The Old Man Was Also Once a Blond Punk

Jiang Chengshan snorted coldly, glanced at Lin Mo, and turned his head away without saying a word. His jawline was pulled tight, clearly showing his extreme dissatisfaction with this guy who had shown up at such a critical moment.

However, his dissatisfaction was only on the surface. Deep down, he actually thought the kid wasn't too bad.

As for Jiang Yunlu, the moment she heard that familiar address, her stiff body seemed to finally regain some feeling.

She slowly looked up, and when she clearly saw that tall and straight figure, all the strength and disguise she had been forcing up collapsed in an instant.

She hadn't even thought about crying, but her tears had already burst from her eyes first.

The next second, she sprang up from the chair like a tired bird that had finally found its nest, plunging headlong into that warm and solid embrace.

"Sob... Aunt Qiong is hurt so badly. She's bleeding so much."

The young girl's crying was suppressed and broken, carrying immense panic and helplessness. She tightly gripped the clothes on his chest as if it were her only piece of driftwood.

"I don't want her to die... I won't let her die..."

Lin Mo didn't speak. He simply reached out his strong arms and wrapped the uncontrollably trembling girl in his embrace even tighter.

He gently patted her back, stroke after stroke, using a steady rhythm to soothe her out-of-control emotions.

"It's okay, she won't die. I promise you, I absolutely won't let Aunt Qiong die."

Jiang Yunlu froze for a moment, lifting a small face streaked with tears from his embrace. With a red nose, she looked at him aggrievedly.

Lin Mo, however, smiled. He reached out and used the pad of his thumb to gently wipe away the teardrops on her cheek, his movements ridiculously gentle.

"Sister Qiong wouldn't want to see little Yunlu turn into a crying little piggy either."

As he spoke, his voice remained gentle.

In reality, Lin Mo's divine sense had long since spread out. Inside the operating room, it was total chaos.

The buzzing sounds of various unnamable instruments intertwined and overlapped. Doctors in sterile scrubs shuttled back and forth, their foreheads covered in fine beads of sweat, constantly calling out strings of urgent medical terms.

However, within Lin Mo's divine sense, all these efforts seemed pale and powerless.

It was just that Lin Mo could clearly feel Aunt Qiong's life force rapidly dropping.

The steeply plunging life curve on the monitor was more convincing than any doctor's cry of "critical condition."

Lin Mo's mind stirred slightly.

A practically invisible strand of spiritual energy quietly split off. Like the finest embroidery needle, it probed into Aunt Qiong's body with absolute precision, carefully protecting that tiny spark of life that was about to extinguish.

He controlled it with extreme finesse—neither too much nor too little—just enough to stabilize her vital signs on a dangerous line that wouldn't immediately collapse.

In order not to frighten the doctors, he only used a tiny bit of his miraculous healing to try and maintain Aunt Qiong's vitality.

At the very least, he had to maintain it until the surgery was over before he could increase the dosage.

After executing this divine ability, Lin Mo slowly withdrew his focus.

The body that had been tense in his arms finally softened completely. The sound of even breathing gently brushed against his chest, carrying the unique warmth of a young girl.

This was also because Lin Mo had applied a little bit of soothing spiritual energy.

Allowing Jiang Yunlu to get a good sleep.

Lin Mo looked up at Secretary Zhao not far away. His voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear.

"Arrange for a bed to be brought over."

Secretary Zhao was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and immediately ran off to make the arrangements, nodding and bowing.

Jiang Chengshan was anxiously pacing back and forth. When he turned his head, his footsteps suddenly halted.

That precious daughter of his, who had stubbornly kept her red eyes open and refused to close them to rest no matter how much he and his sister tried to persuade her, was now actually sleeping soundly in that kid Lin Mo's arms?

The corner of Jiang Chengshan's eye twitched fiercely.

Damn it!

But there was nothing he could do. This was probably for the best.

He walked over with heavy steps, deliberately lowering his voice, carrying an elder's scrutiny and displeasure.

"Why did you come running over here, kid?"

Lin Mo ignored the hostility in his tone. He simply freed up one hand and gently patted Jiang Yunlu's back, his movements as practiced as if he had coaxed her a thousand times.

He looked up at Jiang Chengshan. "I was worried about Yunlu, so I just came to check on her."

This action, this address, this matter-of-fact tone!

Jiang Chengshan felt his blood pressure starting to rise again. The little cabbage his family had raised for so many years was just rooted up by a pig, and this pig even had a calm "this is my vegetable patch" look on his face!

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Is she really asleep?"

Lin Mo nodded. "She's asleep. She won't wake up until she's had enough rest. If you have something to say, you can speak directly."

Hearing this, the slight awkwardness and displeasure on Jiang Chengshan's face faded entirely, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

He knew Lin Mo was no ordinary person, and right now, he needed this extraordinary person.

"Sister Qiong's incident wasn't an accident."

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes held an uncontrollable restlessness. "Someone has their eyes on our Jiang family. Being by my side is the most dangerous place to be right now."

This man who dominated the business world revealed his fatigue in front of someone for the first time.

"So, Yunlu's safety... I can only entrust it to you."

When he spoke the last few words, his tone actually carried a hint of near-pleading.

Without waiting for Lin Mo to answer, Jiang Chengshan had already pulled something out from his suit's inner pocket and shoved it directly toward him.

It wasn't one card, nor was it a few.

It was a stack.

A thick stack of bank cards, bound by a simple black rubber band. It was heavy in the hand, exuding the cold aura of money.

It fully demonstrated the principle of not putting all your eggs in one basket.

However, Lin Mo didn't reach out to take them at all.

He simply said indifferently, "Don't worry. If something happened to you all, and Yunlu knew I had the ability to protect you but didn't, she would definitely blame me."

After saying that, Lin Mo turned his head to look at the doorway. Secretary Zhao had already pushed the bed over.

Lin Mo placed Jiang Yunlu onto the bed, pulled the covers over her, and then sat to the side, looking at the lit red light of the operating room.

"The ones capable of hurting Aunt Qiong are probably people from the Hidden Sects, right?"

Lin Mo turned his head to look at Jiang Chengshan.

"Then you can now tell the story about you and a certain wealthy young lady from the Hidden Sects."

Jiang Chengshan took a deep breath, looking troubled.

But he ultimately sighed.

"Sigh, Nannan's mother comes from the Situ family of the Hidden Sects. They are considered a top-tier family within the Hidden Sects."

Lin Mo listened quietly. He didn't know much about the Hidden Sects anyway, but he could be certain that these bastards absolutely couldn't beat him.

After all, someone like Aunt Qiong, he could instantly kill with a backhand slap.

Lin Mo adopted a posture of listening respectfully.

Causing Jiang Chengshan to slowly fall into his memories.

In his memory, Situ Yunshu, who had just come out from the Situ family to gain experience, was still so immature.

At that time, both Situ Yunshu and Jiang Chengshan were very young.

Situ Yunshu, traveling abroad, met Jiang Chengshan, who was out working.

Jiang Chengshan had a kind and righteous heart, and Situ Yunshu was exactly the same.

Through a series of strange coincidences, the two met and then traveled together.

Two young hearts slowly sparked a different kind of fireworks.

Soon after, Jiang Yunlu was born.

However, this incident sent the Situ family of the Hidden Sect into a thunderous rage.

To think that their precious young miss had only been away from home for such a short period of time, yet she had actually been... by some worthless punk...