"Auntie, it's not like your condition is untreatable. Why did you sneak back home? You had Yingying worried."
Xu Mu walked over and took a seat beside Li Yun.
"It is treatable, but the costs are too high. We've already borrowed 150,000 from you..."
"I can lend you more."
Xu Mu cut Li Yun off mid-sentence.
[Affection Points +10]
Li Yun looked at Xu Mu's sincere expression, moved to tears as she wiped her eyes. "Xiao Xu, it'll take hundreds of thousands. Even if it can be cured, how will the two of us ever pay you back?"
Beside them, Zhao Yingying sobbed as she sat next to Li Yun. "Mom, I'll pay it back! I'll pay it back!"
"That's exactly what I'm afraid of. You're still so young—how will you live with hundreds of thousands in debt?"
Li Yun sighed deeply. "Besides, the doctor said there's only a chance of recovery. What if the treatment fails?"
"Auntie, I can just give you the money. You don’t have to pay me back," Xu Mu said, looking at Li Yun.
"How could we do that? Money doesn’t come easy for anyone. I can’t just take yours for free."
Li Yun shook her head at Xu Mu. "Xiao Xu, I appreciate your kindness. All I ask is that you take good care of Yingying in the future."
"Uh..."
"What? You don’t want to?"
Li Yun was making it clear.
For him to take care of Yingying—wasn’t that the same as asking him to marry her?
"To be honest, Auntie, I’m already married," Xu Mu explained.
Hearing this, Li Yun was stunned. Why was it that every good man she took a liking to was already married?
"But don’t worry, Auntie. Your illness can still be treated..."
Just as Xu Mu was speaking, a knock came at the door.
Zhao Yingying immediately stood up and walked over to open it.
Her eyes widened in surprise at the person outside. "Brother Fang."
The visitor was none other than Fang Chu.
The moment Fang Chu stepped inside and saw Xu Mu, his expression darkened.
Li Yun had left the hospital without notice—such a big deal, and Zhao Yingying had informed Xu Mu instead of him?
[Protagonist’s Luck -10]
"Xiao Fang, what brings you here?"
Li Yun looked at Fang Chu weakly.
"Auntie, why didn’t you tell me you were leaving the hospital?"
Fang Chu spoke with concern. "Don’t worry, I’ve managed to gather 200,000. We can start treatment now."
Xu Mu couldn’t help but feel surprised. As expected of the protagonist—how had he gotten his hands on that much money?
"Xiao Fang, you don’t understand. I have cancer. I’m not going through with treatment."
Li Yun sighed softly.
"What? Cancer?"
Fang Chu was shocked. Li Yun looked so young, not even forty yet.
He had even been thinking about pursuing her someday—especially with her figure, something he’d fantasized about.
How could she suddenly have cancer?
Just then, another knock sounded at the door. Zhao Yingying, curious, went to answer it.
Seeing the man and woman outside, she was taken aback. "Uncle, Auntie, what are you doing here?"
"You forgot? When your mom was hospitalized last time, I drove her to the hospital. I was listed as the emergency contact. The hospital just called me."
The man, around thirty-five with a square face and permed hair, was Li Kun—Li Yun’s younger brother.
Beside him stood a woman with voluminous curls, heavy makeup, and narrow eyes—his wife, Qian Jing.
"Sis! The doctor told me you have cancer."
Li Kun hurried over, his voice filled with concern.
Meanwhile, Qian Jing’s eyes darted around, scrutinizing the apartment.
"Stomach cancer. The doctor said it was caused by long-term exhaustion, irregular meals, poor sleep—all leading to gastrointestinal dysfunction and eventually malignancy."
Li Yun looked at Li Kun, her expression indifferent. "Actually, I was just about to find you. I might not have much time left. Hurry up and return the 30,000 you owe us—give it to Yingying."
Xu Mu’s expression darkened at those words. That single sentence revealed a lot.
Li Kun, her own brother, had borrowed 30,000 from Li Yun and still hadn’t paid it back.
In other words, when Li Yun needed money for surgery, he hadn’t contributed a single cent.
"Sis, don’t worry. We’ll take care of Yingying from now on," Qian Jing said with a smile as she stepped forward.
Li Yun glanced at her and replied coolly, "Yingying doesn’t need your care."
Qian Jing’s face stiffened. Had Li Yun already guessed her intentions?
Zhao Yingying was a college student, already an adult—pretty, smart, and well-behaved.
Once Li Yun passed, they planned to take her in.
Then, Qian Jing would find her a wealthy husband, demand a hefty dowry, and use it to support their own family.
They knew Zhao Yingying’s personality—she’d never dare to refuse.
Raising her wouldn’t cost them a thing, and they’d still profit from the dowry. A win-win.
But Li Yun had just shut them down.
"Sis, what kind of attitude is that? If something happens to you, Yingying will be all alone. What if some predator takes advantage of her?"
Li Kun scowled.
"Who says Yingying will be alone? She has me!"
Fang Chu, seeing the dynamics at play, stepped in.
He shot Zhao Yingying a look, as if to say, See how dependable your Brother Fang is?
"Who the hell are you? This is a family matter—mind your own business!" Li Kun snapped at Fang Chu.
"Yingying won’t be alone, because Auntie will be fine."
Xu Mu spoke up calmly.
Li Yun and Zhao Yingying both looked at him, their eyes filled with gratitude.
[Affection Points +20]
[Affection Points +20]
Fang Chu cursed inwardly. This bastard had shifted the focus to Li Yun’s recovery—outmaneuvering him. So sneaky.
"And who are you?"
Li Kun glared at Xu Mu.
"I’m Yingying’s brother, a doctor. I can treat Auntie’s illness. You don’t need to do anything—just pay back what you owe on time."
Xu Mu’s tone was steady.
"Brother Mu… you’re a doctor?"
Zhao Yingying, tears streaming, grabbed Xu Mu’s arm.
"That’s right. Early-stage stomach cancer can be treated without surgery—just medication."
Xu Mu nodded with a smile.
"You little punk! Who do you think you are, curing cancer? You trying to kill my sister faster?"
Li Kun had barely finished when Qian Jing pinched his arm.
"If you can treat her, then hurry up and prescribe something. We don’t want anything to happen to Sis either."
Qian Jing shot Li Kun a meaningful glance.
Li Kun paused, then caught on. If this guy claimed he could cure cancer without surgery, he was either a fraud or a quack.
Letting him treat Li Yun would only speed up her death. Once she was gone, Zhao Yingying’s timid nature would make her easy to manipulate.
"No way! You’re a doctor? Where’s your medical license?"
Fang Chu stepped between Xu Mu and Li Yun, his voice icy.
Li Yun was someone he had his eye on—what if this guy killed her by accident?
Even with cancer, she could still live for years.
By the time his three-year restriction ended and his powers returned, getting money for her treatment would be child’s play.
"What’s wrong with you? He’s trying to help my sister, and you’re standing in his way. Got a better solution?"
Li Kun jabbed a finger at Fang Chu.
From now on, he and Xu Mu were allies in the same camp.
He couldn't wait for Xu Mu to start treating her sister sooner, to hasten Li Yun's demise.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
