Capítulo 370: Chapter 370: I'm Looking for Doctor Lin
Special Department.
Conference Room.
Early in the morning, Wu Sheng and the clan elder were pestering One-Eyed Man.
"Shouldn't we properly study those fragments?"
The spear fragments obtained in Changbai Mountain contained a spear technique. Judging from its power at the time, it was truly formidable. If Lin Fan hadn't defended against it, they would have likely perished there.
One-Eyed Man said, "Are you afraid I won't let you comprehend them?"
Wu Sheng and the clan elder exchanged glances and hurriedly said, "Definitely not! We completely trust you."
Their words should be taken lightly. Believing them would be foolish. Casual flattery doesn't equate to genuine trust.
"Chief, what we discovered in Changbai Mountain is enough for us to comprehend for a while," Liu Haichan said.
He had grasped profound Daoist cultivation methods from the Dao Tree, enough to benefit him for a lifetime. As for the Chief's harvest in Changbai Mountain, it was naturally even more significant.
One-Eyed Man said, "During this period, everyone should set aside their current tasks and focus on comprehending what we've obtained. It will be immensely helpful to our cultivation."
Hearing these words, Master Yongxin and the others were very excited, having eagerly awaited this moment.
They were the frontrunners. The members of the special department in Xia Du hadn't had such gains, and countless people were envious.
One-Eyed Man pondered whether to inform Old Master Xu in Xia Du about this matter. After some thought, he decided to let them cultivate first. It wouldn't be too late to inform them after achieving some success.
Just then, his phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID…
He smiled wryly. It seemed he had overthought things.
Sun Xiao's livestream in Changbai Mountain had already exposed their gains. How could Old Master Xu not know? With his personality, he would definitely come to discuss it.
Shadow Society.
Bei Tao brought Mu Hao and the others back. The golden alms bowl was a rather mysterious treasure, capable of suppressing the thousand-legged centipede. It must have significant uses. Ordinary eyes couldn't discern its purpose, but with many hands making light work, the entire organization began researching, confident they could uncover some secrets.
This was also the Shadow Society's first contact with the Starry Sky Clan, establishing a preliminary bridge of communication.
Upon arriving at the Shadow Society headquarters, Mu Hao received emperor-like treatment. Members from top to bottom regarded them with awe, as if they were deities not to be offended.
The golden alms bowl was clearly related to Buddhism. The Shadow Society organized numerous Buddhist theory masters to study it, simultaneously using the latest equipment to analyze its composition. They overlooked no clue, scrutinizing every line and pattern, searching for answers.
One theory master pondered, remarking how much it resembled a magical treasure belonging to a monk in a mythical story.
Fahai?
The name sounded unfamiliar, prompting someone to ask who Fahai was.
The master cleared his throat and raised his voice.
"Fahai doesn't understand love…"
Before he could finish, he received a sharp slap to the back of his head. What nonsense was he spouting?
While Mu Hao appeared to enjoy their service, he was deeply concerned about the golden alms bowl. The thousand-legged centipede was formidable, so the bowl capable of suppressing it must be even more extraordinary.
Their journey from the depths of the starry sky wasn't for nothing. They sought precious treasures.
Qing Shan Mental Hospital.
"Where's Li Ang?"
Lin Fan and Old Zhang jogged all the way from the city center back home. The distance was considerable, but for those seeking exercise, it was a minor issue.
The return of the two heavyweight patients didn't exactly cause a stir, but it did attract the attention of most medical staff.
Only they held such weight in the hearts of the staff. No one else had that ability.
"Over there," a nurse cautiously pointed ahead, then shouted, "Li Ang, someone's looking for you!"
In the distance, Li Ang, who was secretly messaging a goddess during work hours, jolted. A familiar aura, emitting a sense of danger, washed over him.
He quickly put away his phone and looked up.
That single glance made him tremble.
It was the two most dangerous psychiatric patients in his mind.
Li Ang was full of confidence about the future. The number of goddesses in his contacts had officially reached 520, a significant number representing his 520th goddess, who could very well be his true love.
The other 519 goddesses only shared 10% of his heart, while the last one held the remaining 90%.
He sometimes wondered if the goddesses knew, they would be moved to tears.
But he kept it to himself. Some things were better left unsaid, lest they be perceived as boasting.
However, that wasn't the point. The situation at hand was a major problem, requiring careful handling.
But it was broad daylight, and he didn't believe the two psychiatric patients would dare to do anything to him.
"Sun Neng, come with me," Li Ang asked.
Nurse Sun Neng dodged far away, pretending not to hear, and walked in the opposite direction.
