63: Chapter 63 Brothers Take the Blade

Lin Yu changed his shoes and looked at the woman before him, who had become as gentle as water. The day's exhaustion seemed to dissipate quite a bit. He reached out, wrapped his arms around Su Manqin's slender waist, and kissed her forehead lightly: "I've eaten. I ate outside with the Fatty and the others. I'm stuffed."

"That's good." Su Manqin leaned docilely into his arms, her fingers helping him unbutton his first button. "Did everything go smoothly at the company today? You look a bit tired."

"Smoothly." Lin Yu chuckled, just about to say something, when the bedroom door opened with a "click."

Mu Wan was wearing an oversized white T-shirt, her long, fair legs bare. She walked out rubbing her eyes. She had clearly just taken a shower; her hair was damp and draped over her shoulders, and her face held a hint of laziness and childishness.

"Lin Yu, you're finally back."

Seeing Lin Yu, Mu Wan's eyes lit up instantly. Like a kitten seeing its owner, she pounced over and hung directly onto Lin Yu's other arm. "Do you know what? I was bored watching TV this afternoon, and that Ze City news channel actually broadcasted you!"

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Oh? Did they film me?"

"They did! Even though it was only for a few seconds!" Mu Wan gestured excitedly. "It was in that scene of the... groundbreaking ceremony. You were standing in the middle of a group of pot-bellied leaders, looking absolutely cool! You had such an aura!"

As she spoke, she cupped her face in a fan-girl manner, leaned in, and rubbed against Lin Yu's chest. "Really, you looked even more handsome than usual! I wanted to take a picture with my phone and post it on WeChat Moments."

Lin Yu was amused. He reached out and pinched Mu Wan's collagen-rich cheek, laughing proudly: "Haha! That's a given! Don't look at who your man is. How could I not be handsome enough to be worthy of you two great beauties?"

"Tch, give you a little sunshine and you shine." Mu Wan rolled her eyes, but the smile on the corners of her mouth couldn't be hidden.

Su Manqin watched the two of them playing around from the side and smiled gently: "Alright, it's so late, don't mess around anymore. Let's get some rest early. We still have to go to the company tomorrow."

"Yes, ma'am." Lin Yu put one arm around each of them and marched grandly into the bedroom.

Half an hour later, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Lin Yu walked out wrapped in a bath towel, carrying a fresh scent of moisture. On the big bed in the bedroom, Su Manqin and Mu Wan were already lying side by side.

Seeing Lin Yu come out, Mu Wan immediately moved toward the inside of the bed, patted the spot in the middle, and her eyes held a trace of slyness and expectation: "Come quickly, the spot is saved for you."

Lin Yu turned off the lights. In the darkness, he lifted the quilt and slipped in.

On the left was Su Manqin's warm, jade-like body. She habitually reached out her arm, letting Lin Yu rest his head on it, while her other hand gently drew circles on his chest. That was the comfort he was most familiar with.

On the right was Mu Wan's vibrant, delicate body. She wrapped herself around him like an octopus, one leg draped over Lin Yu's waist, her head resting on his shoulder, chattering away about the interesting things that happened today.

"Lin Yu, tomorrow I want to go buy that new bag..."

"Buy it!"

"And also, let's go for a barbecue this weekend. We should invite Tangtang, Fatty..."

"Okay, I'll listen to you on everything."

Lin Yu lay between two peerless beauties, his left hand gentle, his right hand fiery. Listening to the soft whispers in his ears and smelling the mixed fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, the tension of the day completely disappeared.

This was life.

The next day. In the provincial government, Secretary Li Changhe's office.

Wang Zhenshan had just finished reporting on Zhang Tieshan's issues. Secretary Li did not express his stance immediately but took a stack of photos from the drawer and threw them on the table.

"Zhenshan, come and take a look at this."

In the photos, on the day of the Junlin Food City groundbreaking ceremony, a little girl (Tangtang) was eating lunch, smiling brightly; in another, an old man from the nursing home was holding Lin Yu's hand, wiping away tears.

"You mentioned this project to me before." Secretary Li pointed at the photos, his tone profound. "At that time, you said a young man named Lin Yu spent a large sum of money to buy wasteland. I was wondering if this capitalist had too much money to burn. Now, it seems he isn't burning money; he is accumulating virtue."

Secretary Li stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the prosperous scenery of the provincial capital: "Three thousand mu, zero-profit meal distribution—this is not just business; this is politics! This is the will of the people! Now someone wants to move this project, wants to move this Lin Yu. Zhenshan, tell me, should we help with this favor?"

Wang Zhenshan straightened his back: "Secretary Li, my attitude is very clear. Whoever dares to touch Junlin, I will touch them!"

