Gu Feng’s words made Meng Jinyan’s hands tremble uncontrollably as he held Jin Yu, his breathing growing rapid.
His eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably.
Bleeding?
How could she be bleeding? Had he still arrived too late?
It was at this moment that Old Madam arrived. When she saw the blood on Jin Yu’s legs, she nearly fainted. “Quick! Dr. Wu, examine Xiao Yu immediately!”
After watching Meng Jinyan carefully place Jin Yu on the bed, Old Madam turned to the middle-aged female doctor with a stern expression.
“First, ensure the mother’s safety. Don’t let anything happen to her. If possible, do everything you can to save the child!”
“Old Madam, don’t worry. I’ll do my best.”
Jin Yu was taken into the operating room once more.
The moment she disappeared behind the doors, Meng Jinyan’s mind flooded with memories of his mother’s premature labor over a decade ago.
Back then, his mother’s legs had also been covered in blood. Just like now, he had stood outside the operating room, watching her being wheeled in. At the time, he had believed, as the nanny had assured him, that everything would be fine. But in the end… he had lost his mother forever.
And he had lost the younger brother he had never met.
He had waited so long, hoped so much.
He had even prepared countless gifts for him, but his brother had left this world without ever seeing them.
Two lives lost in one tragedy.
He had lost his mother forever.
Old Madam paced anxiously back and forth, while Meng Jinyan stared at the three glaring red characters—“Surgery in Progress”—his voice hoarse and strained.
“Grandmother, will she die?”
Old Madam looked at him, about to scold, “You foolish boy, don’t jinx it!” But when she saw his bloodshot eyes and pale face, she immediately sensed something was wrong.
She had only seen him like this three times before.
Once, when his mother died during childbirth.
Once, when his father brought his illegitimate child home.
Once, when the photo of his mother holding him was torn to shreds.
Those three times, the madness that had overtaken him remained vivid in her memory. Old Madam hurried forward and took his hand, her eyes filled with pity. “A-Yan, Xiao Yu’s situation is different from your mother’s. She won’t die. I promise you, she definitely won’t die.”
At the mention of “mother,” Meng Jinyan’s shoulders trembled, his emotions teetering on the edge of collapse.
This world was truly fucking disgusting.
Why did everyone have to push a pregnant woman to the brink?
Initially, he had been unwilling to accept the child in Jin Yu’s womb because he didn’t know how to be a father. He was afraid that after the child was born, he would become the next version of himself.
But after three hours of persuasion from Old Madam, he had slowly begun to accept the existence of the child in her womb. He was even willing to learn, to figure out how to be a good father. Yet, how much time had passed before reality was about to tell him he had no such chance?
He lowered his gaze, hatred burning in his eyes. A wave of violent agitation surged within him, and the next moment, words spilled from his lips, one after another. “They deserve to die! All of them! Every last one of them deserves to die!”
With that, he turned and strode away.
Old Madam tried to chase after him but couldn’t catch up.
Aunt Gui, who had served her for many years, supported her. “Old Madam, don’t worry. Xiao Gu is keeping watch over there. With him by his side to reason with him, Young Master Yan won’t lose control completely.”
Hearing this, Old Madam shook her head lightly, her face clouded with worry. “It’s no use. When he loses his mind, he won’t listen to anyone.”
Staring at the tightly closed door of the operating room, Old Madam felt a bit short of breath. “What a sin.”
Then she sighed softly. “But considering how her uncle’s family has been acting so inhumanely, A-Yan going mad and dealing with them could be considered doing the public a favor.”
After that, she silently prayed to the ancestors of the Meng family, begging them to protect both the mother and child.
She was already old, and what worried her most now was her grandson, Meng Jinyan. He had always been a loner since childhood, and she didn’t want him to be left without a single confidant by his side after she passed away.
In the office vacated by the hospital director.
A row of people knelt in unison.
