Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

The sheriff's pupils contracted for a moment: "You're openly defying the law?"

At that moment, a young security guard leaned over and whispered a few words in the security officer's ear.

The sheriff's expression shifted from gloom to astonishment, and then from astonishment to hesitation.

He looked Lin Ran up and down, unsure how to begin, when his phone rang.

The sheriff took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly walked to the side to answer the call.

"Yes, yes, yes... He's here... Okay... Okay... I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the sheriff put his phone back in his pocket, turned around, and waved to his officers.

"Take all these troublemakers back with you!"

A group of security guards rushed forward and dragged the thugs up from the ground.

The bald man was being led outside, and he turned to look at Lin Ran, his eyes full of confusion.

"Wait a minute." Lin Ran took a step forward.

The sheriff paused, turning to look at Lin Ran: "Is there anything else?"

Lin Ran ignored him and walked straight up to the bald man, saying, "Go back and tell your master that if there's a next time, I'll go find him myself."

The bald man's Adam's apple bobbed, he nodded, and was then shoved into the car by the security guard.

After the two police cars drove away, Lin Ran walked back to Grandpa Zhang's side and reached out to help him.

At this moment, Grandpa Zhang looked quite disheveled.

He had a bruise on his forehead, a tear in his sleeve, and dried blood at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Ran secretly made a healing spell with his right hand, and the cyan spiritual energy seeped into Grandpa Zhang's back through his palm.

Grandpa Zhang was still panting heavily when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He touched his ribs and moved his arms, his expression shifting from pain to confusion.

"That's strange, it doesn't hurt anymore?"

"You're in good health," Lin Ran said without changing his expression.

Grandpa Zhang looked down at the spot where he had been kicked, then looked up at Lin Ran, his eyes filled with disbelief.

After a moment, he composed himself and said, "Isn't that your skill?"

Lin Ran waved his hand: "Let's not talk about that now, where's Grandma Lin?"

"I got sick from the stress and I'm still at the Second Municipal Hospital. I can't leave here either."

Grandpa Zhang pulled out a crumpled cigarette box and continued, "These thugs come every few days. At first, the hospital director tried to tough it out, but the night before last, he suddenly said he had chest pains and was rushed to the hospital."

"What exactly is their purpose in causing this commotion?" Lin Ran asked casually.

"Sigh... Our orphanage is in a good location, so the Zhao family has been eyeing it for a long time."

Mr. Zhang said indignantly, "They've talked to the director several times, but of course the director refused to sell. So they're trying to force us to move out using these underhanded tactics."

"Forced demolitions are common in this world now?" Lin Ran asked with a hint of surprise.

I had heard of such things before I transmigrated, but I never expected to encounter them after I transmigrated.

"It's the same in every world." Grandpa Zhang shook his head. "Our orphanage has no power or influence; it's just the director, an old lady, holding things up. If they don't bully us, who else will they bully?"

Back in the security room, Grandpa Zhang leaned back in his chair, took a cigarette from his pack, and put it in his mouth.

"Over the years, the dean has offended countless people in his efforts to protect this land."

He held an unlit cigarette between his teeth, his gaze deep: "She always said that children always need a home, and if the orphanage is gone, the children will really be homeless."

"It won't happen again." Lin Ran's expression was solemn.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and dialed Lin Hongbo's number.

The call connected, and Lin Hongbo's voice came through: "Xiao Ran?"

"I'm at Ping An Welfare Home," Lin Ran said succinctly. "Someone here is trying to forcibly demolish our property, and the director was so angry that he was hospitalized."

Lin Hongbo was silent for a moment before asking, "What do you need me to do?"

"Could the Lin family buy this land directly? The property rights could be registered under the Lin Group, and the orphanage could use it for free," Lin Ran tentatively asked.

Currently, this appears to be a simple and effective method.

By branding the welfare home with the Lin family's name, anyone else who wants to take over this land will have to consider the Lin family's attitude.