Secretary Li nodded, picked up the phone, and dialed a number: "Old Zhao, come to my office for a moment. There is a matter regarding 'people's livelihood' that I want to discuss with you."

In a high-end teahouse in the province, Vice Governor Zhao hung up Secretary Li's phone with a pale face.

On the other end of the phone, Secretary Li's words were few, but every word weighed a thousand jin: "Comrade Liguo, the provincial discipline inspection commission has already intervened in Zhang Tieshan's matter. You must understand that in the face of the grand plan for people's livelihood, there is no 'richest man,' only 'criminals.' Do not drag yourself down for the sake of a Zhang Tieshan."

Vice Governor Zhao's hand trembled, and his teacup fell to the ground, shattering. He knew that the pawn, Zhang Tieshan, had to be abandoned.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove steadily along the familiar streets of Ze City.

Fatty held the steering wheel and glanced at Lin Yu in the backseat through the rearview mirror: "Old Lin, General Manager Xia is keeping a close eye on the renovation of Min Shi Wei Tian, so there certainly won't be any problems."

Lin Yu leaned back in his chair and rubbed his brow: "Ze City is our root. I have to see the place here myself to be at ease."

The car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the "Min Shi Wei Tian" restaurant.

Coming up from the stairs, they were already close to the restaurant's main entrance. Lin Yu suddenly stopped, took an empty cigarette pack from his pocket, and shook it.

"Yu Yi, Yu Er, you take the fruit up first and greet Xiaotang. I'm going to the supermarket next door to buy a pack of cigarettes."

"Understood, boss." The two bodyguards bowed and went ahead with the gift boxes.

Lin Yu turned and walked into the inconspicuous little supermarket next door.

"Boss, give me a pack of White Generals." Lin Yu called out familiarly.

There was no one behind the checkout counter; the owner seemed to have gone to the warehouse to stock goods. Just as he was about to call out, his peripheral vision caught a figure deep in the shelves.

It was an old man in his fifties or sixties, wearing an old, washed-out jacket, carrying a bag of noodles he had just bought, and walking slowly toward the checkout counter. He looked like the most ordinary customer.

"Boss, checking out." The old man walked to the counter, his voice hoarse.

Lin Yu replied casually: "The boss isn't here. I'm buying a pack of cigarettes too; let's settle it together later."

The old man slowly raised his head, and a flash of heart-stopping madness and deadliness suddenly appeared in those turbid eyes.

"Settle it together? Alright, let's go on the road together!"

Before the words fell, the hand the old man was holding the noodles with suddenly let go, and his other hand violently drew a cold, flashing dagger from his waist. Without any warning, he stabbed straight at Lin Yu's throat!

"Not good!"

Lin Yu had added attribute points, and his intuition had become sharp. The moment the old man's eyes changed, he smelled the killing intent. He moved sideways violently, and the dagger brushed past his carotid artery, bringing up a gust of wind!

"Damn it!"

Lin Yu reacted quickly; seeing things weren't going well, he wanted to rush out of the shop. But the supermarket was too small, and it was inconvenient to turn around. Although the old man was old, his movements were strangely flexible, clearly trained. The second slash followed immediately, aiming straight for Lin Yu's heart!

At the critical moment, a huge figure suddenly squeezed in.

"Old Lin, be careful!"

It was Fatty! He had just grabbed a few bottles of water from the freezer at the entrance and was about to go in to find Lin Yu when he happened to witness this scene.

"Pfft!"

A muffled sound.

Fatty didn't hesitate at all and directly used his own back to block in front of Lin Yu. The dagger slashed fiercely into the scapula of Fatty's left back, and blood instantly stained his flashy T-shirt red.

"Fatty!"

Lin Yu's eyes were about to split, and a monstrous fury rushed to his crown.

"Fuck you!"

Lin Yu supported the falling Fatty, turned around, and kicked the old man in the chest. This kick was delivered with anger, and the force was astonishing. The old man screamed and flew backward, knocking over the shelves behind him.

"Yu Yi! Yu Er!"

Lin Yu roared, dragging Fatty out.

The two bodyguards heard the commotion and instantly rushed out of the restaurant. Seeing that Lin Yu was fine but Fatty was covered in blood, the two of them immediately turned red-eyed, rushed up, and pinned the old man who was still trying to pounce on them to the ground, subduing him firmly.

"Lin Yu! God, what happened?"

Xia Xiaotang heard the noise outside and ran out, holding up her skirt. Seeing this scene, she was frightened out of her wits.

"I'm fine." Lin Yu's voice was as cold as ice. He looked at the shocking red on Fatty's back, his hands trembling slightly. "Fatty took a knife for me."

