Monitoring Recovery

"Director, don't listen to his nonsense," Li Fang nervously denied. "There was never any bet. Lin Xuan is lying to you, Director. You can't believe him."

Jiang Yutong frowned and said, "I was there. It happened exactly as Lin Xuan described—they did make that bet. What? Dr. Li, are you trying to back out now?"

Jiang Manting nodded in agreement. "I can also confirm that the bet did take place."

"Young Miss Jiang, Second Miss Jiang, since Lin Xuan saved your grandfather, of course you'd side with him and lie for him," Li Fang sneered.

"You—!"

Jiang Yutong's expression darkened.

Li Fang had always seemed like a decent person, but who knew he could be so shameless?

Li Fang shot Lin Xuan a smug look.

As long as he refused to admit it, there was nothing Lin Xuan could do to him.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "You do realize there are surveillance cameras here, right?"

"I have nothing to hide. Go ahead and pull up the footage if you want," Li Fang retorted coldly.

He had a relative working in the surveillance room.

During the surgery, he had already instructed them to delete the footage from that exact time.

Without the recording, he wanted to see what evidence Lin Xuan could possibly produce.

Lin Xuan smirked.

So there was some trickery involved—no surprise the footage was missing.

But did Li Fang really think this would let him off the hook?

The Hospital Director, hearing their exchange, took out his phone and made a call.

"Pull up the surveillance footage for me."

Soon, the surveillance room staff called back. "Director, I’ve checked. All footage from the past day is gone."

The Hospital Director’s frown deepened.

Li Fang glanced triumphantly at Lin Xuan. With no footage left, what could Lin Xuan possibly do now?

Lin Xuan chuckled. "What a coincidence—the footage just happens to be missing. Doesn’t that seem like something someone would do to avoid consequences?"

Li Fang scoffed. "Lin Xuan, if you can produce evidence that we made this bet, I’ll admit defeat willingly. But if you can’t, then stop slandering me."

Lin Xuan tilted his head. "Li Fang, you don’t actually think deleting the footage solves everything, do you?"

"Then what else can you do?" Li Fang sneered.

The only proof was that footage, and now it was permanently erased—no way to recover it.

Lin Xuan grinned. "Funny enough, I know a thing or two about restoring deleted footage."

Li Fang snorted in disbelief.

Lin Xuan was clearly bluffing.

Once something was permanently deleted, there was no bringing it back.

"Hold on, I need to make a call." Lin Xuan picked up his phone and stepped away briefly.

This time, he called Butler Wang.

He’d been gone for a while, and if Hua woke up without seeing him, she might worry.

"Young Master Lin, the young miss hasn’t woken up yet," Butler Wang answered.

"Got it. Call me immediately if she does," Lin Xuan reminded him, still concerned.

"Understood," Butler Wang replied respectfully.

Hanging up, Lin Xuan returned and asked the Hospital Director, "Director, would it be possible for me to visit the surveillance room?"

"Of course, of course! No problem at all."

The Director was more than willing to accommodate Lin Xuan.

This was a genius doctor—he had to keep him happy.

A wave of unease washed over Li Fang.

Lin Xuan looked so composed—could he really restore the footage?

No, impossible.

He shook his head vehemently.

There was no way. Even the experts who designed surveillance systems said permanent deletion was irreversible.

Lin Xuan was probably just trying to mess with his head.

Reassured, Li Fang followed them to the surveillance room.

Lin Xuan sat down at the computer and began working on the footage.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, movements almost too fast to follow.

Jiang Yutong mused, "Sis, I think Lin Xuan can actually do it. What do you think?"

"Mhm."

Jiang Manting nodded.

Every doctor who had seen their grandfather’s condition had declared it incurable.

Yet Lin Xuan had pulled him back from death’s door—even cured him completely.

It made her feel like anything unbelievable was just… normal when it came to Lin Xuan.

Jiang Yutong sighed wistfully. "I wish Lin Xuan were my little brother. If I had a treasure like him, I’d wake up laughing from dreams."

"You…"

Jiang Manting poked her sister’s forehead and shook her head in amusement.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Xuan stopped typing.

Li Fang glanced at the still-blank screen and relaxed.

So it had all been a bluff.

"Lin Xuan, where’s the footage?" Li Fang taunted. "I thought you said you could restore it?"

Lin Xuan smiled. "The footage is saved in another folder. Don’t worry, I’ll open it now."

He moved the cursor and clicked on a folder.

A lengthy video suddenly appeared on the screen.

Lin Xuan clicked to open it.

The surveillance footage was now exposed before everyone’s eyes, the timestamp clearly visible.

“This… it’s really been restored?” Everyone present looked shocked.

No one had expected—

Lin Xuan had actually pulled it off!

Lin Xuan dragged the progress bar directly to the exact moment of their bet.

“Li Fang, how about we make a bet? Let’s wager…”

Lin Xuan’s voice echoed from the recording.

Li Fang’s face turned pale.

Lin Xuan had really managed to retrieve the surveillance footage…

It was over.

Completely over.

Once the video finished playing, the Hospital Director fixed a stern gaze on Li Fang. “Li Fang, do you have anything to say for yourself?”

With a loud thud, Li Fang dropped to his knees before Lin Xuan.

“Mr. Lin, I admit I was wrong,” Li Fang pleaded, his eyes red. “At the time, I thought you were too young, and since you didn’t graduate from a prestigious university, I was afraid you’d harm Old Master Jiang. I just wanted to stop you from performing the surgery. That bet was only meant to deter you—if you lost, I never intended to take your company.”

“Lin Xuan, I truly meant no harm.”

Lin Xuan scoffed. “All this rambling just to avoid honoring the bet, huh?”

“A bet is a bet, Li Fang. Whether you like it or not, you will fulfill your end of the deal today.”

The smile faded from Lin Xuan’s face, replaced by icy resolve.

Tomorrow’s update: Young Master Huo.

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