Chapter 9: When You Consider Someone a Brother, but They Want to Kill You!

"I wish for heightened senses and a hundredfold increase in my mental faculties!"

"Ding! Wish granted!"

In that instant, Lin Beifan felt different. Even the gentlest breeze brushing against his skin now seemed somehow intense.

…

Inside the hospital room, Zhao Siming took a long, thick silver needle from a box and sterilized it over a flame.

"My younger disciple, bear with it for just a moment; it will be over soon," he reassured.

The protagonist, Xiao Chen, looked slightly uneasy. "Elder Brother, isn't this needle a bit too... extreme? Can't we use a smaller one?"

Zhao Siming sighed, seemingly helpless. "I don't have a choice, do I? Your skin is so tough that all the previous silver needles have broken. We have to try this larger one. A finer needle simply won't penetrate!"

Considering this, Xiao Chen felt that Zhao Siming had a point.

"Elder Brother, please be gentle," he requested.

"Don't worry; I know what I'm doing," Zhao Siming assured.

Both men were now ready.

…

Holding the freshly sterilized, large silver needle, Zhao Siming stood in front of Xiao Chen. With one hand, he gently pressed against Xiao Chen's chest to find the right spot. After taking a deep breath, he forcefully thrust the needle in.

This time, the procedure went incredibly smoothly—almost surprisingly so. The silver needle seemed to pierce through the flesh like a hot knife through butter, going in seven or eight centimeters deep, almost going completely through the chest.

At this very moment, thanks to his granted wish, Xiao Chen's senses were twice as sharp, causing an intense, piercing pain that shot directly into his brain.

Shocked, Xiao Chen's eyes widened as he let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Ah!!!"

His wail echoed through the entire building, shaking its foundations.

Zhao Siming panicked, "What's wrong, my younger disciple? Don't scare me like this!"

In all his years of practicing medicine, he had never encountered such a situation before.

As Zhao Siming prepared to take further action, he heard a loud 'bang.' Lin Beifan burst into the room, followed by doctors and nurses.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" a doctor shouted.

Zhao Siming's panic intensified. "I—I'm trying to save a life," he stammered.

"Saving someone?" The doctor stormed over, furious. "You're using such a large, thick needle to pierce someone's chest, causing them to scream in agony, and you claim to be saving a life? Do you think we're fools? You're clearly attempting murder!"

Zhao Siming felt as if his soul were about to leap out of his body in fear. "Misunderstanding... I'm not trying to kill anyone... He's my younger disciple; why would I kill him? I'm really trying to save him!"

The doctor rebuked sharply, "Is this how you save someone? Enough with your nonsense; go explain yourself to the police! Nurse Li, call the police immediately! Also, get some people in here to restrain this murderer; don't let him escape!"

"Yes, Dr. Liu!" A nurse darted out of the room.

"Don't go! I truly haven't killed anyone..."

Lin Beifan heroically positioned himself in front of the suspected criminal, Zhao Siming. "Dr. Zhao, I advise you to remain still and not to struggle. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to exercise self-defense."

Surrounded by vigilant male medical staff, Zhao Siming finally crouched down in regret, muttering, "Oh, what have I done?"

…

Since the case involved an alleged murder attempt, the police arrived swiftly and took Zhao Siming into custody.

As an eyewitness to the incident, Lin Beifan cooperated with the authorities and provided a statement.

"Mr. Lin, that concludes our questioning for today. If we need any further information in the future, we hope you'll be willing to cooperate."

Lin Beifan responded with a sense of moral obligation, "It is the unshirkable duty of a citizen to assist law enforcement! Feel free to call me anytime; I will be more than willing to cooperate."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. We appreciate having citizens like you!"

Lin Beifan chuckled, "Well, the police and the public are all part of one big family, aren't they?"

After giving his statement, Lin Beifan returned to the hospital room and inquired with concern, "Doctor, how is my friend doing now?"

The doctor spoke gravely, "The silver needle had penetrated about 8 centimeters into his chest, nearly puncturing the heart. Fortunately, he was very lucky; the needle missed the heart and landed in a gap beside it, causing only minor bleeding. His condition is not critical, but he will need to remain under observation."

Lin Beifan internally muttered a word of regret, then earnestly said, "Doctor, you're absolutely right. He does need to stay for further observation. Whatever the cost, I'm committed to seeing my friend healed. Please take good care of him."

"It's remarkable how you, a stranger, can show such concern. Yet, they, who are supposedly like brothers, could resort to such violence. I still can't comprehend why this happened," the doctor sighed.

"I can't understand it either; human nature is indeed complicated," Lin Beifan also shook his head, his expression filled with lamentation.

"Human nature can be complex and even dark at times. Let's not dwell on it any further; it's heartbreaking to talk about," the doctor concluded, offering a few more pieces of advice to Lin Beifan before leaving the room.

Lin Beifan looked down at Xiao Chen, who was glaring back at him. He solemnly promised, "Don't worry, my friend. I will ensure that justice is served. I won't let the perpetrator go unpunished."

Struggling to lift his hand, Xiao Chen rasped, "Release... Release my elder disciple!"

Lin Beifan furrowed his eyebrows, "Even at this point, you're still concerned about your elder disciple? You considered him a brother, but he clearly intended to kill you! Let's not talk about this now; you need to rest. I'll visit you another day."

As the door closed behind him, Xiao Chen shut his eyes in despair.