I chose one of four options at the start, and I chose the number one clan in Lingnan.

Lin Ting looked at Old Wei kneeling in the pile of shredded paper.

Old Wei was trembling violently, his head almost buried in his crotch, too afraid to look up at the bloodstained switchblade on the table.

Scarface kicked away the broken glass at his feet, walked to the door, and turned back to point at Lin Ting.

"Out-of-towners, talking too much will only make you talk too much. This old man's weakness is in Master Qiao's hands. Even if you bring mountains of gold and silver, it won't help. Let's go."

Three men in black suits swaggered downstairs.

Lin Fei, carrying a steel pipe, was about to give chase when Lin Ting raised his hand and pressed down on his shoulder.

"Let him go." Lin Ting watched as Lao Wei scrambled towards the door, then turned to look at Lin Fu.

"I need to investigate Lao Wei's background and find out what exactly happened in his family."

Lin Fu immediately took out his phone and dialed several business contacts in the city. After making three calls, Lin Fu's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Grandpa, we didn't find out much. We only found out that Old Wei has an only daughter who has been hospitalized at the First Municipal Hospital."

"I was suddenly kicked out of the hospital this morning. Nobody dared to mention what illness I had, saying the Sanyi Society had issued a gag order," Lin Fu reported, putting away his phone.

Lin Ting didn't speak, but activated the system in his mind.

[After deducting 3,000 points of prosperity, the social relationships and recent changes of the target person, Wei Jianguo, have been generated.]

Lines of data unfolded before Lin Ting's eyes.

Wei Jianguo's only daughter, Wei Xiaoxiao, is seventeen years old and suffers from a rare severe aplastic anemia. She was originally in the ICU of the First Municipal Hospital and was being kept alive by imported special drugs.

Kang Sheng Pharmaceutical Company, under the San Yi Hui, monopolized the distribution rights for this special drug in Jiangnan Province.

Last night, Master Qiao ordered that Wei Xiaoxiao's medication be cut off.

This morning, the First Municipal Hospital forcibly discharged Wei Xiaoxiao, citing the lack of available treatment. She was just taken back to her old residential building in the old industrial area by ambulance.

Lin Ting turned off the control panel.

"Go and withdraw the money," Lin Ting ordered Lin Fei.

"Grandpa, Old Wei is terrified; money is useless to him," Lin Fei said, puzzled.

"There's no door that money can't buy. Old Wei thinks money is useless because he doesn't have enough." Lin Ting strode downstairs. "To Old Wei's house."

Half an hour later, at the Hongxing Family Compound in the old industrial area.

The exterior walls of the five-story red brick tenement building are covered with moss, and the corridors are piled with old cardboard boxes and coal briquettes.

Several neighbors in worn-out factory uniforms peeked out, but when they saw Lin Ting and his group walking up the stairs, they quickly ducked back in, slammed the door shut, and the entire tenement building fell silent again.

The security door on the left side of the third floor was ajar, and a woman's suppressed sobs could be heard coming from the crack in the door.

Old Wei's old bicycle was lying on its side at the entrance of the building, with the chain off.

Lin Ting climbed the oil-stained stairs to the third floor, with Lin Fei following behind, each carrying five large black leather suitcases.

The suitcase was filled with cash that had just been withdrawn from the bank, and it was extremely heavy.

Through the crack in the door, one could see that the narrow living room was filled with old, worn-out furniture. An old-fashioned oxygen concentrator emitted a dull hum.

Old Wei knelt in front of the bedroom door, gripping his hair tightly with both hands, banging his head against the door frame.

His wife collapsed to the ground, clutching Lao Wei's collar tightly.

"Old Wei, didn't you go to sell the factory? Where's the money? Xiaoxiao's oxygen tank only lasts for two hours."

That damned director at the First Municipal Hospital wouldn't even provide an ambulance; he just called a black cab to bring Xiaoxiao back.

"They said they wouldn't dare prescribe a single bottle of medicine for us without Master Qiao's approval. Did you sign it or not?" The woman cried and shook Old Wei.

Old Wei raised his head, revealing a large bruise on his forehead from the impact, from which blood was seeping out.

"I can't sign it. Third Master Qiao sent people to the factory and threatened me with Xiaoxiao's life. If I really sell the factory to outsiders, they'll come and pull out Xiaoxiao's oxygen tube today."

"Those outsiders can't save us. They'll just throw money at us, but money can't buy Xiaoxiao's life." Old Wei's voice was hoarse, and his face was deathly pale.

Lin Fei kicked open the half-closed security door, and the iron door slammed heavily against the wall with a loud bang.

Old Wei and his wife were startled and turned to look at the door.

Lin Fei strode into the living room and slammed the ten black leather suitcases he was carrying directly onto the cracked cement floor.

The latch popped open.

Stacks of red hundred-yuan bills rolled out of the suitcase, covering most of the living room.