Even though Li Ang constantly recommended goddesses he had finished chatting with, business was business. They were looking for Li Ang, not him.
"Damn, wasted all those goddess recommendations."
Li Ang saw right through him. A plastic friend.
He had no choice but to approach Lin Fan, steeling himself.
Fortunately, it was daytime, and there were other nurses around. If any danger arose, at least there would be help. Besides, with his running speed, he could probably escape.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
They greeted Li Ang as if they were long-lost friends, extending their hands, waiting for his response.
Li Ang was no longer a novice.
He crossed his hands and shook theirs.
"Hello."
Li Ang feigned composure, maintaining a smile. Aspiring to be an outstanding psychiatrist, he had diligently studied various books, especially those written by Director Hao, reading them multiple times. He wouldn't claim to know them by heart, but he was certainly familiar with the content.
The books taught him that maintaining a smile was crucial when interacting with psychiatric patients, conveying a positive mood.
"Long time no see. How have you been?" Lin Fan asked.
Li Ang replied, "Very well, I've been very well."
He couldn't tell them that he was currently pursuing a goddess, facing some difficulties, and feeling quite down. It would be pointless; they wouldn't understand.
He was just wondering what they wanted.
They had never actively approached him before. Now, the first thing they did upon returning was to seek him out for a chat, making him uneasy. Had he done something too well to attract their attention? If they told him, he promised to change.
"Here's this back to you. Thank you for trusting us."
"Huh?"
Li Ang was bewildered, confused by Lin Fan's actions. What was the meaning of this money?
Honestly, he preferred not to have too many financial dealings with psychiatric patients.
It was risky. Becoming too familiar wouldn't be good.
"I borrowed money from you before to buy a gift to visit a friend in the hospital. You lent me 125 yuan. I've always remembered it. Now that I have money, I wanted to return it," Lin Fan explained.
To be honest, Li Ang had forgotten about it.
He never spent his money on men, only on goddesses. Some people, aware of his behavior, would call it fawning, but he wanted to tell them they didn't understand.
He was merely helping the goddesses live colorful lives.
Only by making the goddesses more beautiful could he pursue them wholeheartedly.
After all, he, Li Ang, was a visual creature.
"No need, it wasn't much."
Li Ang didn't dare accept it, fearing further implications. Refusal was always the safest option.
If Sun Xiao knew about this, she would be heartbroken and furious.
He didn't cherish this opportunity. Countless people yearned to build a good relationship with Lin Fan but lacked the means. He had the chance right in front of him, yet he didn't appreciate it. It was truly distressing.
Lin Fan smiled, "It's what we owe. We have money now. A while ago, we sold something and made a hundred million."
Clang!
Li Ang stared at Lin Fan in disbelief, his mind filled with question marks.
A hundred million?
Really?
Old Zhang added, "Yes, that's right. We're rich now."
Li Ang blinked, feeling a blow to his pride. A normal person like him worked so hard and hadn't even earned twenty thousand, yet two psychiatric patients could earn a hundred million.
Was the gap between people truly so vast?
Li Ang took a deep breath and accepted the money in Lin Fan's palm, figuring he was the poorest one present. Why be polite?
He even wanted to ask Lin Fan for some interest, considering the long duration of the loan. He wouldn't ask for much, just a little something extra. If he truly had money, he could strengthen his relationship with the goddesses, even achieving "negative distance" wouldn't be a problem.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang smiled happily, finally having repaid Li Ang.
"You're a good person."
"Yes, a truly good person."
Li Ang was baffled by their words, inexplicably given a "good person" card, making him uneasy.
Shortly after Lin Fan and Old Zhang left, a beautiful figure appeared at the entrance of Qing Shan Mental Hospital.
"Who are you looking for?"
Xiao Qi's eyes lit up. It was a beautiful woman! His attitude immediately improved, his mind filled with fantasies. The typical scenario of a protagonist meeting the female lead was just like this.
"I'm looking for Doctor Lin," the beautiful woman said.
Doctor Lin?
Xiao Qi was puzzled. He had worked here for so many years and had never heard of a doctor surnamed Lin.
Had the woman made a mistake?
He didn't say it directly, then stared at her, feeling a growing sense of familiarity. He seemed to have seen her somewhere before. Suddenly, it hit him, and he exclaimed, "You're Liang Yuan, the TV host! I watch your news broadcast every night. You're so famous!"
He was truly excited.
After all, Liang Yuan was a celebrity. Qing Shan Mental Hospital broadcast the news every night, which he sometimes watched, always admiring the beautiful host.
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