Top-Tier Superpower Student-Chapter 517 - 489 Fair and Just

"Come on, kill me, set me free!" Hast walked in front of Lin Tian, spread his arms, closed his eyes, and calmly waited for death.

Hast was someone Lin Tian had to kill, but he didn't rush to act, because Hast's words had touched him.

All he had wanted was to live a peaceful life, but because of his gifted superpower, he had been thrust into the spotlight and forced to live a life of fear and subservience.

Lin Tian thought about himself and realized that without the "Taotie System," he would have just been an ordinary college student not subject to so many life and death trials.

But on the other hand, without the "Taotie System," his life wouldn't have been as exciting, nor would he have had his beloved wives, Wang Ying, Li Chong, and his other brothers, and Tianyi Pharma would have never been established.

There was something good about being ordinary, and something good about being extraordinary. In any case, whether we are ordinary or not, we have to take solid steps forward. Lin Tian did not approve of Hast's attitude of complaint.

"I sympathize with you, I will grant you a quick death, and wish that you can be an ordinary person in your next life," Lin Tian said, quickly drawing his knife and ending Hast's life in an instant, causing him no pain.

"Taotie System, it's up to you now," Lin Tian whispered.

A great suction force came from the "Taotie System," and a faint green light emerged from Hast's chest—it was his Ability Source, upon which He Qianqian's awakening entirely depended.

After the Ability Source was absorbed by the "Taotie System," Lin Tian's mission was deemed a complete success. Outside, Hedan had won a great victory, and the American troops fled in disgrace. Lin Tian and his team had killed all the scientists, fulfilling their promise to the King of Hedan.

"Let's go, let's get back!" Lin Tian said.

"Aren't we going to see the King? We've helped him out big time; he's definitely going to treat us," Li Chong said with a bit of gluttony.

Lin Tian patted his shoulder and said, "After a great battle, the King has countless issues to deal with, he won't have time to entertain us. Come on, let's head back to Huaxia, I'll treat you to a feast."

"Good." Everyone nodded in agreement and headed back.

After signaling Nidhogg, a plane arrived and they flew to the city area. The five had a feast and drank to their heart's content, before casually checking into a hotel.

The next day, Lin Tian, with Wang Ying and Jiang Hui, returned to Wu'an City, while Xiahou Qingyi and Li Chong went back to Nidhogg.

When Lin Tian's feet touched the ground of Wu'an City, he couldn't help but feel extremely excited; he hurried to the hospital, happily imagining He Qianqian bouncing around full of life, feeling elated.

"Big wife, I'm here!" Lin Tian ran towards the hospital excitedly.

But to his surprise, He Qianqian was not in the ward; it was empty.

Lin Tian pushed the door open and muttered to himself, "Where's Qianqian?"

He was about to look for a nurse to inquire, but just as he reached the door, a teenager in a patient's uniform and with a bandaged head came in.

Lin Tian stared at him, puzzled, wondering who this person was and why he was in Qianqian's ward.

"Who are you!" the teenager asked first.

"Who are you, how come you're staying here?" Lin Tian asked back.

"I'm a patient, who else would stay in a hospital for no reason?" the teenager said.

"I'm asking you, where did the girl who was lying here before go?"

"How should I know? As soon as I came into the hospital, I was put here. It's you who should explain, who are you bursting into my room?" The teenager glanced through his cupboard as if checking for missing items after saying that.

Lin Tian, anxious, hurried out to ask a nurse and only then did he learn that He Qianqian had been moved to another ward.

In a regular ward on the second floor, Lin Tian saw He Qianqian. She was originally in a high-level ward, but was now in a common one; a room housing three people compared to the high-level ward was just like slums.

A rage inexplicably rose in Lin Tian's heart; he had paid the fees for her stay, even more than triple the amount. How could the hospital transfer He Qianqian to a common ward without his consent?

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He entered the room, approached He Qianqian's bed and was relieved to see that her surroundings were still clean, as if someone had taken care of her.

Normally, such common wards don't have assigned nurses to care for the patients. Was it Bu Mengting and the others who had come? Otherwise, how could Qianqian's surroundings be so clean?

An old lady in the bed next door, taking care of her husband, looked curiously at Lin Tian and asked, "Is this your sister? What happened to her? I noticed she has been lying there since I came in yesterday. What's wrong with her?"

Lin Tian responded, "She's not my sister; she's my wife. She was in a car accident and is now in a coma, but she will wake up."

The old lady gave Lin Tian a thumbs up, "Good young man, well done. Your wife is in a coma, and yet you haven't abandoned her. You have a conscience."

Although Lin Tian was quite upset, the old lady's words made him feel a bit better. He looked at He Qianqian, stroked her head, and said, "See, the auntie says I have a conscience. When you wake up, you'll have to treat me even better."

