The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Hospital

Fang Yuan realized only when she truly started deducing that her understanding of Lu Yuan was shallow; she knew almost nothing about him.

Her heart froze to numbness in the icy cavern of her chest.

Not long after, the car door was pulled open, and Lu Yuan quickly dove in, followed by the car starting up and speeding away like lightning.

Because of inertia, Fang Yuan’s back slammed hard against the car door, the pain making her involuntarily grunt, but Lu Yuan glanced at her and ignored her, only frowning as he quickly shed his coat.

She saw a wound on his arm. His hand was shaking as he raised it, and the bespectacled subordinate sitting opposite him deftly opened a medical kit and prepared a syringe to inject him.

Despite the high speed and frequent turns of the car, the subordinate’s hand was incredibly steady—clearly, he was a professional medic.

Fang Yuan hardly dared to breathe heavily; the situation was far beyond her understanding. Who exactly was Lu Yuan?

After cutting open the sleeve, Fang Yuan saw a bloody hole in a shoulder, steadily oozing blood, trickling down his arm to his fingertips, his hand trembling slightly.

The doctor picked up the disinfectant, looked at him, and reminded, “Young master, bear with it a bit.”

Lu Yuan’s face was extremely pale, “Don’t waste words!”

“Yes, yes.”

Fang Yuan broke out in cold sweat. Lu Yuan remained silent until the doctor, using tweezers and a scalpel, excavated the metal from the wound and he let out a teeth-gritted grunt. The doctor quickly applied medicine to stop the bleeding.

“It’s done.”

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The doctor let go, and Lu Yuan leaned back in his seat, raising his arm ever so slightly, and the sudden, bone-piercing pain contorted his face with a fierce expression.

“Qin Yu, harder to deal with than expected.”

While packing up, the doctor responded to his query, “The Qin Family has roots deep in the Z-country, with considerable prestige. Capital City is their stronghold. As for Qin Yu, according to recent investigations, the Qin enterprise is completely under his control. External rumors about Qin Huaimin and his son do not affect him. His domestic influence is vast, and he seems to have accomplishments even in overseas gray areas that lack jurisdiction. The deeper layers have yet to be fully investigated.”

Lu Yuan, rubbing his forehead, said, “All this preparation, still not successful. Qin Yu’s hands aren’t clean either; I should’ve realized that anyone reaching his level isn’t entirely spotless.”

The doctor said, “Even though you infiltrated personally, young master, Qin Yu’s vigilance was extremely rapid, sealing off the exits immediately. Fortunately, we had a backup plan at the villa, or else the consequences would have been unimaginable.”

Qin Yu was too decisive, immediately containing all the high society people in the villa, restricting their movements. Such audacity frankly took them by surprise.

Obviously, Qin Yu didn’t hold those people in regard, undeterred by the prospect of offending them—such arrogance.

“Ha, Qin Yu is indeed troublesome,” Lu Yuan muttered, feeling that tonight’s failure wasn’t just because of Qin Yu alone. In theory, even if Qin Yu had reacted promptly, they should have been able to take the Merfolk with them. The crux was that the Merfolk had disappeared.

Talking more was futile. Keeping his eyes closed, Lu Yuan asked,

“Did everyone from our side get out?”

The doctor nodded, his tone indifferent, “They all made it out, just with some minor injuries. Qin Yu’s people arrived too quickly—we didn’t search some of the rooms on the third floor, so it’s highly possible that the person was hidden there.”

Lu Yuan frowned, his uninjured hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed it fiercely into the seat: “So close, just a little bit more.”

Fang Yuan listened, horror-stricken. From their conversation, it seemed their target was Ah Da. What exactly did they want to do?

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, now devoid of their usual gentleness—his bloodshot gaze was that of a hellish hound, ominously baring its teeth.

“Come here.”

Lu Yuan commanded.

