Chapter 968: Chapter 968
As soon as the immigration notice for Yongfan Island was released, it hadn't even been a week before people began applying to immigrate.
Most of these applicants, whether seeking immigration or work, were either patients with cancer or heart disease, or they had family members suffering from these illnesses. These people came to Yongfan Island in hopes of trying their luck.
You see, Steady Heart Pills and Revitalizing Pills are incredibly difficult to obtain on the market, so whether for themselves or their loved ones, they were determined to give it a shot.
Of course, not all applicants came out of health-related desperation. Some were individuals whose careers hadn't been going well in real life, and they saw Yongfan Island as an opportunity for development and a chance to showcase their talents.
Nevertheless, these people made up only a small portion; in total, no more than around one hundred people came to apply.
Though the number of applicants was limited, there was no shortage of media attention.
Because the matter involved Steady Heart Pills and Revitalizing Pills, several major media outlets actively joined in to cover the situation.
Most of these media outlets weren't very optimistic about those applying to Yongfan Island. After all, the international legal status of Yongfan Island hadn't been determined yet, and most of the applicants were terminally ill individuals.
Even if these people were to work on Yongfan Island, they wouldn't be able to contribute much value.
Yet Hu Jin didn't let the low numbers deter her from taking this recruitment effort seriously. She personally arranged a venue for interviews at City Hall.
Calm and composed, Hu Jin diligently selected candidates. However, by midday, she hadn't managed to hire a single person.
The applicants were either too gravely ill to work or were people unrealistically demanding exorbitant salaries.
As the interviews went past the halfway mark, just as despair was creeping over Hu Jin, a fifty-something elder, supported by a middle-aged man, approached her.
The elder looked extremely pale, with silver strands streaking through his hair.
"Hello…" Hu Jin maintained her polite demeanor and greeted the newcomers.
"I can help you work, but I have one condition: you must cure my father first," said the middle-aged man directly.
Hu Jin had seen similar proposals from others throughout the morning.
Hu Jin gave a faint smile. "Sir, at the very least, I need to know what you do."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before replying, "I am the developer of the European Ethernet system. My name is Lin Yongliang."
Upon hearing his reply, Hu Jin's eyes lit up.
She'd read about Lin Yongliang in magazines before—he was reputed to be a brilliant young talent. The wireless networks used across Europe, and even around the world, were all developed by him.
Hu Jin couldn't believe Lin Yongliang had actually come here to apply for a position.
At that moment, not only Hu Jin but also the nearby media turned their cameras toward Lin Yongliang.
Lin Yongliang was practically a celebrity in technological development. His expertise in electronic network equipment was unparalleled, and he had even been nominated for the Nobel Prize last year.
Previously, The Stars and Stripes Country had offered him astronomical salaries and benefits to recruit him, but Lin Yongliang had turned them down.
None of the onlookers could have anticipated that such a spectacularly accomplished figure would end up here.
Just then, the elder supported by Lin Yongliang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious into Lin Yongliang's arms.
"Can anyone save my father?" Lin Yongliang exclaimed, visibly panicked.
"Mr. Lin, I'm a doctor; I can take a look at him," a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner stepped forward and said to Lin Yongliang.
Lin Yongliang nodded hurriedly. "Please."
The foreign doctor helped Lin Yongliang's father to sit on the side and began conducting a clinical examination.
After using some basic medical equipment to examine the elder, the foreign doctor frowned deeply.
"Mr. Lin, your father's vital signs are extremely weak, and his heart is barely beating…" the foreign doctor said while shaking his head.
Lin Yongliang, hearing this, felt his legs give way, and it was only thanks to support from someone nearby that he didn't collapse to the ground.
Though the foreign doctor hadn't explicitly said so, the implication was clear—his father was beyond saving.
"So, we made it all the way here for nothing?" Though heartbroken, Lin Yongliang hadn't lost his composure. Looking at his father's feeble state, it was evident that he had already reached the brink.
"Dad…" Tears streamed down Lin Yongliang's face.
Just then, the elder sitting on the ground let out a final breath and went limp...
Lin Yongliang immediately rushed to his father's side. After testing for breath, he dropped heavily to the ground...
The elder had no signs of life whatsoever—he was clearly gone.
"Dad…" Lin Yongliang fell to his knees, bowing his head repeatedly to the floor, weeping in anguished sobs.
