Chapter 9: You See Them as Brothers, But They Want You Dead!

Lin Beifan clasped his hands together and made a wish.

"I wish to be alert and full of energy!"

Ding! Wish granted!

Suddenly, his body felt different. Even the faintest breeze against his skin made him slightly uneasy.

Meanwhile, in the hospital ward…

Zhao Shiming took out a long, thick silver needle from his case and sterilized it over a flame.

"Junior Brother, bear with it for a bit. It'll be over soon!"

Xiao Chen's face turned green. "Senior Brother… isn't that needle a bit too much? Can you use a smaller one?"

Zhao Shiming sighed. "Junior Brother, this is the only way. Your skin is too tough—every other needle I tried before just snapped. If it's too thin, it won't pierce at all!"

Xiao Chen hesitated, but after thinking it over, he had to admit his senior brother made sense.

"Alright… Just be gentle, okay?"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

With everything prepared, Zhao Shiming approached Xiao Chen.

He placed one hand lightly on Xiao Chen's chest, searching for the right acupuncture point. Once he found it, he took a deep breath, then gripped the thick silver needle and thrust it in.

It went in shockingly well.

So smoothly, in fact, that it plunged straight into Xiao Chen's chest—seven or eight centimeters deep!

Almost piercing through!

At that moment, Xiao Chen—whose nerves were now twice as sensitive—felt an unbearable surge of pain shoot through his entire body.

His eyes widened in horror, and he let out a piercing scream.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The agonized wail echoed through the entire hospital building.

Zhao Shiming paled in shock. "Junior Brother, what's wrong?! Don't scare me!"

In all his years of practicing medicine, he had never seen such a reaction!

Before he could do anything else, the ward door suddenly burst open.

BANG!

Doctors and nurses rushed in—along with Lin Beifan.

A doctor immediately shouted, "Who are you?! What are you doing?!"

Panic spread across Zhao Shiming's face. "I—I was saving him!"

"Saving him?!" The doctor's expression darkened. "You stabbed a huge needle into his chest, made him scream in agony, and you call that saving him?! Do you take us for fools? You're clearly trying to kill him!"

Zhao Shiming's soul nearly left his body. "No, no, no! It's a misunderstanding! I would never kill him—he's my Junior Brother! I was really just trying to heal him!"

The doctor scoffed. "Healing? With a needle that long? Enough nonsense—go explain yourself to the police! Nurse Li, call the cops immediately! And get security here to restrain the suspect!"

"Yes, Dr. Liu!" A young nurse ran off.

"Wait! No! This is all a misunderstanding!"

Before Zhao Shiming could resist, Lin Beifan stepped forward and raised a hand in warning.

"Dr. Zhao, I advise you not to struggle. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to defend myself in self-defense."

Seeing himself surrounded by hospital staff, Zhao Shiming realized he had no way out.

With a miserable groan, he slumped to the floor.

"Ughhh!"

Since it was now considered an attempted murder case, the police arrived quickly and took Zhao Shiming into custody.

As a witness, Lin Beifan cooperated with the police, giving his full statement.

"Mr. Lin, that concludes today's testimony. If we need any further assistance, we hope you'll cooperate again."

Lin Beifan responded righteously, "Of course! It's every citizen's duty to assist the police! If you need anything else, just call me—I'll be happy to help!"

The officer smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Lin. We appreciate good citizens like you!"

"Haha, the police and the people are a family!"

Afterward, Lin Beifan returned to the ward and asked with concern, "Doctor, how's my friend doing?"

The doctor gave a serious look. "The needle pierced about eight centimeters into his chest—just barely missing his heart. Luckily, it slipped into the small gap next to it, so there's only minor bleeding. The injury isn't too severe, but he'll need to stay in the hospital for observation."

Lin Beifan sighed inwardly. What a shame!

But on the surface, he showed deep sincerity.

"Doctor, you're absolutely right—he must stay in the hospital for further observation! No matter how much it costs, I'll cover it! Just make sure my brother recovers!"

The doctor frowned. "You don't even know him that well, yet you're willing to take care of him. Meanwhile, his actual brother tried to kill him… I just don't understand it!"

Lin Beifan shook his head with a heavy sigh. "Human nature is complicated."

The doctor sighed as well. "Yes… Sometimes, it's even dark. Forget it, let's not dwell on such depressing things."

After a few more words of advice, the doctor finally left.

Lin Beifan then turned to the bedridden Xiao Chen, who was glaring at him with deep hatred.

In a solemn voice, Lin Beifan declared, "Brother, don't worry. I will personally make sure the culprit is punished! I won't let the murderer… get away with this!"

Xiao Chen weakly raised his trembling hand.

"Let… let my Senior Brother go…"

Lin Beifan frowned.

"Brother, even now, you're still defending him? You see him as family, but he just tried to kill you! …Forget it, don't talk anymore. Just focus on resting—I'll visit you again soon."

As the door closed behind Lin Beifan, Xiao Chen shut his eyes in despair.