Chapter 87: Blood Carbuncle Toxic Rash

Liu Zhangwu and his wife turned ashen the moment they heard this, looking utterly stricken.

"Young Master Lin, didn’t you just say that as long as my sister and brother-in-law forgave us, that would be enough?"

"What I said was that you should apologize to them and ask for their forgiveness. I never said I would let you off."

Lin Yang despised ungrateful people more than anything. From the very beginning, he had never intended to spare Liu Zhangwu and his wife.

"Young Master Lin, our lives haven’t been easy either. Now that the money has been returned and we’ve apologized, please give us a way out. Otherwise, we’ll really be left with nothing. I’m begging you!"

Liu Zhangwu could only keep pleading.

"What do I care if you’re ruined?"

Lin Yang said coldly.

"Are you forcing us to our deaths?"

Zhang Cuiying could not help blurting out.

"If you want to die, then die somewhere far away."

Liu Zhangwu and Zhang Cuiying dropped to their knees again, but Lin Yang remained unmoved.

"Sis, brother-in-law, please say something for me. My factory really cannot shut down. If it survives, I’ll give you half of the profits from now on."

Seeing that Lin Yang’s heart was made of stone and that the pitiful act would not work on him, Liu Zhangwu had no choice but to turn to Liu Julan for help.

Shen Limin stayed silent, but Liu Julan softened once more and spoke up for them.

"Young Master, I can see they’ve realized their mistake. We’ve also gotten the money back. Can’t you give them a way out?"

"Aunt Liu, stay out of this."

Lin Yang’s tone was resolute.

Seeing that there was nothing she could do, Liu Julan fell silent. Shen Limin said, "Julan, whatever arrangements the Young Master makes have his reasons. I shouldn’t be speaking out of turn."

Liu Julan had no choice but to keep quiet.

Liu Zhangwu, however, was still unwilling to give up. "Young Master Lin, what exactly will it take for you to let us go?"

Lin Yang gave him a cold glance. "You two can leave."

When Zhang Cuiying saw this, she immediately began acting shamelessly, sitting down on the floor.

"If you don’t agree, we’re not leaving. We’ll die right here!"

Lin Yang let out a cold laugh. "Trying to bully me with cheap tricks? Aunt Liu may fall for that act, but I won’t. If you want to die here, I’ll grant your wish."

With that, Lin Yang moved like the wind to Zhang Cuiying’s side, seized her by the throat, and lifted her clean off the ground.

Zhang Cuiying was instantly choking. Her face turned the color of pig liver, her legs kicked wildly, her eyes bulged, and she struggled desperately.

Liu Julan and Shen Limin on the side were terrified.

They did not doubt for a moment whether Lin Yang dared to kill anyone. Before Liu Zhangwu and his wife had even arrived, Lin Yang had already slain an eighth-rank expert, a disciple of a grandmaster.

"Young Master..."

Liu Julan’s face drained of all color.

Liu Zhangwu was frightened out of his wits as well and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Only then did Lin Yang release Zhang Cuiying and fling her to the ground.

Zhang Cuiying broke into violent coughing. Just now, she had truly felt death closing in on her, and terror flooded her heart.

"If you don’t want to die, get out immediately. If you do want to die, I can make it happen right now."

As he spoke, Lin Yang released the presence of a grandmaster. The pressure instantly crushed Liu Zhangwu and Zhang Cuiying’s courage, and the two of them fled in a panic, crawling and stumbling over themselves.

Shen Youwei covered her mouth and smiled, giving Lin Yang a thumbs-up.

She had no intention of letting her shameless uncle and aunt off lightly. They deserved the punishment they had coming.

Once the money had been safely recovered, Shen Limin told Shen Youwei to go look at houses that afternoon and buy one suitable for living in.

Lin Yang did not stop them. Shen Limin’s family truly was not suited to staying in his house forever.

After all, he had offended quite a few people now. If he was not at home and enemies came knocking, it would only drag them into danger.

