The black commercial vehicle pulled up smoothly outside the hospital gates.
Lin Yu quickly got out and hurried into the hospital.
Following the hospital signs, Lin Yu soon arrived outside the emergency room Qing Mo had mentioned.
The moment he saw Qing Mo, it felt as if a sharp claw had viciously gripped his heart, making even breathing an incredibly difficult task.
Lin Yu had never seen Qing Mo like this before.
She seemed to have lost her usual cool and composed temperament, the kind that remained unfazed even if a mountain collapsed before her.
Standing there, she looked somewhat lost.
When she saw Lin Yu, her usually cold eyes revealed an extremely complex mix of emotions.
Nervousness, apology, guilt, and utter bewilderment.
She looked like a child who had done something wrong.
Forcefully suppressing the unease in his heart, Lin Yu rushed over to Qing Mo in a few large strides, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"How is the child?"
Lin Yu knew that Su Yuyao, as the fourth female lead in the plot, was almost impossible to be in any real danger.
So, his subconscious reaction was to ask about Little Darling.
The guilt in Qing Mo's eyes deepened.
She opened her mouth but no sound came out, as if she didn't know how to break the news to Lin Yu.
Qing Mo's hesitation caused the anxiety in Lin Yu's heart to grow exponentially.
Just as Lin Yu was about to press her on what exactly happened,
the tightly shut doors of the emergency room suddenly opened, and a fully scrubbed-in female doctor walked out.
Seeing this, Lin Yu abandoned his interrogation of the suddenly mute Qing Mo and hurried over to the doctor, asking anxiously:
"Doctor, how is the person inside?"
The doctor pulled down her mask, asking with a grave expression:
"Are you Su Yuyao's family member?"
"Yes, yes."
"I am her husband."
As Lin Yu spoke, the moment the word husband left his lips, his nose stung, his eyes grew hot, and his voice began to choke up uncontrollably.
"The patient is in very poor condition."
"She was in a severe car accident and has lost a lot of blood..."
"A car accident?!"
Lin Yu's shocked voice interrupted the doctor's explanation.
After a brief moment of stunned disbelief, Lin Yu immediately turned his head to look at Qing Mo, as if he had just realized something.
Qing Mo stood there helplessly, looking at Lin Yu.
Her usually cold eyes had turned red and teary.
Large teardrops, wrapped in an undeniable, heavy guilt, rolled down from her eyes.
Looking at her, Lin Yu felt as if his soul had just suffered a violent blow from a heavy hammer.
His center of gravity began to shift uncontrollably, and a dizzy, top-heavy sensation washed over him.
Relying on his strong physical constitution, Lin Yu forced himself to stay upright.
Ignoring the urge to either blame or comfort Qing Mo, he quickly turned back to the doctor and asked urgently:
"And the child..."
"How can you be worrying about a child at a time like this!"
The doctor suddenly cut Lin Yu off, reprimanding him with unconcealed anger.
Lin Yu was stunned by the doctor's shout.
Even the anxiety and worry in his heart were scattered by this angry rebuke.
Leaving behind only a deathly despair.
"Sign the critical condition notice."
The doctor said nothing more. She took the critical condition notice handed to her by a nurse, held a pen out to Lin Yu, and commanded directly.
Lin Yu stared at the thin piece of paper with black text on a white background in front of him.
As if he had lost his soul, he relied entirely on instinct, taking the pen from the doctor with a trembling hand. Like a walking corpse, he sluggishly signed his name on the signature line.
Having obtained authorization.
The doctor wasted no more time. She quickly turned around and went back into the emergency room.
The emergency room doors shut firmly, leaving Lin Yu standing outside.
He didn't look up at the sky.
He didn't cast angry glances to question some incomprehensible fate.
He didn't look at the closed doors of the resuscitation room either.
He didn't try to pierce the steel with his gaze to see Su Yuyao's condition inside.
Nor did he lower his head.
He didn't bow his head in resignation to stare at the floor beneath his feet.
His gaze simply fell blankly on nothing in particular.
As if that critical condition notice was still hovering right in front of him.
Lin Yu's brain had completely stopped functioning by this point, going on a total strike, too lazy to even weave together a simple blank slate.
It had entirely relinquished control of his body back to the body itself.
Inside his chest.
His heart felt uncomfortable.
It felt as though standing here, a heavy block of lead was pressing down on him.
Oppressive and heavy.
Neurons transmitted this agony to all his limbs and bones.
Lin Yu's body slowly turned around, wanting to leave this place.
As for where to go?
Lin Yu didn't know.
His body simply felt extremely uncomfortable standing there, subconsciously wanting to escape.
"Lin Yu..."
As he walked past Qing Mo, she grabbed his arm.
She had long lost control of her emotions; muffled sobs and a trembling voice spilled brokenly from her throat.
Lin Yu ignored her, nor did he pull his arm from her grasp.
He continued to walk forward slowly, as if stripped of his soul.
"Lin Yu..."
As Lin Yu slowly moved forward, the pulling force gradually increased. Qing Mo could no longer hold onto his arm and could only watch him leave through tear-blurred eyes.
Lin Yu didn't leave the hospital.
He didn't even leave the floor where the emergency room was located.
He merely walked to a place slightly further away from the emergency room.
Once his heart didn't feel quite so oppressively uncomfortable, he stopped.
With his body murmuring its exhaustion, he sat down on a chair pressed against the wall.
At this moment, Lin Yu thought of nothing and did nothing.
He simply sat on the connected chairs provided for free resting in the hospital,
his gaze dark and unfocused, his back slouched weakly.
Like an old dog that had lost all its strength and means.
Sitting quietly in a corner that offered his body just a tiny bit of comfort, waiting for the descent of his final fate...
...
Lin Yu's completely striking brain had isolated him from time.
He didn't know how long had passed.
Perhaps just an instant?
Or maybe a very, very long time.
Amidst an endless darkness profound enough to make one ignore everything else.
A sound that was impossible to ignore suddenly rang out without warning.
Lin Yu paused for a moment, his eyes widening as he abruptly turned his head.
He saw a beam of golden morning light pierce through the seemingly endless surrounding darkness like a spear.
Descending right before him.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