Seeing Meng Jinyan enter with a cold expression, Gu Feng quickly handed over the tablet in his hand. “Young Master Yan, we’ve already investigated the whole story. The young mistress was tricked out by the Lin family, and they used forceful and shameless methods to kidnap her and bring her to the hospital.”
Meng Jinyan opened the surveillance video with a frosty expression.
He saw Lin Rui covering Jin Yu’s mouth, saw Lin Rui slap her, saw her accidentally bump her stomach while trying to escape, saw several people dressed as shop assistants pinning down her hands and feet, saw Zhang Ru pulling her hair, saw Lin Hai’s cold indifference, and saw Lin Qianqian’s smugness.
Then came the footage inside the hospital. He saw her unconscious, thrown onto the operating table, and saw a group of nurses in white uniforms inserting needles into her arm…
Just watching the surveillance footage, he could imagine her helplessness.
Let alone the fact that she was the one who experienced it.
His slightly red phoenix eyes narrowed, and the man’s thin, crimson lips parted slightly.
“Gu Feng.”
Gu Feng immediately straightened up. “Young Master Yan, I’m here.”
“Close the door.”
“Understood.”
Then, before he could reach the door, a loud “bang” echoed from behind, followed by a scream like that of a pig.
“Ah—”
Watching Lin Rui get kicked flying, Lin Qianqian trembled and hid behind Zhang Ru. “Mom… Mom, what do we do?”
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ru beside her was also kicked flying. It happened so fast that by the time Lin Qianqian reacted, she had already been slapped twice.
The one slapping her was Meng Jinyan.
The man remained silent from start to finish, his face devoid of any extra expression. He kicked, punched, and slapped people as if he were gutting a fish—swift and decisive.
The moment the pain struck her face, Lin Qianqian finally screamed loudly.
“Ahhh! How dare you slap me! I’m calling the police… I’m calling the police… Are you even a man, hitting a woman…”
Her screams grated on Meng Jinyan’s ears.
The man with a stern expression gave the driver a look.
Understanding the signal, the driver immediately took off his shoe and, without a word, stuffed his sock into Lin Qianqian’s mouth.
With her mouth blocked by the smelly sock, Lin Qianqian’s pupils dilated in shock. To her, this was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace!
But when she saw her brother, father, and mother being beaten mercilessly by Meng Jinyan, she curled up in the corner and suddenly fell silent.
As long as she could stay alive, what was the point of making a fuss?
Lin Rui covered his head with his hands, weeping uncontrollably. “Ahhh—I know I was wrong, Young Master Yan. Please spare me. This was all my mother’s idea; it has nothing to do with me!”
Hearing her son’s words, Zhang Ru, who had been kicked to the ground by Meng Jinyan, felt her vision go dark. Mother and son began attacking each other.
“Lin Rui, you heartless bastard!”
“Mom, your mistakes shouldn’t drag our whole family down! If I keep getting beaten like this, I’ll be disfigured!”
“…”
Meng Jinyan paid no attention to their words from start to finish.
His mind was filled only with the blood on Jin Yu’s leg and the image of his mother lying pale-faced in the operating room over a decade ago.
All he knew was that these people in the room deserved to die!
He wished he could kill them all!
His eyes grew redder, his expression colder, his grip stronger, his movements more ferocious…
Finally, Gu Feng noticed something was wrong.
It seemed Young Master Yan was having an episode.
Seeing that Lin Rui had already lost a tooth, Gu Feng hurriedly rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Meng Jinyan’s body. “Young Master Yan, if you keep hitting him like this, you’ll kill him. Stop!”
The man’s dark eyes concealed boundless hatred. He suddenly let out a cold laugh. “Hah, it would be better if he died.”
The next second, he struggled violently, sending Gu Feng flying. When his butt hit the ground, tears welled up in his eyes from the pain.
Returning to stand before Lin Rui, Meng Jinyan stared fixedly at his right hand, smiling with a sickly expression.
“You used this hand to slap her, didn’t you?”