Chapter 623 Transaction Reached?
Fuzheng Hospital was an international comprehensive hospital, capable of connecting with many major hospitals worldwide, ensuring their resources were absolutely the fastest.
Zi Yisheng once again found Doctor Huersen and directly handed him a check.
"What does Mr. Zi mean?"
"I just want Doctor Huersen to help find a suitable heart source for my wife from major hospitals around the world. This is just for your hard work."
"No need. Mr. Bai has already asked me to do this and provided corresponding compensation."
Doctor Huersen pushed the check back, but Zi Yisheng pushed it back again.
"I mean through all sorts of channels, as long as they don't harm the innocent."
These renowned experts cared most about their reputation. Even with more money, they wouldn't do anything to damage their own standing. However, they certainly had more methods than he did.
Doctor Huersen tilted his head and raised an eyebrow, finally accepting the check on the table.
"I will do my best."
"Thank you."
Zi Yisheng sighed in relief. As long as he accepted the money, it meant another path had opened up.
Zi Yisheng left two people at the hospital and departed. Waiting anxiously was less productive than searching. Perhaps he himself would find something.
Min Hang knew that Zi Yisheng and the others had arrived but did not show himself. He didn't want to see any expressions of blame or heartache. Only when he found a solution would he dare to face them.
As for Tiantian, he had always been unwilling to think about her. There was both heartache and disgust. She had repaid his more than ten years of effort with her life. What right did she have to seek his attention again?
What he didn't know was that Tiantian had also been taken abroad by Mo Lin, though not to Kongmeng Country, but to a distant land.
From the moment she woke up, she remained silent. Mo Lin's reprimands went unheeded. She didn't even ask where Min Hang was. The doctors at the hospital were unable to provide any treatment.
Mo Lin was also eager to help his sister. He finally made up his mind to resign, as he no longer had time for work with his sister in this state.
Taking the money his sister had earned for him over the years, he took his sister abroad and admitted her to the best psychological treatment center for inpatient care.
He hoped that one day she would fully recover and have a life of her own. Mo Lin flew to Kongmeng Country with almost no delay. His sister was the most important thing now.
Upon arriving in Fuzheng City, he went straight to the hospital. Years of professional training had made him adept at finding clues and locating targets.
Seeing A Can guarding the ward door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you here!"
"I'm here to help. Where is my sister?"
A Can knew not to be too harsh on Mo Lin. This kid had grown up before their eyes, and they had taught him his skills themselves. They knew his character better than anyone.
"She's in the room, only visible through the glass."
Mo Lin threw down his luggage and rushed over. Seeing his frail sister, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He traced the glass with his hand as if he could still touch her.
"How much longer?"
"Less than three months."
Mo Lin wiped his tears with his sleeve and turned to A Can.
"Where is Min Hang?"
"You're going to look for him?"
"Yes, I understand him. This time, he'd risk his life if necessary, so his methods must be the most extreme and effective. I want to go too, and I'm willing to risk my life."
A Can sighed and patted his shoulder. They were both persistent and deeply emotional people; he wouldn't stop him.
"It's chaotic there. Don't cause trouble when you go, just go directly to Min Hang."
"Okay."
A Can had a brother who knew foreign languages write down the address. Nowadays, whenever they went out, they had to bring someone who knew a foreign language; language was the first hurdle to overcome.
Mo Lin knew some foreign languages, as his sister and Mother Ye had taught him when he was in school.
Arriving at the largest black market here, burly black men guarded the entrance, blocking anyone with yellow skin.
Mo Lin mentioned Min De's name. Wherever Min Hang was, Min De would be there.
Indeed, he was able to enter smoothly. The so-called black market was a veritable city, with small groups of strangely dressed burly men standing on either side of the dark streets.
After walking two blocks, he found the building number, a modest apartment building. Knocking on the door, he was greeted by a familiar subordinate of Min Hang.
"Young Master Mo, why are you here?"
"I'm here to find Min Hang."
"Young Master Min is on the third floor. I'll take you up."
"No need."
Mo Lin moved quickly. On his way upstairs, he saw quite a few familiar faces.
At the third-floor landing, he saw Min De, his eyes filled with helplessness and resentment.
"Young Master Min might not see you."
"It's alright, as long as I see him."
Mo Lin dropped his luggage and walked towards the only room on the third floor. The door was ajar, and he saw someone sitting by the window, drinking.
"Drinking too much is bad for your health."
"My life is tough, I won't die."
"How about a drink for me?"
Min Hang picked up a nearby cup and unceremoniously poured a full glass.
Mo Lin sat directly on the empty sofa and took a large gulp from the glass.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, what is this wine, so hard to swallow?"
"Horse urine."
"So you like drinking horse urine."
"Hmph, brat, you've never respected me."
"How should I respect you? Call you Uncle Min? Afraid I'll make you sound old?"
"You're already old."
"Alright, Uncle Min."
Min Hang looked deeply at Mo Lin, who had truly grown into a young man.
"Twenty-two, right?"
"Yes, it's rare you remember my age."
"How could I forget? We first met when you were ten, a truly obnoxious age. Time passes so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I'm almost forty."
"You're only thirty-five, actually."
Min Hang managed a rare smile and clinked glasses with the brat.
"Any news?"
"Not yet, but someone has already taken the mission. Two million is too tempting."
"Wouldn't that..."
"Mo Lin, even if they complete the task, they need to hand over a living person to me. My mission condition is willingness. How they negotiate is not my concern."
"What if there's no result in the end?"
"Then we can only harm an innocent person."
Mo Lin fell silent. If it were him, the answer would also be affirmative. What humanity and values mattered in the face of his sister's life?
"Young Master Min, someone has arrived!"
Min Hang leaped up, but a cracking sound of bones followed.
"Hiss~~ Hurry and let them in."
"Your back hasn't healed yet?"
Mo Lin helped him back to the sofa. He was young but looked like an old man.
"It's not that easy to heal."
Min De entered with a young woman, her blonde hair looking very young and beautiful.
"Why are you here?"
"My blood type is the same as the one on your wanted notice."
"So?"
"I can provide a heart source, but I need to increase the price."
"Do you understand what providing a heart source means?"
The young woman lowered her head, then raised it again, her eyes firm.
"I understand. I give my life, and you give me money."
"Deal. Sign the agreement first, then go to the hospital for checks."
He didn't ask for reasons. As long as the other party was willing, the transaction would be considered complete.