What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Actually, Tang Fangjing always had a doubt: why did the rewards from his system, besides the basic reward of extended life, all relate to his body?

In the web novels of his previous life, rewards would often be grand villas like Thomson First Class or luxury cars such as Lamborghinis, and if nothing else, there would at least be cash rewards.

But what about the rewards for his tasks? They were all related to his body and there were no physical rewards whatsoever.

Mysteriously, Old Tang got this feeling that the system must be better in other people's scenarios...

"System, claim the reward!"

As his life balance soared, Old Tang squinted his eyes. Even though he couldn't feel anything, it was incredibly comfortable.

This feeling was even better than watching the balance on his bank account increase!

However, since he had spent a long time in Dongfang City, the added year to his life only amounted to a year and a few months; it hadn't quite reached two years yet.

But that was okay. Once the verdict from the agent came through, he wouldn't have to worry about his lifespan for the time being, and could take some time to handle a few regular cases to earn some money.

He could pay off the mortgage early and stop Old Wang from nagging.

While thinking about these things, Old Tang looked towards the additional rewards.

"Limb Protection (three times)—why isn't it five limbs... cough cough, what does this reward mean?"

Old Tang mumbled to himself as he read the description on the mission panel and quickly understood.

"Oh, so this is another kind of body protection. Got it."

Essentially, it was to prevent a scenario where he, Old Tang, faced danger, survived thanks to the brink-of-death protection, but ended up with an amputation or crippled...

It wasn't about discrimination; as a normal person, it's just really hard to imagine how difficult life must be for someone with a disability.

That last incident with the dumping truck had flung his body away, so his body parts remained intact; it was just all shattered inside.

But what if instead of being flung away, he got crushed...

Old Tang couldn't bear to think further. He had seen some traffic accident videos—they were truly horrific. Under those circumstances, a human body was no different from a pouch stuffed with items: rolled over and it was all broken apart.

Also, some hotheads with knives often went for the limbs. He had seen a video online, live-streamed, where a guy got stabbed, and his hand was just chopped off and flew away.

And this so-called Limb Protection was supposed to create medical miracles to the greatest extent. What would normally require amputation could be restored with treatment...

The system was pretty good... it had considered everything quite thoroughly.

Does this mean that I might encounter situations that could cause disabilities in the future?

And there's another issue—not protecting the fifth limb, what about if there's a problem with that!

Anyway, let's not think about these problems now. I didn't get regular health checks while I was in Dongfang City, and the hospital has been urging me since I got back.

I still need to have a check-up and need another round of mental intervention.

Can't help it, with this certificate, you have to get checked regularly, take medicine on time, and get treated, not to mention the assessments by the doctors.

Otherwise, if someone claims your condition is getting worse, what are you going to do if they insist on sending you to a mental hospital?

At that point, proving you're not mentally ill is much harder than proving you are...

But with my reputation, no one would dare try such a thing.

Online, the outcry continued, but Old Tang was no longer participating. His life had returned to normal.

The next morning, he woke up and set off for Handong Province First Hospital. Director Guo made who knows how many phone calls after he went to Dongfang City.

He even warned him not to go to the First Affiliated Hospital of Handong Medical University, claiming they knew jack about cancer, and that coming to him was the best option.

Of course, Tang Fangjing was unaware that Director Guo had become furious upon learning someone was poaching his patient!

"I finally came across such a case, and you bunch of turtles want to snatch it? Dream on!"

Sometimes, the harm done among peers is the worst.

At the oncology department of Handong Province First Hospital, Old Tang met Director Guo once again.

"Director Guo, I've been busy lately and didn't manage to come for the check-up," said Old Tang with a smile.

Director Guo hurriedly replied, "No problem, no problem, but you still have to take care of your body. Rushing around so soon after your car accident is detrimental to your recovery."

"You've done quite a lot of big things during this time, I often see them on the internet."

"Alright, I'll write you an order now. Go get a check-up and let's see what the situation is now."

It was the usual routine of a myriad of tests, and by the time they were done, two hours had passed.

Director Guo started reviewing the test results, nodding as he went through them.

"Lawyer Tang, your recovery is indeed impressive. Although you still have metastases throughout your body, surprisingly, it hasn't worsened."

At this point, Director Guo muttered to himself, "Why does it feel like there's no difference from the last check-up... Am I seeing things?"

"Director Guo, what were you saying?" Old Tang asked curiously.

"Ah, nothing, nothing. It's just that your condition has been maintained well, with no signs of deterioration, so for now, we can continue with the previous treatment course," Director Guo quickly said.

"No problem, Director Guo. Your treatments are really effective, I will follow your advice!" said Old Tang with excitement upon hearing the results.

Upon hearing this, Director Guo's smile reached his eyes, and after a few more pleasantries, Old Tang got up to leave—he still had to go to the psychiatry department next door for another check-up.