Right at that moment, the door opened and a nurse came in.

"Lin Tian, Mr. Lin?" The young nurse asked with some surprise.

Lin Tian turned around and took a look at the young nurse. He remembered her; her name was Zhang Xue. When He Qianqian was staying in the high-level ward, two nurses were assigned to her care, and Zhang Xue was one of them.

"Are you Zhang Xue?" Lin Tian wanted to make sure.

"Yes, I'm Zhang Xue. I was in charge of looking after Qianqian," she confirmed.

Lin Tian felt a surge of relief. He had been worried about not being able to find someone to explain what was going on. Zhang Xue was just the person he needed.

He asked, "What's going on here, is my money not enough? Why was Qianqian moved to a regular ward?"

Zhang Xue shook her head and said, "You still have a balance left, enough to cover a year's stay with no issues. But, you might not know, a few days ago, the old director and several attending physicians were arrested for corruption. The new director is ruthless. He not only laid off a large number of staff but also said...!"

Zhang Xue stopped mid-sentence, glancing at He Qianqian and not daring to continue.

"Hurry up and say it, I want the truth," Lin Tian urged.

"The director said... he said that Qianqian had become a vegetable and would never wake up again. There is only limited space in the high-level wards, which are meant for patients with serious injuries or illnesses. He said that Qianqian staying in a high-level ward was a waste of resources, so they...!"

Limited high-level wards?

This was obviously just an excuse, wasn't it? The wards were expensive, and in such a large hospital, could it really be that all the wealthy patients were admitted at the same time?

And that middle school student staying in He Qianqian's previous room didn't seem to have any serious injuries. Except for the bandage around his head, he looked no different from any other person. If he could stay in a high-level ward, why couldn't He Qianqian?

There must be something fishy going on.

Lin Tian asked again, "What about you? The new director couldn't have been so kind as to specifically arrange for you to take care of Qianqian."

Zhang Xue replied, "Previously, you gave some benefits and asked me to take good care of Qianqian. Seeing that she was alone here with no one to care for her, I would come here in my spare time to help wash her body and clean her clothes."

Lin Tian was touched after hearing this. Zhang Xue was honest and kind; she understood gratitude and reciprocated it. She was a good girl who was grateful to He Qianqian and thus to Lin Tian as well.

He asked, "How many days has Qianqian been in the regular ward?"

"Three days."

Lin Tian said, "Come, take me to your director. I want justice for Qianqian."

Zhang Xue led Lin Tian to the director's office. Out of politeness, Zhang Xue wanted to knock, but Lin Tian wasn't in the mood for pleasantries and kicked open the door to the director's office.

The director was in the middle of a meeting with about a dozen people. The door being kicked open by Lin Tian took them all by surprise. The director with glasses up front said, "Who are you? Don't you know that you should knock before entering? What's with the youth nowadays, having no manners at all?"

The director looked pedantic, like the sort of person who can't mind his own business, who kicks every tree he sees, and who likes to throw his weight around because of his age.

Lin Tian cut to the chase, "I am a family member of He Qianqian. I want to know, even though I've paid enough, why did you move the patient from the high-level ward to a regular one? Did you get our family's approval to do this?"

"He Qianqian, who is He Qianqian?" The director whispered to a female assistant beside him.

The assistant quietly informed him, and the director remembered. He said righteously, "Young man, here's the thing, I've just taken over this hospital, and the one thing I detest the most in my life is relying on connections and backdoors. That person named He Qianqian is in a vegetative state, and the chances of her waking up are very slim. Where she stays doesn't really matter."

"What did you say?" Lin Tian's eyes widened furiously, and his fists clenched tightly, making a grating noise.

Even the people around shook their heads, thinking that the director was really poor at communicating. Telling a patient's family member that the patient will never wake up again, although true, shouldn't be stated so bluntly. It was too hurtful.

The director realized he misspoke and tried to explain, "It's like this, the high-level wards are meant for those with serious injuries and who are seriously ill and in need. That He Qianqian doesn't need to stay in the high-level ward, and our hospital's resources are limited. There are not many high-level wards, so we had to temporarily move her out."

Lin Tian challenged again, "In that high-level ward now, there is a young man who only has a bandage around his head, and he appears to be quite active. Tell me, does he qualify as seriously injured or ill?"

As soon as he finished speaking, those surrounding the director looked down and exchanged glances, all wearing awkward expressions on their faces.

The director also felt embarrassed but then retorted with condescension, "Young man, what is the meaning of questioning me this way? Throughout my life, I've been fair and just in how I conduct business, never playing favorites. Otherwise, how could I have become the director of such a large hospital?"

He had barely finished speaking when a voice suddenly rang out.

"Dad."

Lin Tian turned around and saw that it was the middle school student who had been staying in He Qianqian's hospital room.