Chapter 274: Chapter 274

"The reputation of Master Jiu Li is indeed thunderous. However, Miss An Yan is by no means a nobody; she doesn’t need to ride on a man’s coattails to bolster her own standing!"

"Mrs. Wei is right. Since you’ve heard of me, you should also be aware of my capabilities. Please, take me to see the patient."

Zhang Ya gestured for An Yan to sit. "Let’s talk first."

"Certainly. What would Mrs. Wei like to discuss?" An Yan sat down.

"Aren’t you curious why you received a message from my husband seeking medical help?"

"Because someone paid for your life. This much!"

Zhang Ya held up one finger.

An Yan didn’t ask how much that finger represented, but simply inquired,

"So He Chuwei didn’t come looking for you on her own? You lured her here?"

"I had no choice. I’m desperately short of money!"

"After my husband became incapacitated, the organization fell apart. Everyone wanted to go their own way. To keep people loyal, I had to show sufficient sincerity!"

"But I’m out of funds. So, Miss An Yan, I can release He Chuwei, and I can let you leave too, but on one condition: you must pay double the price! Two hundred million!"

An Yan didn’t hesitate for even half a second.

"Alright. But I want to know who is paying for my life!"

"That, I won’t tell you. And after the money is in the account, you’ll still need to play along in a charade, then fake your death and disappear! That way, it’s good for me, good for you, and good for everyone."

"What if you kill me after the money is transferred?"

"I wouldn’t do that. Miss An Yan is the apple of Master Jiu Li’s eye. I truly don’t have the guts to kill you! I’m just a helpless woman who only wants a little money."

"Bring He Chuwei here first. I need to confirm her safety."

With a snap of Zhang Ya’s fingers, Officer Xiaohe was brought in by two tall, burly bodyguards in less than three minutes.

Apart from her white suit being a little wrinkled and her eyes being bloodshot, there were no other issues.

It seemed she hadn’t been tortured here!

Officer Xiaohe looked guilt-stricken.

"I’m so sorry for causing you trouble."

After seeing an advertisement that Wei Song was offering a high reward for medical help, she had decided to pose as a doctor to apprehend Zhang Ya, Wei Song’s wife. Her plan was then to use Zhang Ya to capture this whole den of rats!

But it turned out Zhang Ya had used a body double!

An Yan gestured for her to stand behind her, then took out her phone and looked at Zhang Ya.

"I’ll pay you fifty percent now, and the other fifty percent after I leave."

Zhang Ya genuinely seemed to only want the money!

An Yan messaged Ling Xiao:

"Transfer one hundred million to the account below!"

Ling Xiao always handled matters reliably. An Yan had barely finished sipping her tea and checking Officer Xiaohe’s pulse when Zhang Ya’s phone rang.

"Your bank card ending in **** has received a deposit of one hundred million yuan!"

Listening to the electronic voice announcement, Officer Xiaohe’s face paled in shock.

Miss An Yan spent one hundred million just to save me?

Although she had been with An Yan these past few days and knew Miss An Yan casually spent tens or even hundreds of millions on medicine, and that money was just a number to her, it wasn’t that way for Officer Xiaohe. Her monthly salary, including bonuses and various allowances, was just over ten thousand yuan. One hundred million! How long would she have to work to repay that!

"Miss An Yan, this money..."

An Yan whispered to her,

"Don’t worry. However she took it, she’ll have to spit it all out soon enough!"

An Yan’s money would definitely not go to the wicked!

Officer Xiaohe breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Mrs. Wei, your husband’s illness, are you still seeking treatment for it?" An Yan asked.

Zhang Ya was momentarily speechless.

Her files indicated An Yan was a research-focused individual obsessed with intractable diseases. She hadn’t anticipated that An Yan, even after realizing Zhang Ya was not a good person, would still want to treat patients? How utterly perfect! She had been wondering how to get the money and also trick An Yan into the old man’s room for a look. Now, she didn’t need to bother scheming. An Yan had walked right into it! Indeed, when luck comes your way, nothing can stop it!

"Xiaona, take Miss An Yan to see Old Wei."

Zhang Na, her face showing signs of plastic surgery, stood up and, swaying her hips, led An Yan into the adjacent courtyard.

This courtyard wasn’t very large. Two weeping willows grew on the eastern side, their long branches drooping down into the pond below.

Yellowing, slender leaves covered half the pond, creating an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Crossing the wooden plank bridge, they arrived at Wei Song’s quarters.

Two bodyguards stood guard outside the door.

After Zhang Na greeted them, she led An Yan and Officer Xiaohe inside.

The room was spacious; a curio cabinet separated the bedroom from the sitting area.

In the sitting area, a handsome young man sat hunched over a table, reading a book as thick as a brick.

Hearing them enter, the young man turned his head and put down his pen.

"The doctor, here to see my brother-in-law," Zhang Na said. "Alright, I’ve brought them. Song Ke, you look after them."

A flicker of light crossed the young man’s eyes, and his demeanor immediately became more solicitous.

"Much obliged. Please, come with me."

Bypassing the curio cabinet, they entered Wei Song’s bedroom.

A male and a female medical staff member had already risen to their feet.

On the table behind them were various snacks, fruits, and both of their mobile phones and tablets.

The trash can beside the table was nearly overflowing with sunflower seed shells.

"May I ask your surname?" the male doctor asked, standing up.

The male doctor smiled.

"Dr. An, hello. I am Mr. Wei’s personal physician, Wang Yifan, and this is my assistant, Li Qingqing."

"Mr. Wei fell into a coma due to a sudden stroke that caused a brainstem hemorrhage. I have already administered the necessary medical treatment."

"Currently, Mr. Wei’s vital signs can only be maintained by life support machines."

"These are his medical records. Would you like to see them?"

An Yan reached out and took them.

Although she knew there wouldn’t be any issues with the medical records, and she probably wouldn’t find anything valuable in them, looking them over would buy her some time.

"Dr. An, can he be woken up?" Song Ke, the college student, asked.

An Yan turned to look at Song Ke. "What is your relationship to the patient?"

Song Ke’s face suddenly flushed.

"I am... his adopted son."

"He has many children, but after he fell into a coma, none of them were willing to care for him. So, Mrs. Wei found me, recognized me as his adopted son, and had me stay here to look after him."

"She also said that when he passes, I am to oversee his funeral arrangements."

Wang Yifan and Li Qingqing simultaneously pursed their lips, the disdain in their eyes quite apparent.

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An Yan nodded and asked,

"Are you and Mrs. Wei old acquaintances?"

Song Ke shook his head.

"No, Mrs. Wei found me at my school. I was part of a work-study program in the cafeteria back then. She probably noticed I was a diligent worker."

"What kind of person is Mrs. Wei?" An Yan asked.