"My car! The Alphard is right by the road!" Xia Xiaotang reacted extremely quickly, immediately taking out her car keys. "Hurry, go to the hospital!"

Inside the Alphard business car, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense.

Xia Xiaotang pressed the accelerator to the floor, and the car sped recklessly through the streets of Ze City.

In the backseat, Lin Yu and Yu Yi supported Fatty. Fatty's face was pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat, but he was still able to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Old... Old Lin... *cough cough*... This is good, no need to lose weight... just bloodletting..."

"Shut up! Save your energy!" Lin Yu roared, his eyes red.

Yu Yi quickly tore open Fatty's clothes to check the wound, his brow furrowed: "Brother Yu, it shouldn't be a big problem. It's a slash wound. Although the cut is long, it didn't cut into the bone, and it didn't damage the artery. As long as the bleeding is stopped in time, there will be no life-threatening danger."

Hearing this, the heart Lin Yu had been holding finally relaxed a little.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Su Qingxue's number.

"Xiao Xue!" His voice was urgent and powerful. "Are you working right now? Go to the emergency department immediately and wait! Fatty is injured; he was slashed, and we are arriving at the Municipal Hospital immediately!"

On the other end of the phone, Su Qingxue only heard the four words "Fatty is injured" and said hurriedly: "Okay! Okay! I'm going over right now! Lin Yu, don't be anxious, I'll be there soon!"

Ten minutes later, Municipal Hospital Emergency Department.

Su Qingxue was wearing a nurse's uniform and had been waiting anxiously at the door. Seeing the car stop, she immediately rushed up.

"Here! Hurry!"

Lin Yu and Yu Yi carried Fatty and rushed into the emergency room following Su Qingxue. The on-duty doctor and nurses pushed a stretcher over to meet them.

"What happened? Where is the injury?" The doctor asked loudly while quickly checking Fatty's pupils.

"Back, knife slash, no internal organs damaged, heavy bleeding." Lin Yu explained the situation at a very fast speed. "I've already called the police, they will be here soon."

"Quick, send him to the debridement room! Prepare for sutures!"

The doctor made a decisive decision and pushed Fatty inside. Su Qingxue followed closely, preparing equipment while establishing an intravenous line for Fatty.

Lin Yu stood outside the glass window of the debridement room, watching the doctor use scissors to cut open Fatty's clothes, which were already soaked in blood, and repeatedly wash the wound with hydrogen peroxide and normal saline.

Fatty lay on the bed, twitching in pain, gritting his teeth without making a sound.

Lin Yu felt like he was being pricked by needles. He turned around, leaned his back against the cold wall, and dialed Tang Man's number.

"Hello! Manman."

"Boss! What's wrong? Your voice sounds off?" Tang Man keenly sensed something unusual.

"Fatty is injured, in the Municipal Hospital emergency room. Drive and bring Chen Huihui over." Lin Yu took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound as steady as possible. "Fatty isn't seriously injured, he just lost some blood. Don't be too anxious, don't scare Huihui."

"What?! Fatty is injured? Okay, I'll bring her over right away!" Tang Man's voice went up two octaves.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Yu looked at the busy figures in the debridement room, his eyes gradually becoming sinister.

"Yu Yi," he ordered the bodyguard at the door coldly, "have Yu Er check at the police station to see what the old man's background is. If he dares to touch my brother, I will make him rot in prison!"

The door to the emergency debridement room finally opened.

The doctor walked out, took off his mask, and nodded at Lin Yu, who was guarding the door: "The wound has been treated, and eight stitches were made. Fortunately, it didn't damage the lung lobes or nerves. The blood loss was a bit high, so he needs to be hospitalized for observation for two days and receive a blood transfusion."

"Thank you, doctor." Lin Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, and his entire tense nervous system finally relaxed.

Before long, the nurse pushed the stretcher and sent Fatty out. The anesthesia hadn't worn off yet, and Fatty was groggy, but he was still muttering: "Don't move... that's my braised pork..."

Lin Yu couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Glutton."

Everyone worked together to settle Fatty into a high-end single patient room. As a nurse in this hospital, Su Qingxue used her position to specifically choose the quietest room with the best lighting for Fatty and even brought two extra quilts.

Just after settling him in, a burst of hurried and messy high-heeled footsteps came from the corridor.

"Fatty! Where is Fatty?!"

Tang Man ran in front, panting, followed by Chen Huihui. Chen Huihui's face was deathly pale, and she wasn't even wearing a coat, obviously having rushed out like crazy the moment she received the call.

As soon as she saw Fatty, who was pale and had gauze on his back on the hospital bed, Chen Huihui's tears burst out instantly.

"Li... Li Hang! What happened to you!"