The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

After that moment of panic, Bai Yanlan's heart was quickly replaced by a cold rationality.

She took a deep breath, her eyes as sharp as torches, fixed coldly on Gu Ranle, as if she wanted to see through all of his intentions.

"Miss Gu, your words are puzzling. I really don't understand the deep meaning of your words."

Although her voice was calm, it contained a barely perceptible tremor, which was an instinctive reaction to an unknown threat.

Gu Ranle's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, that smile contained both the pride of a winner and contempt for his opponent.

"Don't understand? That's okay, because the truth will soon illuminate your world like the morning sun, leaving you no place to hide."

Her tone was gentle but carried unquestionable power, and every word was like a carefully crafted arrow, accurately shooting into Bai Yanlan's heart.

After saying that, Gu Ranle turned around gracefully and walked down the stairs with light steps, each step seeming so calm and unhurried.

When she passed by Bai Yanlan, she deliberately slowed down her pace and said in a voice close to a whisper, "Last night, Mrs. Xiao didn't seem to have a good dream? The heavy dark circles under her eyes are a testament to insomnia."

There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in his words, like a sharp blade, gently scratching Bai Yanlan's fragile nerves.

Bai Yanlan opened her mouth to speak, but found herself speechless. All her excuses and rebuttals were stuck in her throat. In the end, she could only let out a helpless sigh, which she swallowed back.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Gu Ranle had reached the middle of the stairs, but suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Bai Yanlan, with a calculating light flashing in his eyes.

"The loss of my belongings is estimated at 200 million. The medical expenses and mental compensation for the injured are estimated at 300 million. The value of the innocent dogs that died tragically cannot be measured in money, but it can be estimated at 50 million. The polluted lotus pond is my favorite and is worth 150 million. In summary, you'd better prepare 1 billion to avoid any setbacks due to insufficient funds."

Bai Yanlan's face suddenly changed when she heard this. She was about to open her mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Gu Ranle's next words.

"Don't think about making excuses, and don't try to solve the problem through relationships. Those are all in vain. The only thing you should do now is to prepare the compensation money. Any other thoughts are superfluous. If you make a mistake, you must have the courage to bear the consequences. This is a truth that even children understand. Mrs. Xiao, you don't even have this common sense, do you?"

Gu Ranle's words were full of wisdom and piercing, making Bai Yanlan almost unable to breathe.

However, just as Gu Ranle was about to step into the elevator, Bai Yanlan finally found her voice: "Miss Gu!"

Gu Ranle stopped and turned around, revealing a hint of impatience between her brows, but also mixed with a bit of amusement: "What? What else does Mrs. Xiao want to say?"

"Can we talk?" There was a hint of pleading in Bai Yanlan's voice, a rare sign of weakness on her part.

Gu Ranle raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Talk? I'm afraid not, I'm very busy now. But you can talk to my people, they are fully representing me, you can rest assured."

The elevator door opened at the right time and Gu Ranle stepped in. Before leaving, she waved to Bai Yanlan, her smile full of the confidence and composure of a winner.

"Goodbye, Mrs. Xiao, I hope you have a pleasant conversation."

The elevator door slowly closed, gradually swallowing up Gu Ranle's figure, leaving Bai Yanlan alone, standing there alone, with mixed feelings in her heart.

She knew that she couldn't just leave like that, things were far from over, and she had to find a solution.

Turning her gaze to the group standing silently on the side, Bai Yanlan forced herself to cheer up and asked, "Who should I talk to?"

05. A burly, stern-looking bodyguard shrugged and replied indifferently, "It's all right. We'll just follow your orders."

After saying that, 05 turned around and walked towards the fat otaku's house.

Bai Yanlan exchanged glances with the bodyguard, and although she was reluctant, she still followed.

When she walked into the fat otaku's room, a pungent smell hit her in the face. It was a mixture of smoke, sweat and an unknown smell. Bai Yanlan couldn't help but frown, with disgust written all over her face.

But she knew now was not the time to be picky.

So he endured the discomfort and stepped over the threshold.

"How dare you come to my house!"