As long as the Lin family doesn't fall, the Ping An Welfare Home will be safe and sound.

The only downside is that Lin Ran will owe someone another favor.

"Okay, I'll have someone take care of it right away." Lin Hongbo agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Ran took a deep breath: "I will repay this favor in the future."

"Nonsense, you're my son, why are you saying you won't pay me back!" Lin Hongbo feigned displeasure.

Lin Ran paused briefly, not dwelling on the topic any longer: "Thank you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and saw the cigarette in Grandpa Zhang's mouth fall to the ground.

"The Lin family you just mentioned... is it the Lin family that's the richest family in Xinhai?"

"Mm." Lin Ran nodded.

Grandpa Zhang's face lit up with joy: "You've found your family?"

I guess so.

Although Lin Ran is no longer the same Lin Ran, strictly speaking, the Lin family is indeed his family.

Grandpa Zhang stared at him for a long time, then bent down, picked up the cigarette butt, and stubbed it out in the ashtray.

"Good, good, it's like the bitter times are finally over!"

Lin Ran stood up and straightened his collar: "I'm going to the hospital to see Grandma. I'll have to trouble you to look after the children for now."

"Okay, go ahead." Grandpa Zhang replied, his eyes a little red, and quickly lowered his head to take out a cigarette.

Lin Ran glanced at him: "Smoke less."

Grandpa Zhang paused in his hand movements, then stuffed the cigarette pack back into his pocket, grinning, "Hahaha... Okay, smoke less."

The Second Municipal Hospital was not far from the welfare home, so Lin Ran walked there and asked for the ward number at the front desk of the inpatient department.

Upon arriving at the ward, I saw Lin Qinghe leaning against the headboard, covered with a thin, faded blanket.

A person was sitting next to me, helping me peel an apple.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Chu Xining.

"Xiao Ran is here?" Lin Qinghe spoke first.

"Brother Lin Ran." Chu Xining put down the apple and the knife and stood up from the chair.

Lin Ran nodded, his gaze falling on Lin Qinghe's face.

He looked better than he had expected, but his lips were dry and his eye sockets were somewhat sunken.

"Grandma, why didn't you tell me about this?" His tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"Sigh..." Lin Qinghe sighed, "I didn't want to cause you any trouble. I thought I could just hold on and it would pass, but I didn't expect them to go further and further."

Lin Ran felt somewhat helpless about this, fearing that he might cause trouble for the younger generation, which seemed to be a common mentality among elders.

"If something like this happens again, don't hide it from me." Lin Ran sat down on the edge of the bed. "Otherwise, if something really happens, it will be too late to regret it."

"Okay, Grandma will listen to you." Lin Qinghe raised her hand and patted the back of his hand.

At that moment, Lin Ran's phone vibrated slightly in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it; it was a message from Lin Hongbo.

"The property transfer has been completed. The land parcel number is XD-047 and it is registered under the name of the Lin Group. The right to use the land still belongs to Ping An Welfare Home, and it will be rent-free indefinitely."

He then placed the phone in front of Lin Qinghe: "The land matter is settled. No one can kick you out now!"

Lin Qinghe stared at the words on the screen for a long time, her lips moving slightly: "Isn't this too much trouble for your family?"

"It's alright, I'll repay the favor myself."

Lin Ran put away his phone: "Just like your kindness, I will slowly repay it. So, you must take care of yourself and give me time to repay you."

"Silly child, what do you mean by not paying back?" Lin Qinghe shook her head: "If Grandma were the kind of person who would take advantage of kindness, she wouldn't have run this welfare home."

"I know," Lin Ran said earnestly, "but I can't ignore your kindness."

Chu Xining also came over and handed the peeled apple to Lin Qinghe.

"Yes, Grandma, if you ever have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me. I will do my best to help!"

Lin Qinghe took the apple, her gaze sweeping over Lin Ran and Chu Xining's faces, her wrinkles smoothing out.

"Okay, okay, okay, Grandma understands."