I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

Chapter 117: Incurable



When he thought of this, Wang Haoran couldn’t help but ask:

“If I’m not cured even in the future, will you still love me?”

When she heard this, Qin Yunhan almost wept, but she firmly stated:

“Why would you even ask that? Don't you see? I can’t love anyone other than you in this life!”

“I was just curious.” Wang Haoran reassured.

In his heart, he thought to himself: ‘A favorability of 90 (‘Til Death Do Us Part) is indeed quite extraordinary.’

Qin Yunhan's love for him would not change, perhaps not even in death.

In other words, her tolerance must be quite high.

And to think that this unruly young lady used to point fingers and call him her little brother. But now that the tables have turned, it’s her turn to suffer.

[The next morning]

In recess, Wang Haoran transferred 3 million yuan to Fang Xuan.

In less than ten seconds, Fang Xuan gave him a call.

Wang Haoran went somewhere quiet to answer the phone.

[“I'm not a greedy woman, so I’ll just say that this money is something I borrowed from you. I’ll be sure to return it to you later.”] Fang Xuan said.

From Fang Xuan's point of view, Wang Haoran had already given her 10 million yuan. Even if he was simply paying for her ‘services’, there was no need to continue asking for money.

“No need to pay it back, I gave it to you.” Wang Haoran responded generously.

[“Huh? For me?”] Fang Xuan couldn't believe it.

“Yes, it's for you.” Wang Haoran repeated.

If he waited for her to pay him back, the year of the monkey would’ve probably ended by then.

Wang Haoran wasn’t so stingy with just this much money.

Moreover, it was all thanks to Fang Heng, the golden goose, that Wang Haoran made more money than he spent.

He doesn’t care about a couple million dollars.

And if this can win Fang Xuan's favour, it will be even more profitable.

[“No, I can't ask for any more money. I’ll pay you back.”] Fang Xuan insisted, still quite strong.

“I told you that it’s already yours. If you’re gonna be this difficult about it, I’ll just take the money back right now” Wang Haoran was too lazy to argue with her, his tone growing tougher.

Fang Xuan was immediately struck with fear upon hearing these words. Thus, she quickly changed her wording:

[“That's fine, but my mother's treatment is only 2 million. I don’t need 3, so I’ll transfer 1 million back to you.”]

“The extra 1 million yuan is for you. Buy some better clothes to wear. If you wear lower-end clothes too much, they’ll* sag.” Wang Haoran said coldly.

1Samael: Boo- *gets censored*

Fang Xuan muttered something on the other end of the phone, but Wang Haoran’s focus was on the system prompt.

[Ding! The heroine, Fang Xuan, has experienced an increase in her favorability toward the Host by 10.

  • The current total favorability is 55 (Heartfelt Love).]

[Ding! The Host affects the plot direction.

  • Receiving 300 Villain Points!]

[“Thank you, I will remember this for the rest of my life.”] Fang Xuan was quite moved.

“I don't need you to remember me well. You might as well be a little more real. When I look for you in the future, don’t be sad. Try to be a bit more enthusiastic.”

But after he recalled last night’s events, Wang Haoran could hardly complain.

[“I'll do it in the future, if you need it, I… I'll be there when I'm called.”] Fang Xuan replied with a face like a tomato.

“That's what you said, so be sure to remember it.”

Wang Haoran happily ended the phone call with Fang Xuan.

[Qingling Airport.]

At the airport exit, a foreign medical team walked out.

There are about ten members, eight of whom are foreigners.

The leader was a fifty-year-old man with a hooked nose and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Yan Guishan, who was waiting at the exit, saw this group of people, and immediately greeted them with joy. He then walked to their leader.

“Smith, welcome to China.” Yan Guishan smiled.

“My lord, it's been a long time, you're still… as beautiful as ever, is my idiom correct?” Smith said in broken Chinese.

“Haha, you learned Chinese pretty well.” Yan Guishan praised.

“China is a big place in the East. I just wanted to come here to see it, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation.” Smith sighed and then asked:

“Sir, what's wrong with your body?”

“That’s…” The smile on Yan Guishan's face converged, and it was a little hard to tell, so he could only say:

“Not here. You must be tired from the journey. I’ve already booked a hotel, so let’s go.”

Smith nodded.

Yan Guishan arranged for Smith's medical team to stay at the Dahao Hotel.

In the afternoon, the top medical equipment of the Smith team also arrived.

Yan Guishan also adjusted his mood and told Smith the truth.

Smith and the team began to inspect Yan Guishan.

After a while, the test results came out.

Yan Guishan couldn't understand the checklist, so he could only ask Smith:

“What the hell is going on with me?”

“Judging from your report, your body's completely normal, and there should be no problems.” Smith said.

“But I… I can't stand up, it's a fact. Do you think I’d lie to you about something like this?” Yan Guishan anxiously asked.

“Listen to me, although there are no problems with your organs and their other functions. From the test data, we can tell that your kidneys are wasted. You must’ve had a blast when you returned to China, eh?”

Smith studied medicine, but Yan Guishan didn’t, so he spoke in words that were easier to understand.

Yan Guishan thought about it for a while, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It has been half a month since he came back, and he has indeed gone at it every night without taking any breaks.

But he was like that when he was abroad too.

‘So why was it okay then?’

‘Now when I came back there is a problem.’

‘Could one of the women have had some sort of disease?’

2Samael: This is why you wear protection, people!

3Kshn: Care to explain how it would've saved him from Haoran's poison?

“Smith, is there any way to cure it?” Yan Guishan anxiously asked.

“Sir, we’re also old acquaintances. I’ll tell you the truth. We can’t possibly cure you.” Smith put it bluntly.

“No, you need to cure me. You have to. If you can cure me, it doesn’t matter how much money I gotta pay you.” Yan Guishan was so emotional that he grabbed Smith's shoulder and shook it, roaring the words.

He’d been a romantic all his life. Even in the face of death, he didn’t cower, only now…

For him, this is ten times harder than death.

Under no circumstances could he possibly accept it.

“Sir, calm down. I’ll try my best to help you. My medical team and I will immediately think of a plan. There will definitely be a way.”

Smith was shaken so badly that he was afraid that Yan Guishan would break his shoulder if it continued. Thus, he quickly changed his words.

“Okay, do your thing, and do it quickly.” Yan Guishan let go of him, but his mood was still unstable.

Smith nodded, and immediately left the room to find the other team members.

But he wasn’t planning on coming up with a treatment plan, he was planning how to run.

After all, Yan Guishan’s situation isn’t something that could be cured.

If Yan Guishan goes mad, he’d probably kill them all.

After all, this is the Bloody Wolf King of Hell, the most famous mercenary leader.

When he’s angry, he could do just about anything…


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