"Place the elder on the table," a calm voice suddenly resonated from nearby.
Judging by the voice alone, Hu Jin already knew—Ding Fan had arrived.
Hu Jin had been unsure how to handle the situation.
While Hu Jin trusted Ding Fan's medical skills, given that the elder had already passed away, even a god descending couldn't change that.
Lin Yongliang looked up at Ding Fan. "What are you trying to do?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
Ding Fan ignored the question and strode over to the elder. "If you want your father to live, then step aside."
Want his father to live?
Lin Yongliang wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him—his father was already gone; what hope could there possibly be?
Before Lin Yongliang could process this, Hu Jin stepped forward. "Let him try," she said.
Lin Yongliang glanced at Hu Jin and, after a moment of hesitation, nodded.
Since his father was gone, how much worse could the situation become? There was nothing to lose, so he might as well let Ding Fan give it a shot—even if the chances were one in ten thousand.
Ding Fan approached, lifting the elder off the ground and placing him onto a table.
Once the elder was settled, Ding Fan tore open his shirt, exposing his chest.
Without hesitation, Ding Fan retrieved a box of silver needles.
"What's he doing? The elder is already dead—none of this will work," commented the foreign doctor who had previously examined the elder.
"Yeah… He's already gone; there's nothing anyone can do."
"This looks like an attention-grabbing stunt. There are media everywhere—is he trying to make a name for himself?"
The crowd buzzed with skeptical chatter.
Unfazed by the noise, Ding Fan opened the box and lightly ran his fingers over the silver needles.
Two needles adhered to his pinky finger as though magnetized.
With a swift motion, Ding Fan maneuvered the needles, and one quickly pierced into the elder's throat. The entire needle, as long as a finger, was fully inserted. Gasps erupted from the crowd.
Even Lin Yongliang furrowed his brows. If such a long needle pierced a living person, it might very well kill them.
Meanwhile, Ding Fan's hands worked rapidly, inserting more needles into the elder's head.
His movements were so fast that they created afterimages, prompting exclamations of astonishment from the onlookers.
Though Lin Yongliang wasn't familiar with medicine, Ding Fan's agile technique appeared professional rather than theatrical.
Ding Fan completed the needle placement in just about a minute.
Next, he abruptly withdrew the initial needle from the elder's throat.
The moment the needle was removed, a foul stench filled the air, followed by a spurt of blackened blood from the elder's throat.
"What… What's that smell? It's awful!"
The crowd swiftly covered their noses.
Following this, Ding Fan pressed his palm against the elder's chest.
Upon entering the room, Ding Fan had already assessed the elder's condition. The diagnosis was throat cancer.
The cancer had spread to his lungs and heart, leading to cardiac failure, which had caused the elder to collapse.
Technically, the elder's heart had momentarily ceased beating due to extreme weakness, not true death. Otherwise, even Ding Fan couldn't revive someone truly deceased.
The initial needle into the elder's throat had been to clear obstructed airways caused by residual contaminated blood during his earlier bout of vomiting.
As for pressing his hand against the elder's chest now—this was to transmit True Qi and restart his heart!
Within thirty seconds of Ding Fan channeling True Qi into the elder's body, the elder suddenly coughed...
"How… How is this possible…"
The crowd drew audible breaths of astonishment, stunned by the sight.
They had all witnessed the elder's demise earlier.
Seeing his father cough, Lin Yongliang's eyes widened. "A Doctor… A miracle-doctor indeed…"
The foreign doctor who had initially examined the elder rubbed his eyes furiously.
He simply couldn't fathom how Ding Fan had revived someone presumed dead—it was beyond the scope of his understanding.
Ding Fan then pulled two pills from his pocket.
The moment the crowd saw the pills, a collective buzz of recognition spread—they were undoubtedly famous.
One was the advanced Steady Heart Pill, and the other, the Revitalizing Pill...
The advanced Steady Heart Pill cost $10,000 US dollars per piece, while the Revitalizing Pill sold for an even more staggering $1 million per piece. Official sellers adhered to this pricing, but on the black market, costs were astronomical.
Lin Yongliang himself had once offered $500,000 to purchase a Revitalizing Pill without success. It was this desperation that had brought him to Yongfan Island.
After retrieving the pills, Ding Fan promptly had the elder swallow the Revitalizing Pill, prioritizing the control of the cancer cells.