The fat otaku's voice suddenly sounded. He had gauze wrapped around his head and one arm was in a sling. He looked both funny and miserable.

Bai Yanlan took a step back in disgust, her voice full of disgust: "What are you doing? Stay away from me!"

"What are you doing?" The fat otaku pointed at himself with his uninjured arm, his face full of anger and unwillingness, "Your people beat me up like this, you must compensate me! 20 million, not a cent less!"

Bai Yanlan looked at the fat otaku in front of her, and an indescribable irritation and helplessness surged in her heart.

She knew that the storm was far from over, and she had to find a way out, a way that could protect herself and minimize the losses.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and tried her best to make her tone sound calm and firm.

"What happened before was an accident."

The fat otaku's eyes widened. "Accident? That's easy for you to say! Look at me, do I look like this was caused by an accident? I'm in real pain, and my home is destroyed!"

Bai Yanlan took a deep breath and remained patient.

"I understand your anger and dissatisfaction. Don't worry, I will assume the corresponding responsibilities. However, regarding the amount of compensation, we need a fair and reasonable assessment, not the number you unilaterally proposed."

The fat otaku bared his teeth, obviously not satisfied with this proposal, "Fair and reasonable? Do you think I'm stupid? You rich people can exploit us however you want! I tell you, 20 million, not a cent less, otherwise, I will sue you and ruin your reputation!"

Bai Yanlan sneered, her patience was almost exhausted.

"Sue us? Do you think this is a child's play? Can you solve the problem by just saying it casually? Let me tell you, the law is based on evidence. If it is really our fault, we are willing to bear the legal responsibility. But if you ask for an exorbitant price and try to blackmail us, we will never tolerate it."

The fat otaku was intimidated by Bai Yanlan's aura and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Bai Yanlan struck while the iron was hot, "Sir, I hope we can sit down and talk calmly. I believe that as long as we both have the attitude of solving the problem, we will be able to find a solution that both sides can accept."

The fat otaku was silent for a while and finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you this chance. But you have to remember that my patience is limited. If we can't come to an agreement, don't blame me for being rude."

Bai Yanlan breathed a sigh of relief. At least, the fat otaku was willing to talk, so there was still room for maneuver.

"Can we talk about your matter later? I have other things to do right now."

The fat otaku glanced at 05, then turned around and went back to his room tactfully.

On this side, after leaving the community, Gu Ranle drove to Song Yu's clinic.

I met Feng Hanlin outside the clinic.

The old man got out of the car with a smile on his face, holding a thermos lunch box in each hand, obviously here to deliver food.

Gu Ranle stepped forward and said jokingly, "Congratulations, Old Man Feng. You now have a son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. You are so lucky."

Hearing this, Feng Hanlin's smile widened and his eyes narrowed into slits, as if all the happiness was concentrated in this moment.

"That's natural!"

Feng Hanlin smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. To be able to have such a happy event at his age was such a blessing.

"I'm telling you, my grandson is very smart!"

When talking about his grandson An An, Feng Hanlin's face is full of pride and honor.

Gu Ranle could feel the genuine joy overflowing from his heart, infecting the people around him.

She was also sincerely happy for Feng Hanlin. This happiness and joy could not be fully expressed in any words.

"By the way, now that you are back, when will I give my son treatment?"

"With Dr. Song here, are you still worried that your son won't get better?"

"It's not that I don't trust Dr. Song, but if there is a better choice, why wouldn't I choose the better one?"

"..."

Gu Ranle was speechless.

"Old man, if Dr. Song heard you say this, he would be unhappy."

Feng Hanlin looked around and snorted, "I just said this because he wasn't around. Go get my son treated right away."

Gu Ranle was pushed into the clinic by Feng Hanlin.

Feng Hanlin went to Zhang Junyi's ward, while Gu Ranle went to find Song Yu.

Song Yu was seeing a patient, a young woman. Perhaps it was because it was too hot, her face was flushed.

This is not strange. What is strange is the way she looks at Song Yu.

Passionate and hot.

So, blushing is not about being hot, but about being shy?

