Inside the bus.
Lin Fan held a delicate briefcase, his eyes dazed as he stared into the distance.
"When I bring my son to find you, you must remember to persevere!"
Su Yurou's words echoed in his ears, disturbing Lin Fan's peace of mind.
Was she joking?
Just once, and she was pregnant?
And it was a son?
Yet, he couldn't deny that it was a possibility.
Lin Fan's mind was a mess.
If their Lin family's first child was really born to Su Yurou, what would he do then?
Acknowledge him or not?
How would he explain it to his sister-in-law?
How would he explain it to Song Yue?
"Sigh~"
Lin Fan thumped his thigh hard.
It was all his fault for not controlling himself!
"Young man, what's wrong?"
An amiable-looking elderly lady nearby, seeing Lin Fan’s worried expression, asked with concern.
"Nothing." Lin Fan shook his head. "It's nothing."
"Young man, are you in business?"
"Everyone has their difficulties. Perhaps, when luck turns, you'll prosper whether you want to or not."
Seeing Lin Fan clutching his briefcase tightly, the lady mistook his troubles for business losses.
"I know."
Lin Fan felt a warmth spread through him. "I've heard you."
After getting off the bus, he waved goodbye to the lady. "Auntie, thank you, goodbye."
"Young man, chin up. There are no obstacles that cannot be overcome."
The lady smiled encouragingly at Lin Fan.
"Yes, no obstacles that cannot be overcome."
Lin Fan watched the departing bus, muttering to himself.
After leaving the station, Lin Fan went directly to the bank.
The bank card in his pocket looked different from usual.
Lin Fan wasn't greedy for money, but he had promised Jiang Hu Xue to donate five thousand yuan to the school.
If he couldn't produce the money then, where would he put his face?
After waiting in line at the ATM for over ten minutes, a machine finally became available.
Lin Fan, holding the bank card, first memorized the password written on the back several times, then inserted the card.
After a series of operations, Lin Fan saw the screen display: Your balance is being queried, please wait...
Lin Fan stared intently at the screen, unmoving.
He guessed that the card Su Yurou had given him would not be short of money.
But he couldn't guess the exact amount.
In the blink of an eye, the screen flashed, revealing a string of zeros!
Lin Fan's eyes widened. Skimming past countless zeros, he looked directly at the leading digit.
The leading digit was one!
"Ten thousand?"
"No!"
Lin Fan scratched his head and checked carefully.
"One, two, three... six!"
Including the one, there were seven digits.
"Units, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands..."
One million!
Lin Fan was stunned.
Although he had cured Wang Ying's paralysis before, and Su Yurou had given him a large sum of money then.
However, the psychological impact of tens of thousands versus millions was completely different.
After the shock wore off, Lin Fan took out his phone and dialed Su Yurou's number.
Ring, ring, ring...
"Hello~"
Su Yurou's lazy voice came from the receiver.
Lin Fan's breathing quickened, and he directly asked, "Why is there so much money in the bank card?"
"A lot?"
"Didn't you say you sold me the ganoderma lucidum for 1.5 million yuan?"
"I'm just topping up the money for you. If it's not enough, we can talk about it later when I'm more financially stable."
Su Yurou's tone was languid, as if she didn't take the matter seriously at all.
"Who asked you to top it up?"
Lin Fan sighed helplessly. "I made that up to trick Sister Zhou and the others. I already sold it to you, so there's no reason for the price to go up later."
"Xiao Fan~"
Su Yurou drew out her words. "If you don't have money, will you still be able to pay for the child's upbringing later?"
"When the child starts kindergarten, you'll have to pay the tuition, right?"
"And, we'll need to enroll the child in an art class, won't we?"
Lin Fan was dumbfounded at this. "I..."
He was speechless for a moment, then lowered his voice. "Don't bring up the child. It's not even a done deal yet. Don't try that with me."
"Then you have to be prepared, don't you?"
Su Yurou's tone shifted, and she said pitifully, "As a woman, I have to run a business and raise a child. If you don't take care of me, I won't be able to live."
"Alright, alright!" Lin Fan was getting impatient. "Consider this money as being kept safe with me. Call me whenever you need it!"
Su Yurou smiled with satisfaction. "That's right. We're family, why talk about two separate households."
"You..." Lin Fan was truly defeated by her.
As long as she was given a little opportunity, she would expand it infinitely.
No wonder she could make a fortune, open such a large beauty salon, and be a boss.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan withdrew twenty thousand yuan in two installments.
As he walked out of the bank, a warm and enthusiastic voice called out to him: "Little Fan, what a coincidence! I run into you wherever I set up my stall."
This voice was all too familiar to him.
It was Luo Dazhuang.
Luo Dazhuang stood behind his meat stall, grinning at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan turned around and smiled. "Dazhuang, just in time. Give me some meat, and some ribs. The best quality, something comfortable to eat."
"Okay!"
Luo Dazhuang responded, but didn't rush to cut the meat. Instead, he glanced at Li Guifang, who was scraping pig skins behind him, and whispered, "Xiao Fan, what's going on between you and that woman?"
Lin Fan blinked in surprise. "What woman?"
"Still pretending to be foolish?"
Luo Dazhuang adopted a shrewd look and prompted, "The one with the sports car, the fancy car with doors that lift up like wings."
He then spread his arms, making a soaring gesture.
"Oh, you mean Boss Su."
Lin Fan chuckled. "She's just a patient of mine, and also a partner. Sometimes she introduces me to business."
"What?" Luo Dazhuang didn't believe him at all.
Seeing how close that woman was to kissing Lin Fan, what patient, what partner, even a ghost wouldn't believe it!
"Xiao Fan, can you take me with you next time you go to see a patient?"
Luo Dazhuang's tone was hesitant, filled with anticipation.
Lin Fan scratched his head, confused. "Take me with you?"
"Yes!" Luo Dazhuang patted his chest. "I'm alright, aren't I?"
Lin Fan finally understood Luo Dazhuang's intention and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
"Brother Dazhuang, I go to see patients based on my medical skills. You shouldn't tag along."
As Lin Fan spoke, Luo Dazhuang's spirits fell.
He looked down at the meat on the chopping block, feeling ashamed.
Look at Lin Fan, so clean and neat as a doctor, with a fair complexion.
But he, exposed to the elements all day, couldn't help but look rough.
Damn it!
If my old man hadn't insisted I inherit the pig-slaughtering trade, I wouldn't be like this!