Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1449 - 1448

It was already late at night.

Even bustling Chinatown had quieted down at this hour; pedestrians on the streets had thinned out, and London’s so-called sleepless city had finally reached a rare moment of tranquility.

Lin Fan drove his car and returned to Chinatown.

Just as he arrived at Master Ye’s traditional medicine shop, he saw two black cars parked at the entrance, with two men in suits guarding the door, one on each side.

Lin Fan frowned, what had happened?

Inside the medicine shop, Master Xiao Ye was attending to two people, a young white woman and a well-dressed middle-aged white man, exuding an air of an old-school British gentleman with every gesture.

"Doctor, do you remember me?" the young white woman said.

Master Xiao Ye replied, "I do. Is there anything wrong? Has your family member’s condition changed?"

This young white woman had come with her family a few days ago, bringing a sick white man here seeking treatment, with several elderly Chinese doctors from Chinatown present.

Master Xiao Ye was unable to treat the white man, but eventually Lin Fan appeared and saved the man’s life.

Now that the young white woman had returned, Master Xiao Ye’s first thought was whether the white man’s condition hadn’t improved.

The young white woman said, "No, my brother has recovered very well; he was completely fine the next day. I’m here this time not because of him, but to find Mr. Lin."

Master Xiao Ye said, "Mr. Lin is not here. What do you need him for?"

The young white woman said, "I asked Mr. Lin to treat a friend of mine that day. I gave him my business card, but he never contacted me."

Master Xiao Ye said, "He probably hasn’t had the time."

Lin Fan had been out searching for Li Zixia these past few days; perhaps he had long forgotten about this matter.

The young white woman said, "Do you know where Mr. Lin is or have his phone number?"

Master Xiao Ye shook his head, "Sorry, I don’t."

"What’s going on?"

Liu Yuying came out from inside, asking curiously.

Master Xiao Ye said, "Mom, they’re here looking for Mr. Lin."

Liu Yuying said, "He’s not here, you’ve come to the wrong place."

The young white woman quickly said, "Don’t misunderstand, I mean no harm; I’m here to ask Mr. Lin for help with an illness."

Master Xiao Ye said, "Mom, the white man Mr. Lin cured that day was her family member."

Returning home, Liu Yuying had heard about that night’s events from Master Xiao Ye, further realizing the miraculous skill of Lin Fan, definitely a legendary healer.

Liu Yuying said, "Mr. Lin is not here now, where is the patient? Let me take a look first."

Liu Yuying intentionally wanted to showcase her skills. After all, she hails from the Martial Arts world and is a senior, yet in every way falls short against Lin Fan. She couldn’t rescue Li Zixia, Lin Fan did, and even herself was saved by Lin Fan.

Feeling a lack of presence in front of this junior, and that people came to her shop seeking medical assistance, asking specifically for Mr. Lin, ignited her fighting spirit.

"If I can cure the patient, it won’t be necessary to trouble Mr. Lin." Liu Yuying added.

Master Xiao Ye also spoke on behalf of his mother, "Ma’am, my mom is also an excellent doctor."

The young white woman said, "The patient isn’t here; the doctor will need to come with me. If you can cure my friend, the compensation will be quite handsome."

Liu Yuying said, "Describe your friend’s symptoms, I’ll first get a general understanding."

The young white woman said, "This friend of mine is 90 years old, and over the past two years her body has deteriorated significantly, with multiple organs failing. Recently, the heart problem has been the most prominent; she now needs a ventilator. We’ve consulted the best doctors in the United Kingdom, but the condition hasn’t improved, continuing to worsen. At this rate, I fear soon she may..."

Liu Yuying frowned, "Life’s cycle of birth, aging, illness, and death is a natural part of human existence. Your friend, I believe, is simply aging, with her body’s organs naturally failing, beyond human control. Just like the irreversible passage of time, humans can’t return to youth. Our medicine, ultimately, has its limits, and even if we do our best, it’s difficult to achieve meaningful results, merely extending her life by a bit. When the end approaches, ultimately, no effort can reverse fate."

The young white woman said, "Is there really no way to save her?"

Liu Yuying said, "Of course, using modern western medicine, with so many advanced instruments, keeping your friend at a baseline level of survival shouldn’t be a problem. This state can extend her life, though it barely differs from vegetative existence; living is merely living."

The young white woman said. "That’s not the outcome I want. I hope she can recover, return to health. Doctor, can you do that?"

Liu Yuying shook her head with certainty, "No, I can’t."

The young white woman said, "But can Mr. Lin do it?"

"This..." Liu Yuying hesitated; could Lin Fan achieve this? She also wanted to know.

The young white woman said, "If I could meet Mr. Lin, it would be great."

At this point, the British gentleman said, "Does anyone here know where Mr. Lin has gone?"

Liu Yuying knows Lin Fan’s whereabouts; Lin Fan went to deal with Morgan Smith. Of course, such matters cannot be disclosed to others.

Liu Yuying shook her head, "I don’t know. Perhaps you should go back first, and I will inform him when Mr. Lin returns."

The young white woman thought for a moment, then said, "No, I’d rather wait here for him. Could you tell me roughly when he’ll be back?"

Liu Yuying said, "I don’t know; perhaps tomorrow. You may as well return home, lest you find yourself waiting pointlessly through the night."

It depends on how Lin Fan handles Morgan Smith’s matter; she’s unaware of the state and unable to provide an answer for the young white woman.

Even if she knew, she couldn’t promise it on behalf of Lin Fan, as, in fact, she isn’t very familiar with him, unaware of whether Lin Fan would agree to make a house call.

In the face of naturally occurring ailments leading to demise, what could Lin Fan do?

The young white woman showed some anxiety, "My friend may not have much time left; do you have Mr. Lin’s phone number?"

Liu Yuying said, "Sorry, I don’t have it."

Perhaps Li Zixia has it, but Li Zixia was asleep at this moment.

Just as the young white woman grew anxious.

"Stop, don’t move further!"

From outside came the sentries’ shout.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Followed by two screams.

Everyone inside the store was startled and hurriedly glanced outside.

They saw Lin Fan walking in, holding a man in a suit in each hand, as effortlessly as carrying two small rabbits.

"Strange guys, blocking the store entrance, not letting me in," Lin Fan murmured.

"Mr. Lin!" the young white woman exclaimed in surprise.

The British gentleman had a shocked expression; his two subordinates, both top agents, were utterly defeated by this young man?