Return to before death

"If that's all you wanted to say, then I'll be going now."

He forced a fake smile, maintaining a calm facade, and turned to leave.

"You've improved. You weren't impulsive this time?" A teasing voice came from behind, but Yan Ran didn't intend to stop. She just wanted to get away from this annoying guy as soon as possible.

"Don't go yet, I have something important to tell you. Don't you want to save your daughter anymore?"

The word "daughter" was ultimately her Achilles' heel, and she reluctantly turned around, arms crossed, maintaining that fake smile. "Thank you for the compliment. So, what is it?"

Sheng Xuanling looked at her with great interest. "Has no one ever told you how to ask for help?"

asshole!

But for her daughter's sake, she had to hold back. "Please tell me, do you have any clues?"

I could feel the veins throbbing on my forehead. My fake smile could no longer be maintained and turned into a ferocious grin.

"I just praised you for your progress, and now you're getting impulsive again? You really can't resist praise..." Ignoring the person in front of him who was on the verge of exploding, he got up and walked to her side, gently stroking her cheek with his fingers.

He slapped away the rude hand in front of him, his ferocious smile vanishing from his face. "Sheng Xuanling, if you keep spouting this nonsense, I'm really leaving."

"Alright, alright, calm down." He replied with a light laugh, and before the person could get angry, he added, "I suspect that Zong's Hospital is involved in human experimentation or organ trafficking."

"Human experimentation? Organ trafficking?" Sheng Xuanling exclaimed in disbelief at what she had said so casually.

"What evidence do you have... I've been in the Zong family for so many years, and I've also had contact with the Zong family hospital... but..." Yan Ran looked at him suspiciously. In all her years of contact with him, she hadn't found anything amiss.

Sheng Xuanling sat up straight and pointed to the sofa opposite her, saying, "Let's talk while sitting down."

Yan Ran looked in the direction of his finger. She was a little uncomfortable with Sheng Xuanling's sudden considerate attitude, but she didn't want to waste any more words on the matter, so she sat down on the sofa as he suggested.

Sheng Xuanling continued to explain her purpose, "I had no evidence, which is why I called you here."

She paused, then added, "The money from the last bid wasn't much to me, but you were once Mrs. Zong. If the Zong family's normal income is the basis, don't you find it strange that you would spend so much money on a gemstone necklace?"

“You’re a smart person, I think you should understand what I mean.”

Seeing Yan Ran's knowing expression, he continued, "And do you really think there's nothing wrong with the Zong Family Hospital?"

"You mean that the extra unreasonable income from the Zong family is all illegitimate income obtained by the Zong family hospital through illegal channels?" Yan Ran roughly organized her thoughts and frowned as she expressed her opinion.

"Yes."

"Let me think... about deaths related to medical conditions." Yan Ran lowered her head and pondered, recalling what happened to Tangtang at Zong's Hospital before she died.

A sudden flash of inspiration struck her, and she seemed to have grasped some important clue. She hurriedly looked up and widened her eyes to recall, "I remember now, a patient from the children's center was transferred to Zong's Hospital for emergency surgery due to a sudden onset of symptoms, but ultimately died despite all efforts to save him."

"What's your name? What day?" Upon hearing the words "Children's Center," Sheng Xuanling vaguely felt that this clue might be a major breakthrough.

"It was probably around the 8th of last month," she said slowly, her tone uncertain, recalling, "a little girl surnamed Shen. I was in charge of the handover with the children's center at the time, so I remember it quite clearly."

"It should be right." She looked back at the man in front of her with a determined gaze.

Seeing Yan Ran's confident demeanor, Sheng Xuanling felt a strange stirring within her, and a rare, unsmiling smile appeared on her face. "Since you remember so clearly, that makes things easier... I'll send someone to help you find your belongings right away. Try going back with your amulet and see if you can find any clues."

He had barely finished speaking when he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Please help me find information about the little girl who died at Zongshi Hospital on the 8th of last month due to a failed surgery."

After giving the instructions swiftly and decisively, he replied with a smile to the expectant look in the eyes of the person in front of him, which he himself did not realize was quite amused, "It will be done in a little while. This time it probably won't take long."

He stood up, went to the shooting range, took out a semi-automatic pistol, and gestured, "Since you're here, why don't you give it a shot?"

"it is good."

Since there wasn't any dirty betting involved this time, Yan Ran readily accepted the gun, put on goggles and headphones, and walked into the shooting range.

Raise your right hand, holding the gun, to your chest with the muzzle pointing downwards. Grasp the anti-slip texture at the end of the pistol slide with your left hand. With your right hand, cock the gun by pushing it forward and point the muzzle at the target.

Raise your hand and fire.

Ten shots, eight rings of 98, two rings of 10.

The loading and firing action was completed in one smooth motion, displaying a rather heroic and dashing style.

"Great! Impressive! It's a pity you're not as accurate as before." Sheng Xuanling clapped her hands, praising her while still teasing her.

Ignoring his teasing, Yan Ran removed her goggles and earmuffs, raised her chin, and with a provocative air, retorted, "Want to play a round?"

"Interesting," Sheng Xuanling thought to herself.

"of course."

He took the gun and equipment and skillfully completed a set of movements, standard and smooth.

Ten shots, nine of them were 98 rings, and one was a 10 ring.

Dressed in black, his sharply defined features exuded an air of arrogance, yet he was also handsome and dashing.

At this moment, Yan Ran seemed to finally understand why this man with such a terrible personality had so many women following him and being devoted to him, besides being rich.

Sheng Xuanling saw her gaze and smiled in a frivolous way, "What, are you infatuated with me? But I have no interest in women who have given birth."

It's definitely better for this person not to open their mouth.

Before long, Sheng Xuanling's people found a clue. He answered the phone and mouthed to Yan Ran to take out paper and pen and write down the information he said.

He quickly jotted down the relevant information on the notepad without missing a single word: Shen Yuxin died on June 9, 2017. The cause of death was pulmonary edema caused by an asthma attack, but she died because the disease was discovered too late.

After the call ended, Yan Ran silently recited the words aloud, focusing intently on the note and comparing it to her memory.

"...It's her, that's right. I remember...Back then, Shen Yuxin was forced to be hospitalized for a long time at the Children's Disease Center because of her irregular asthma treatment. However, during a check-up for a sudden asthma attack, it was discovered that the child had long had symptoms of pulmonary edema, but for some reason, the Children's Disease Center had not found it despite so many examinations and treatments."

He recalled things slowly, but his words were filled with calmness and determination.