Silence, a persistent silence.
Yu Se knew that after Lu Yunchen’s incredulous silence, a manic explosion would inevitably follow.
Therefore, he checked his desk in advance for any offensive weapons. Fortunately, his beloved disciple Wang Qi knew about his germophobia and kept the desk spotless.
There was only a cup of gradually cooling tea placed in front of Lu Yunchen.
Sure enough.
Like an awakened lion startled by a nightmare, Lu Yunchen picked up the teacup with lightning-fast speed and hurled it over viciously.
Anticipating the movement, Yu Se tilted his head to the right even faster.
That newly bought water cup became the unfortunate victim, being cruelly thrown toward the wall, instantly emitting a splintering splash and shattering sound.
Lu Yunchen’s calm and handsome face completely fell apart. His eyes widened in fury, and the veins on his forehead stood out distinctively, as if they were about to burst at any moment.
“Say that to me again if you dare!” His voice turned hoarse and sharp from rage, like a sharp blade slicing through the air, creating layer upon layer of invisible cracks.
Oh, and there was probably also some sort of superior self-esteem belonging to Lu Yunchen, which was simultaneously shattered into pieces amidst this violent impact sound.
Yu Se had seen this kind of scene far too often. After all, every hospital experienced medical disputes, and male doctors like them always had to rush to the front lines, acting as the hospital’s shield.
His expression remained unchanged. Facing Lu Yunchen’s fury, he still maintained calm and rationality.
“Mr. Lu, I understand your feelings, but please calm down. I am stating a fact, absolutely not fabricating any baseless lies.” Yu Se’s words were calm and firm, attempting to soothe Lu Yunchen’s emotions.
Moreover.
“A doctor has the heart of a parent. Mr. Lu, you questioning me like this makes me very sad.”
Sorry, brother, I’ve already decided to act as Bai Fan’s parental doctor, so I can only be your wicked step-father.
Yu Se emphasized heavily, “Mr. Bai Fan has indeed passed away from his illness. Your mother was also present at the scene back then. A humble little doctor like myself lacks weight; I believe if you go find her for a confrontation, it will probably be much more useful than questioning me.”
“Crash!”
This time it was the massive sound of a swivel chair overturning. When Lu Yunchen stood up abruptly, he crashed into the seat, producing an even more tragic noise.
Fortunately, the money provided by the backer back then was ample, and all the furniture in the hospital had been purchased as name brands, durable and resilient against being smashed.
Yu Se had no high demands for his salary; he only hoped to run the hospital well so that every customer walking through the door would feel at home.
“I can only say, please mourn for your loss, Mr. Lu. I won’t see you out.”
Yu Se made a polite gesture of invitation. Since Lu Yunchen had already smashed a teacup in his great fury, it wouldn’t do to let him act willfully and throw a tantrum that smashed the entire hospital.
A temporary compromise.
“I hope you aren’t really lying to me, otherwise, I will make sure you can no longer establish yourself in Longcheng!”
Grit-grindingly, every word sounded as though it were squeezed out from between his teeth. Lu Yunchen’s eyes were red, clenching his fists tightly as if he were struggling desperately to restrain the urge to tear the person before him to pieces.
Finally, he took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, turned around, and strode toward the entrance. Every step landed heavily and resoundingly on the marble floor, as if he were venting all his rage onto the innocent flooring.
The Maybach carrying this plague god departed extremely quickly.
Yu Se didn’t even have time to catch his breath; he strode and ran toward the inpatient department on the second floor.
Wang Qi walked out of Bai Fan’s hospital room, and the two almost bumped into each other.
Yu Se said, “We must quickly find a place to hide him first, otherwise once people catch on, they will definitely break into the second floor.”
Using Madam Lu as a shield to block the bullet just now was only a temporary measure; soon, Lu Yunchen would return for another kill.
Bai Fan’s sobbing drifted out from the room. Just now, Wang Qi went up to report the situation and hid him inside the wardrobe precisely to prevent Lu Yunchen from suddenly going crazy.
His crying was thin and weak, and the child in his arms was also startled awake, crying quite loudly indeed.
Bai Fan cried, “Just pretend that me and the child are truly dead, Doctor Yu. I will never forgive that person! The man surnamed Lu must never think of seeing Yu’an again!”
Yu Se deeply admired his determination and courage. He walked over, patted Bai Fan’s shoulder, and handed him a tissue.
“Since that kind of person is not worth it, stop crying. Life is still long; you always have to look forward, for yourself and for the child.” Yu Se’s words carried firmness, attempting to offer Bai Fan a trace of comfort.
Bai Fan took the tissue, tears swirling in his eye sockets, yet he tried hard not to let them fall again.
The child was still crying, that sound like a sharp blade cutting into his heart piece by piece. But he knew he absolutely could not collapse; he still had Yu’an, so he must stay strong.
Yu Se pondered where he could arrange a place for this pitiful pair of father and son, but he himself was an outsider who hadn’t yet truly gained a firm foothold, while sending the father and son away to another city was quite unrealistic.
After all, Bai Fan still needed to take care of the child, and looking at his frail appearance, he might end up with both the adult and the child kicking the bucket the moment they walked out of the hospital.