Piles of banknotes were scattered all over the floor, extremely conspicuous in this dilapidated room.

Old Wei's wife stared wide-eyed, and even stopped crying.

She reached out to grab the money on the ground, but as soon as her fingers touched the edge of the banknotes, she quickly pulled them back.

Lin Ting stepped over the threshold and walked to the pile of cash.

"Here is ten million in cash. Once you sign the acquisition agreement, this money is yours."

"Take your daughter to the provincial capital, to Beijing, to abroad for treatment. The Sanyi Society's reach doesn't extend that far." Lin Ting looked at Old Wei on the ground.

Old Wei stared intently at the red banknotes on the ground, his eyes bloodshot.

He suddenly burst out laughing, a laugh that sounded even worse than crying.

Old Wei got up from the ground, grabbed two bundles of banknotes, and threw them forcefully at Lin Ting.

The banknotes were scattered and landed all over the ground.

Lin Fei stepped forward, grabbed Lao Wei by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Old man, you don't know what's good for you. Your great-grandfather gave you money to save your life, and you dare to lay a hand on him." Lin Fei raised his fist.

"Let him speak," Lin Ting said, his expression unchanged as he looked at Old Wei.

Lin Fei let go, and Lao Wei fell back to the ground, pointing at the money on the ground and shouting.

"Boss Lin, you have money, you're all great, but do you know what disease my daughter has?"

She suffers from severe aplastic anemia, and in the entire Jiangnan province, only Kang Sheng Pharmaceutical, under the Sanyi Association, has the distribution rights for that targeted drug.

Old Wei, panting heavily, pointed in the direction of the bedroom.

"The director of the ICU at the First Municipal Hospital told me personally that Third Master Qiao had made arrangements."

If anyone dares to give Xiaoxiao even one bottle of this medicine, Kang Sheng Pharmaceutical will cut off all medical equipment supplies to that hospital.

No hospital in the entire province dares to offend the Sanyi Society for my daughter's sake.

Old Wei's wife covered her face and collapsed to the ground, wailing loudly.

"The security guards just pulled out the needle by hand, and the doctor hid in the office and wouldn't come out. Xiaoxiao was in so much pain that she was convulsing, and they wouldn't even prescribe any painkillers."

The director pointed his finger at me and said, "Blame Old Wei for not knowing what's good for him. Is this something a human being would do?" The woman cried out on the ground.

Old Wei pointed at the red banknotes on the ground, tears mixed with blood from his forehead streaming down his face.

"So what if you're rich? Even if your Lin family has 10 billion, can you conjure up that kind of targeted drug?"

Xiaoxiao doesn't even have the strength to be transferred to another hospital; the ambulance won't even take her. The Sanyi Society has cut off her medication, and her life.

"You're forcing my whole family to die by giving me money." Old Wei's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

Old Wei completely exposed the Three Righteousness Society's trump card in controlling the old industrial area.

The Sanyi Society was not only a group of thugs who collected protection money; they controlled the medical equipment and specialty drug distribution channels, which was the fundamental reason why they could dominate the city and hold the power of life and death over ordinary people.

Lin Fu, standing outside the door, frowned upon hearing this. This kind of monopoly certainly couldn't be broken immediately with money.

Re-establishing medical channels will take time, and Lao Wei's daughter might not even make it through tonight.

After listening to Lao Wei's accusations, Lin Ting walked straight to the bedroom, past the piles of banknotes on the floor.

Old Wei tried to stop him, but Lin Fei grabbed his shoulder and made him unable to move.

"What are you doing? Don't touch my daughter!" Old Wei shouted.

"Shut up. If Grandpa wants to see, then you'd better watch quietly." Lin Fei tightened his grip, and Old Wei broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

The bedroom was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

A thin, bony girl lay on the narrow single bed.

The girl was wearing a large oxygen mask with her eyes closed.

The old-fashioned oxygen concentrator next to her was churning with bubbles, but the girl's chest barely rose and fell.

On the bedside table were several crumpled critical condition notices, stamped with the red seal of the First Municipal Hospital.

Old Wei's desperate cries came from the living room.

"Boss Lin, you can go now. I'm begging you, please let me accompany Xiaoxiao on her final journey."

"You can't beat the Three Righteousness Society; they're man-eating demons." Old Wei kowtowed on the ground.

Lin Ting ignored Lao Wei's cries.

He mentally accessed the system's advanced medical technology database.

[Deduct 10,000 Prosperity Points to exchange for one Basic Cell Repair Medicine.]

The system panel is flashing, and prosperity level is being deducted.

Lin Ting put his hands in his suit pockets and touched a cold, cylindrical object.

Looking at the girl on the hospital bed, barely alive, Lin Ting pulled a small, unlabeled porcelain bottle from his pocket: "The life the Sanyi Society can't give you, I'll give you."