Listening to the tearful gratitude in his ears, Lin Yu forcibly suppressed the trembling of his heart and tried his best to put on a normal expression, speaking softly,
"Why are you saying thank you to me?"
"Let's go."
"Take me to see how Little Shan is doing."
Xia Muzhu raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, nodding as she said,
"Okay, I'll go get the car."
"Don't."
"Let's just take a taxi."
Lin Yu quickly stopped her. Given Xia Muzhu's current state, he really couldn't feel at ease letting her drive.
Xia Muzhu naturally knew this as well. She nodded obediently and chose to follow Lin Yu's arrangement.
Lin Yu led her out of the residential area, hailed a taxi on the road, and headed to the city center hospital.
A while later, they got out of the car at the city center hospital. Lin Yu followed behind Xia Muzhu, and they soon arrived at the intensive care unit where Xia Yueshan was staying.
Since the surgery had just been completed, family members were not allowed inside the intensive care unit. Lin Yu could only stand outside the door and observe Xia Yueshan through the glass.
On the hospital bed in the intensive care unit, Xia Yueshan lay there quietly.
The wild and messy hair on top of his head, which used to look like wild grass, was long gone.
Now, his head was wrapped tightly in thick layers of bandages, and his skin had a deathly, bloodless pallor.
His thick, light eyebrows, which were usually so restless, were now peacefully relaxed. This quiet demeanor didn't seem like him at all.
Seeing Xia Yueshan's critically ill state again, Xia Muzhu couldn't help but start sobbing softly. Just as Lin Yu was about to comfort her, a phone call came in.
Afraid that the ringtone would disturb Xia Yueshan in the ward, Lin Yu immediately stepped to the side.
Taking out his phone, Lin Yu glanced at the caller ID and found that it was a call from Z, a subordinate of Zhao She.
Lin Yu quickly answered the call and asked impatiently,
"Did Zhao She tell you to call?"
"How are things going with the doctor?"
On the other end of the line, Lin Yu was met with dead silence.
At a time like this, Lin Yu was in no mood for guessing games. Just as he was getting impatient and about to press further, Z's voice finally came through.
"Master Yu, the younger brother of yours who got into an accident, is his name Xia Yueshan?"
"Yes, why?"
Lin Yu frowned. For some reason, he felt that Z's voice sounded noticeably strange when he said this.
"Uh..."
Z paused for a moment before continuing,
"As far as I know, Doctor Li from the capital seems to be in H City right now, and the patient he is currently treating happens to be named Xia Yueshan."
"What?!"
Hearing this news, Lin Yu almost couldn't control his volume.
"It's like this,"
Z said sheepishly,
"It seems that someone else found Doctor Li before us and asked him to treat Xia Yueshan."
Upon hearing this, the image of an aloof and stunningly beautiful face subconsciously appeared in Lin Yu's mind.
Right.
With her capabilities, she definitely would have received the news the moment Xia Yueshan had his accident...
...
"Master Yu?"
Z's voice rang in his ear, dragging Lin Yu's consciousness back from its daze.
"Oh, okay, I understand. It's fine now."
"Thank you."
Lin Yu thanked him and hung up the phone.
"Was that your friend calling?"
"How did it go?"
"Can the doctor come?"
Xia Muzhu had been observing Lin Yu from the side all along. Seeing him hang up with an expression that didn't look too good, she grew anxious. Her mouth turned down at the corners, and her tears were about to fall again.
"He can come, he can come."
Lin Yu repeatedly reassured the extremely emotionally unstable Xia Muzhu, saying,
"The doctor is right here in H City. He will be able to take over Xia Yueshan's treatment right away, so don't worry."
Hearing Lin Yu say this, Xia Muzhu's hanging heart finally settled. However, the crystal-clear tears welling up in her eyes trembled and ultimately slid down the corners of her eyes.
Seeing Xia Muzhu's haggard expression, Lin Yu noticed her body swaying as she breathed a sigh of relief.
Afraid that she might fall, Lin Yu reached out an arm to half-embrace her, supporting her as they walked over to a chair by the corridor to sit down.
Xia Muzhu leaned softly into Lin Yu's embrace. Her body curled up slightly, wanting to burrow deeper into his arms, greedily seeking more of a sense of security.
Lin Yu wrapped his arms around her waist and looked down at her. He felt that despite her voluptuous and proud figure, she appeared somewhat petite and fragile in this moment.
"Sister Zhuzi, you should go home first."
"I'll keep watch here for you."
After a brief embrace, Lin Yu, worried about Xia Muzhu's health and also concerned that Tang Manman might start overthinking if she didn't get a reply from him for a long time, suggested a mutually beneficial idea.
"No."
Xia Muzhu stubbornly shook her head and shrank further into Lin Yu's embrace.
Seeing Xia Muzhu act like this, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.
Why are you women all the same?
Helpless, Lin Yu could only appeal to her emotions and reason with her.
"Go back, Sister Zhuzi."
"I need to rest too, and I'll be waiting for you to recover your strength so you can come take my shift."
"You wouldn't have the heart to watch me suffer here for twenty-four hours straight, would you?"
If Lin Yu had just told Xia Muzhu to care about her own physical condition, she probably wouldn't have left no matter what he said.
But the moment Lin Yu used himself as leverage, Xia Muzhu had no choice but to obediently give in, no matter how reluctant she was.
"..."
"...Alright."
After agreeing, Xia Muzhu lingered in Lin Yu's arms for a little while longer before reluctantly sitting up and saying goodbye to him.
Xia Muzhu's figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway.
Lin Yu sat on the hollowed-out iron bench installed along the hospital corridor and let out a heavy, long breath.
Mental exhaustion often drags the physical body down with it into an abyss of fatigue.
Lin Yu rested his hands on his knees, feeling utterly exhausted in both body and mind.
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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