Yu Se said, “It’s fine, things will sort themselves out when we get to the bridge. You coax the child first, and I’ll figure something out here to see if I can contact someone reliable to temporarily house you two for a while.”
“Doctor Yu, thank you truly so much. If it weren’t for you, I really wouldn’t know what to do…” Bai Fan’s voice carried a sob, and even more so, a glimmer of hope for the future.
Afterward, Wang Qi asked him, “Master, do you really plan to shape yourself into the image of a saving-all-suffering male Bodhisattva?”
Actually, not quite.
Yu Se himself was a person full of compassion and rescue instincts; otherwise, why hadn’t he chosen surgery, which paid much better, but instead chosen obstetrics and gynecology?
He could swear without a red face or skipping a heartbeat that he had delivered hundreds of children in this lifetime, yet had never accepted a single red envelope.
Yu Se said, “Perhaps everyone has a first-time sentiment.”
The child in Bai Fan’s arms was the first child he delivered with his own hands after coming into this fictional world.
A fresh, tender life, seemingly validating the miracle of his own rebirth into another lifetime.
If a person could live two lifetimes, they would probably understand the miracle and hardship of life even more profoundly.
Yu Se thought it over and over. The financial backer Xiao Lin could help him, but Lu Yunchen’s background was extraordinary and should be on par with Xiao Lin’s standing.
It would easily be discovered.
The only option was to find someone of even higher status.
Currently, there was indeed a more reliable new backer worth relying upon.
The Feng family.
There was no time to lose.
Yu Se paid a personal visit the next day. Disguised under the title of a family doctor, he was now permitted to enter the Feng family’s ancestral residence at any time.
Feng Cheng’s work was extremely busy, so he probably wouldn’t have any time to receive him. Therefore, Yu Se anticipated taking the initiative to make some contributions within the Feng family first, making Feng Cheng feel that he was particularly reliable.
Accordingly, Yu Se contacted Butler Jin and tentatively asked whether he could first make contact with the so-called Third Young Master?
From the fragmented information heard previously, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the Third Young Master should have been imprisoned, and after such an incident, the person’s emotional state wouldn’t be very good.
After seeking instructions from Feng Cheng, Butler Jin brought back the reply: “Handle it as you see fit.”
Yu Se finally exhaled a breath of relief, carrying his medical kit in a pretentious manner as he walked into the Feng family’s ancestral residence.
Butler Jin pointed out the location of the room to him and warned in a low voice, “Living in the mansion isn’t just the eldest young master’s family, but also the current family head.”
With that, he intentionally pointed through a window to show him, saying, “Before the previous family head of the Feng family passed away, he always valued the cohesion and blessing of the family, so the residences of the head of the house and the two sons are all connected, only differing in their internal layouts.”
“After you go inside, remember not to wander around casually, especially not to go in the wrong direction.”
His expression suddenly turned extremely mysterious, “The family head has some special hobbies…” Leaving his words hanging in a way that left much to be room for thought.
That super peerless beauty with jade-glazed eyes and an indeterminate age?!
Yu Se figured his special hobbies were nothing more than liking to whip people with a riding crop or keeping snakes.
Meticulously noting it down in his heart and gazing in the direction pointed out by Butler Jin, the buildings inhabited by the Feng young masters were filled with a modern minimalist style. Yu Se withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and strode toward the room indicated by Butler Jin, arriving at Third Young Master Feng Zhile’s room.
The door of the room was pushed open gently, and a scent of Chinese medicine rushed straight into his nose.
Yu Se frowned; he was far too familiar with this kind of scent.
Walking into the room, he only saw a figure curled up on the bed, back turned to him, seemingly fast asleep.
As he walked closer softly, Yu Se wanted to observe carefully. However, at the very moment he was about to approach, that figure suddenly moved, turned around, and a pair of red-rimmed eyes stared straight at him.
“Who are you?”
The Third Young Master who spoke wasn’t as hard to approach as imagined, and judging by his facial features and appearance, he didn’t resemble the stern and ruthless Feng Cheng at all.
He had the image of a young master just entering his youth, pampered and spoiled, with a pair of round, watery eyes filled with panic and helplessness.
If he hadn’t experienced such a terrible incident, he definitely would have been a cute teenager brimming with sunny energy.
Seeing this, Yu Se couldn’t help a surge of pity welling up in his heart. Thus, he softened his tone, trying his best to make his voice sound gentler: “Third Young Master, I’m the newly hired family doctor. Now I need to treat the wounds on your wrists.”
With sharp eyes, Yu Se had already spotted traces of having been bound on the wrists and ankles of the Feng family’s Third Young Master that were exposed outside.
The purplish-red marks should be newly left. Yu Se deduced that Feng Cheng had probably repeatedly interrogated him with no results, lost patience with his disobedient and foolish younger brother, and tied him up to forbid him from going out.
Hearing this, the Third Young Master still gazed at him with some guarded wariness.
Seeing this, Yu Se wasn’t in a hurry either. Instead, he patiently stood to the side, waiting for the Third Young Master’s emotions to stabilize.
After quite a while, the Third Young Master finally spoke up to ask, “Are you sure you aren’t a doctor who came to examine me for other things?”
“Like whether I’m pregnant or something?”