wang Anjian’s surgery concluded successfully that evening. Granny Wang wept with joy, while Uncle Fu wore a tender expression.
They also compensated the donor appropriately.
For someone of Uncle Fu’s status, digging up a donor’s background was child’s play.
As Lin Ran and Luo Yao descended the stairs, they overheard the news. Lin Ran finally relaxed.
When Yi Siyin emerged, Uncle Fu and Granny Wang bowed deeply in gratitude.
"The child is fine. Just keep an eye out for rejection. But with this illness, there will be complications down the road—be prepared."
"Thank you, thank you." Granny Wang repeated, knowing no words carried more weight.
Lin Ran and Luo Yao exchanged a glance and smiled.
Since Wang Anjian was still in a sterile post-op environment, they couldn’t see him yet. Lin Ran decided to head back for now and return once he was out of isolation.
At the same moment, Yi Buhuo rushed over anxiously.
"President Luo, the results are in."
Luo Yao stopped and took the report from his hands.
Lin Ran glanced over. "What’s this?"
Luo Yao narrowed her eyes. "The test results for the Qi-Boosting Tonic."
Lin Ran’s pupils trembled: ???
Yi Buhuo said admiringly, "President Luo, you were right. There’s something in it—a colorless, odorless poison. Small doses are harmless, but long-term consumption leads to organ failure with no traceable cause. The toxin dissolves into fat and metabolizes, meaning even an immediate blood test after ingestion wouldn’t detect it. A highly sophisticated poison."
"However, due to its properties, it only works in liquid form—hence why it was slipped into the tonic."
Upon uncovering this, Yi Buhuo couldn’t help but sigh. Truly, no wealthy family lived without danger.
Lin Ran’s eyes widened. Why did this toxin sound so familiar?
Luo Yao, too, recognized the culprit.
"Luo Wushuang, you’ve got some nerve."
Yi Buhuo asked worriedly, "President Luo, how long have you been drinking this?"
Luo Yao answered without hesitation, "Just once. Ah Ran had more—combined with the time in Shanghai, nearly ten days’ worth."
Lin Ran: ??? So he’d been poisoned since Shanghai?
"Yao Yao, I’ve been poisoned?"
Luo Yao looked at him with a pout.
"Yes, but it’s been a short time. You’ll be fine. And if you die, I’ll go with you—don’t worry."
Hearing that, Lin Ran’s fears eased.
If he were truly in critical condition, Luo Yao would’ve been frantic.
Besides, he recalled Luo Yao mentioning an antidote for this poison.
"Don’t worry, Young Master Lin. This is a slow-acting toxin. If you stop consuming it, your body will naturally flush it out over time."
Lin Ran nodded.
Luo Yao added, "But just to be safe, take the antidote anyway. It’s not like it’ll hurt."
Lin Ran was more than willing. Who knew if his body could really metabolize it completely?
Uncle Fu, who had been listening nearby, frowned deeply.
"Young lady, shall I handle this?"
Luo Yao shook her head. "Dealing with small fry won’t help—it’ll just alert the bigger fish."
"Ah Ran and I are heading back. I don’t want this leaking any further."
Everyone present—Uncle Fu, Yi Buhuo, Yi Siyin, even Granny Wang—felt a chill.
"Understood, young lady."
Luo Yao took Lin Ran back to the estate.
Lin Ran never expected that this time, he’d be the one harmed.
So Jiang Feihua was Luo Wushuang’s pawn.
No wonder she always seemed to be watching during meals—especially when they drank the tonic.
He happened to have the same poison in his possession. The method was simple—just filter it through water. Extremely convenient.
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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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?"
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!