Fang Yuan’s breath caught, not daring to defy him. Even if she hated him now, she couldn’t openly oppose him; she didn’t want to die, she needed to safely get away from these people.

Watching the woman crawl over like a worm, Lu Yuan scoffed coldly, cruelly lifting her chin with his touch as gentle as always, “My Yuanyuan, why are you crying like this? Your eyes are all swollen, not pretty at all.”

Fang Yuan’s eyelashes trembled; her mouth was sealed with tape, rendering her speechless, her eyes filled with blurred pleading tears.

Lu Yuan mercifully tore off the tape, “Speak.”

Fang Yuan took a deep breath in secret, her voice trembling, “I… I’m scared.”

“Scared?” Lu Yuan patted her face, his smile cruel, “Scared and yet you didn’t do as I told you, huh? Do you know that you bear some responsibility for tonight’s failed mission? Once we return, take it upon yourself to receive your punishment. Did you hear me?”

Fang Yuan turned pale, her lips quivering continuously.

“…Yes.”

Lu Yuan leaned back in the car seat, and Fang Yuan knelt at his feet, his words coming down coldly from above her head, like snow water chilling to the bone, “Yuanyuan, considering it’s your first time, I won’t hand you over to the family elders. I will decide on the punishment. You just need to remember she is someone the Lu Family needs. If you see her again, bring her here at all costs. To enter the Lu Family, you must place the family’s interests above all else.”

Enter the Lu Family?

Fang Yuan’s supporting hand trembled slightly. Listening to the sound of the car moving, she lowered her head, “Yes, I understand.”

“Good girl, don’t forget you promised to bear me a child.” Lu Yuan helped her up, just as his phone rang, and the doctor handed it to him.

Fang Yuan leaned on Lu Yuan’s knee, faintly making out the phone conversation mentioning ‘the second young master’, followed by Lu Yuan erupting in fury.

“Immediately, right now, bring him back to me!”

“I want to see him tomorrow!”

“Get out!”

Lu Yuan smashed the phone into four pieces, and the doctor advised, “No matter the situation, your health comes first, young master.”

“My health? Do you know why we didn’t catch the person?” Lu Yuan’s face twisted grotesquely, enunciating each word, “It’s Lu Jing, he was on the third floor, he hid them.”

“The second young master? How could it be?” The doctor expressed his surprise.

Lu Yuan thought of his younger brother, the anger in his chest swelling non-stop, his wound beginning to bleed.

…

Capital City’s largest private hospital.

The lights were still blazing throughout the night.

Qin Yu wrapped Ah Da in his coat, leaving only a fluffy head exposed, pressing her to his chest before getting out of the car.

“Don’t move.”

Irritated by his domineering words, Ah Da twisted his waist, but to no avail as the muscles were too tight to budge. Eventually, she was punished with a smack on the bottom, her face instantly turning bright red.

As Qin Yu entered the lobby, he attracted many glances. The man was tall and handsome, with an air of royalty and an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance. What was most important was that he held a bundle in his arms—judging by the long hair poking out, it should be a girl.

High attractiveness and a princess carry—it was simply explosively charismatic. These traits alone were enough to cause a stir and chatter.

Qin Yu took a private elevator directly to the tenth floor, where Zhu Yu had already received a call and was prepared for the necessary procedures, anticipating a surgery to suture the high volume of bleeding.

It wasn’t until Qin Yu placed the little girl on the sofa, asking her to spread her hand for examination, that Zhu Yu became flabbergasted.

Could someone tell him that the minor burn in front of his eyes was the “high volume of bleeding” mentioned over the phone?

Undeterred, Zhu Yu asked, “The blood on the young lady’s skirt—is there another wound on her body?”

Qin Yu replied, “The blood isn’t hers.”

Zhu Yu took a deep breath, squatting down to examine the little lady’s hand, his face showing complete defeat.

Great, it was a challenge for him. If he’d arrived any later, the wound might have already healed, right?