"Doctor Song, I've been feeling a tightness in my chest and my heartbeat has accelerated abnormally recently. Am I suffering from some disease?" she asked with a smile.

"Put your hand out." Song Yu's voice was calm and steady.

"Oh, okay!" she agreed quickly and stretched out her arms.

Song Yu carefully felt her pulse, his expression remained unchanged, focused and serious.

"Doctor Song, what's wrong with me?" She couldn't wait to know the answer.

"Have you occasionally felt dizzy and had symptoms of vomiting recently?" Song Yu asked softly.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "...Yes, yes."

Noticing Song Yu's solemn expression, the woman's smile disappeared instantly, replaced by full of worry.

"Doctor Song, am I really sick? Is it serious?"

"There's nothing wrong with your heart, but a tumor was found in your brain." The situation is not optimistic.

Although Song Yu's words were light, they were like a heavy hammer hitting the woman's heart.

Her face turned pale instantly. She stared at Song Yu in disbelief, her voice trembling, "What...what? Tumor?"

Song Yu nodded gently and gave an affirmative answer, "If you don't believe it, you can go to the hospital for an imaging test to confirm it."

The woman was obviously frightened by the sudden news, "Doctor Song, how long can I live?"

"There hasn't been a detailed examination yet, so don't scare yourself." Song Yu comforted her, trying to calm her down.

After the female patient staggered out of the clinic, Song Yu slowly turned his gaze to Gu Ranle who was standing at the door and said softly, "You're here."

Gu Ranle responded with a hint of concern between her brows, "The condition of the patient just now doesn't seem optimistic?"

Song Yu nodded heavily without saying anything more.

Seeing this, Gu Ranle couldn't help but feel worried.

"Gu Xiaohei, what will be the final outcome of that lady?"

[She is just a female No. N who plays a supporting role. Naturally, she will not survive one episode. However, don't underestimate her. She is a small disaster that Song Yu is about to face. If she is not handled properly, Song Yu may even be in danger of his life. ]

Gu Ranle was shocked when he heard this, and asked quickly: "What do you mean?"

This woman has an extreme personality. According to the original plot setting, after she learned that her condition would be meaningless even if she underwent surgery, she actually had the crazy idea of ​​dragging Song Yu to be buried with her. 】

"You're crazy!" Gu Ranle couldn't help but curse under his breath.

[Yes, she is mentally ill. She accompanied her friend to see a doctor a few days ago, and she fell in love with Song Yu at first sight and wanted to pursue him. Today, she said that her chest was uncomfortable, but it was all an excuse. However, it is true that she was diagnosed with a disease by Song Yu. ]

After hearing this, Gu Ranle became even more worried.

She asked anxiously, "What crazy thing will she do?"

[Knife attack, and just three days later.]

"What's wrong?" Song Yu noticed that Gu Ranle's brows were furrowed and his face looked bad, so he asked with concern.

Gu Ranle's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head gently, "Nothing, uncle, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go see Zhang Junyi."

After leaving Song Yu, Gu Ranle came to the outside of the clinic and quickly deployed several guards to ensure Song Yu's safety.

"Gu Xiaohei, if I can help Song Yu avoid this disaster this time, will it have any impact on him?"

[Have you changed enough plots? ]

This sentence seemed to tell her that even if this disaster was resolved, it would not have any negative impact on Song Yu, but the key point was that it was still uncertain whether it could be successfully resolved.

Gu Ranle continued, "Gu Xiaohei, can you help me keep an eye on that woman? If you find any danger, alert me immediately."

[No, I'm very busy every day and don't have much free time. ]

"Then I will go to Li Shenzhi today to improve my impression of him and try to complete the task as soon as possible."

[Okay, then I'll help you keep an eye out for it. Also, you must increase your favorability to 50% today! ]

"I try my best."

Despite Gu Xiaohei's help, Gu Ranle was still worried, so he strengthened the security measures of the clinic again.

She had done her best to prepare for everything, and all she had to do was wait and see what would happen.

The best strategy at the moment is to ensure that the woman cannot get close to Song Yu, but she cannot take extreme measures directly.