Shen Limin’s family were ordinary people. They had the lives they were meant to live and should not be dragged into this mess.

"Vivi, go and pick a nicer one. Try to keep it in the city center, with convenient facilities in every respect. If you don’t have enough money, I’ll cover the rest."

This was the greatest help Lin Yang could offer, given the bond they had shared in the past.

"Young Master, you’ve already helped us so much, and you’ve even treated our illnesses. How could we let you spend more money on a house?"

Shen Limin shook his head and refused.

"Uncle Shen, it’s nothing. You don’t need to be so polite with me."

Lin Yang smiled.

But Shen Limin insisted that Shen Youwei look for an ordinary place, with the price capped at two million. He refused to take any more of Lin Yang’s money.

"Young Master, I know you’re not short on money. A few million is nothing to you. But a person can’t be greedy; there has to be a limit. I’ve accepted your kindness and your debt of gratitude, and that’s enough."

"Brother Lin Yang, my dad is right. The money you’ve already given us is more than enough. We can’t keep taking yours," Shen Youwei said.

Hearing this, Lin Yang did not press the matter further. He handed the car keys to Shen Youwei, and she went out with Liu Julan to look at houses.

Han Liqun from the Municipal First Hospital brought the patient’s medical records for Lin Yang to review.

"Leave them here. Come back tomorrow for the prescription."

After saying this, Lin Yang noticed that Han Liqun had no intention of leaving.

"Anything else?"

"Mr. Lin, it’s still about the illness. Last night, the Municipal First Hospital admitted a patient with a very formidable background, but the condition is strange. We really cannot come up with a treatment plan. At the moment the disease is difficult to control, and it already seems to be worsening. We’re hoping you can take a look."

Han Liqun said cautiously.

"Tell me the specific symptoms."

Lin Yang was also somewhat curious. What kind of strange illness could leave the Municipal First Hospital helpless?

Han Liqun was overjoyed at his interest and quickly said, "The patient has had a persistent fever, and large patches of blisters have appeared all over the body. The symptoms look like some highly contagious disease. These blisters make the patient unbearably itchy. Once scratched open, pus and blood ooze out, and then the skin begins to ulcerate."

"We’ve already taken all kinds of measures, but all we’ve managed to do is slightly slow the spread of the blisters. We can’t determine the cause, so there’s nothing to start from."

"Has Qi Yixin seen the patient?"

Lin Yang asked.

"Yes. We invited Elder Qi to examine the patient last night, but even he could not make a specific diagnosis," Han Liqun said.

"When you go back, boil a medicinal decoction with salp seeds, dandelion, loquat leaves, and Photinia leaves, then wipe it over the whole body. That should ease the symptoms and lessen the patient’s suffering," Lin Yang instructed.

"You already know what disease this is?"

Han Liqun was secretly astonished. As expected of a divine physician, while their many experts had spent ages in discussion without finding a diagnosis, Lin Yang had merely heard the description and already reached a judgment.

"Most likely. The exact condition still needs to be diagnosed on the spot. But the prescription I’ve given you will definitely work. Just do as I said."

"Mr. Lin, why don’t you come in person?" Han Liqun asked carefully.

"I’m busy today. We’ll talk tomorrow. Rest assured, this patient won’t die anytime soon."

Han Liqun did not dare say more and rose to take his leave.

After Han Liqun was gone, Lin Yang only then frowned slightly.

"Blood carbuncle poison rash... now that is a rare one. How did someone from the Qin family end up with such a disease?"

There was some suspicion in Lin Yang’s heart.

Han Liqun hurried back to the hospital at top speed and, along the way, called ahead to have the pharmacy prepare the medicine and boil the decoction according to Lin Yang’s prescription, so they could relieve the patient’s suffering as soon as possible.

By the time Han Liqun returned to the hospital, Murong Yun had also arrived in person, accompanying an elderly man dressed in a Tang suit.

A young man stood beside the old man as well, his disciple.

This was a famous doctor from the Southern Capital invited by the Murong clan.