Lin Mian paused and subconsciously turned her head to look at her. Shi Lin took out his phone and opened the WeChat chat box with her. "How much money do you lack?" he asked her, tilting his head. Lack how much money? Lin Mian was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. Seeing her reaction, Shi Lin tapped on the keyboard with his long fingers, typed a few words, and then read out the search information a few seconds later. "According to the egg retrieval market, junior college students get 20,000 to 30,000, undergraduate students get 50,000 to 80,000, and those from 211 or 985 institutions start at 100,000." He looked up and fixed his gaze on her: "How much do you lack, 50,000 or 100,000?" Lin Mian didn't expect him to ask this. She lowered her head and said silently, "50,000." Shi Lin lit up his phone, tapped his fingertip, and transferred a sum of money. The sound of the transfer "dinged," and Lin Mian subconsciously looked at the screen. When she saw the amount received, she was somewhat astonished. A full 100,000. He gave her double. Lin Mian looked at the man in surprise, shocked by his generosity. She had not donated eggs, nor had she been kept by him, and subconsciously felt that he had given too much. Shi Lin put away his phone, glanced at her dumbfounded expression, and took out a crumpled flyer from his pocket, pointing to it. "This is fake, understand? There are many illegal organizations now that use egg donation as a cover for illegal activities, and only you believed it." He glanced at her and threw the paper into the trash can: "Be more careful in the future."

Lin Mian's face instantly turned beet red. She must have been desperate for money to have believed that flyer. Shi Lin had intentionally doubled the amount, as her allowance. For a female college student, this money was enough to support her living expenses for a long time, so she wouldn't have to foolishly sell her eggs for money. Lin Mian came back to her senses and pursed her lips to accept the payment. 'Thank you,' she said softly, and then she added, 'I'll pay you back when I earn the money.' The man looked at the computer screen, his superior features showing no emotion, his voice even and cold. 'Next.' Lin Mian held the prescription and left. Outside, she happened to run into Lu Zhibai who was about to enter, and they brushed past each other. Lu Zhibai glanced at the medical prescription in her hand, his gaze filled with a meaning that was hard to decipher. Lin Mian, preoccupied with getting her medicine, hurried away. In the consultation room, Lu Zhibai pushed the door open and entered, his tone somewhat gossipy. 'Gastroenterology, why are you prescribing gynecological medicine?' Shi Lin glanced up at him. 'Mind your own business.' Lu Zhibai leaned over the table, his eyes roaming over the man, precisely noticing the sleeves rolled up to reveal a bit of forearm, with several light and faint red scratch marks on it. His eyes immediately held a profound meaning. 'So that's why you didn't drink with me yesterday, you had other activities.' Shi Lin stared at the computer, his tone indifferent: 'Did you barge in during work just to tell me this?' Lu Zhibai: 'The little sister who just left, is she your flame?' 'Not really.'

"Oh, so it was just a one-night stand. I noticed she walked a bit off, didn't you hurt her?" Shi Lin glanced up at him: "Are you bored?" Lu Zhibai laughed: "The iceberg actually likes this, I thought you preferred sexy beauties, but it turns out you like these soft and fluffy little white rabbits, quite a unique taste." Unique?

Shi Lin's mind conjured up the scene from last night on the bed, under the glaring light, her body clean and tidy, white and slender, with a graceful figure, blending innocence with charm, her eyes red, whimpering softly, easily arousing a man's desire to dominate.

Indeed, like a little white rabbit, inviting to be squeezed.

"Let's talk business," Shi Lin came back to his senses, too lazy to mess around with Lu Zhibai.

Lu Zhibai then said seriously: "Qin Li is having a birthday party this weekend, he asked me to tell you to meet at the Xingchao Club." "I got it."

After saying that, Shi Lin ushered the person out of the consultation room. ...

After leaving the hospital, Lin Mian transferred the money to her mother as soon as possible.

She thought for a while and transferred half of it first, in case she needed to transfer again next time.

The recipient quickly accepted it, without a word in reply, the indifference and impatience coming through the screen.

Lin Mian waited for a long time and sent a WeChat message to her brother.

"After Dad's surgery, please let me know the results."

The other side replied with an 'OK' gesture.

Lin Mian picked up her medicine and took the bus back to school.

When she was downstairs in the dormitory, her way was blocked by a figure, and a carefree male voice called out to her.

"Lin Mian, stop."

Lin Mian subconsciously took two steps back, maintaining a one-meter distance from the person in front of her with caution. The man in front of her was called Song Zeyuan, a senior from the finance department next door. It was said that his family was very wealthy, and he was a second-generation rich. He played around a lot and had a frequent change of girlfriends. She had been entangled by him recently. 'You, you're looking for me?' Lin Mian hid the medicine bag behind her back, watching him warily. Song Zeyuan stared at her pure and untainted little face, feeling an itch in his heart, wishing he could immediately get her into bed and take her to a hotel for some fun. Such a clean and innocent virgin, the thrill was in the achievement. He took a step forward, his handsome face approaching hers: 'I heard you went to sell your eggs?'