3: Chapter 3 "You dare touch my people?!"

Su Muxue held the medical chart.

She noticed Lin Yuan's direct gaze but didn't pay it any mind.

She had seen plenty of men like him.

"The patient in VIP3 has acute gastroenteritis. The vice president asked me to help register him; handle the registration when you finish your current task."

Su Muxue walked past Lin Yuan, tore a page directly from the medical chart, and shoved it to the nurse.

After speaking, she turned and walked away.

Lin Yuan did not step forward to pester her. In his previous life, countless people had wanted to win Su Muxue over, even if it meant being a kept man.

But in the end, they would all be rejected by the Ice Empress, and some were even pierced through by ice arrows.

Vice president, gastroenteritis, City Center Hospital.

Several keywords collided in his mind, and a piece of news that had shocked Jiangcheng in his previous life surfaced:

The mayor's only son concealed his medical history and was misdiagnosed with gastroenteritis by the City Center Hospital's vice president, leading to his death on the spot.

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at Su Muxue's tall, slender back.

"The mayor's son does not have simple gastroenteritis."

"He concealed his medical history."

Su Muxue turned back abruptly.

The mayor's only son was indeed staying in room VIP3, but the hospital kept patient identities absolutely confidential!

"Who are you? On what grounds are you criticizing the diagnosis?"

"Believe it or not, that's up to you. But if you continue the IV drip for gastroenteritis, he will be dead within half an hour."

After saying this, Lin Yuan turned his head and ignored her.

To fish, you must first bait the water.

Su Muxue stood in place. Her expression didn't change, but she gripped the medical chart in her hand tighter.

She didn't believe the ramblings of a stranger.

But the phrase "concealed medical history" accurately stepped on the minefield that the emergency department feared most.

She paused for only two seconds before turning and walking quickly toward the inpatient area.

The elevator was stuck on the fifteenth floor and wouldn't come down.

Several elderly people in wheelchairs waiting in line had already started cursing.

Su Muxue decisively pushed open the door to the fire exit.

She ran in her flat leather shoes all the way to the thirteenth floor in one breath, the hem of her white coat already soaked with sweat.

Breathing heavily, she had just turned the corner of the corridor.

"The patient is in shock! The heart rate is fading!"

A terrified scream came from the special care nurse inside the ward.

The vice president had already gone to a meeting after giving the medical orders.

Only an intern with strong connections was left at the scene.

"Defibrillator! Quickly, get the defibrillator!" the intern's voice was trembling.

"Stop!"

Su Muxue slammed the ward door open with a bang and shouted to stop them.

The monitor flashed with blinding red lights, and the harsh alarm echoed in the room.

Lin Yuan's words from earlier, "He will be dead within half an hour," flashed through her mind.

"Stop all volume expansion infusions! Absolutely do not use the defibrillator!"

"But the vice president said..." the intern was dumbfounded.

"I'll take responsibility if anything happens! Push the patient to get an enhanced CT scan immediately! Quickly!" Su Muxue shouted.

Fifteen minutes later.

Radiology Department.

Several doctors stared at the freshly printed CT scan, their scalps tingling.

The vascular intima had already torn, and blood was rushing madly into the false lumen, likely to rupture completely at any moment.

"If we had continued the IV or used the defibrillator just now... this person would already be dead."

The director of thoracic surgery wiped away a cold sweat and looked at Su Muxue,

"Director Su, you truly have eyes like torches!"

Su Muxue leaned against the corridor wall, the shirt on her back sticking tightly to her skin.

She didn't speak, her mind filled entirely with that man's cold, ruthless gaze.

Ten minutes later.

Su Muxue went downstairs to the nurse's station.

Lin Yuan had already left.

"What was the name of the man who processed his discharge earlier?"

The nurse tapped on the keyboard, "Director Su, his name is Lin Yuan, minor concussion from a car accident."

Su Muxue took out her phone and noted down Lin Yuan's number.

That man hadn't just saved the mayor's son; he had also indirectly saved her career.

Who exactly was he?

[Ding! Target Su Muxue (Appearance 90), Favorability +2%, Current Favorability 2%.]

...

Afternoon in Jiangcheng.

Lin Yuan drove straight to the most famous old hot pot restaurant in Jiangcheng.

The car accident yesterday had nearly cost him his life, and the 4S dealership manager had been terrified.

He had spent the night arranging for an identical george patton SUV to be driven to the hospital as a replacement vehicle for Lin Yuan, his VIP client.

The hot pot restaurant was bustling with noise.

Lin Yuan picked up a piece of tripe, rolled it a few times in the boiling red oil, and popped it directly into his mouth.

Scalding hot and spicy.

In the apocalypse, the value of this hot pot meal could be traded for a beautiful young wife, even if she already had a man.

Of course, whether she would betray him was another story.

Having experienced the apocalypse, Lin Yuan ate with a particularly ferocious demeanor, drawing side-glances from others.

He ate while making a list in his mind.

The seeds on Su Muxue's side had already been planted.

With someone like the Ice Empress, pushing too hard would only be counterproductive.

Next, more important than women was a fortress.

The villa was given to Shen Qingyue; that place had poor terrain and dense population, making it completely unsuitable for an apocalypse fortress.

Food, medicine, weapons, energy, water purification systems... the workload was ridiculously large.

He couldn't possibly handle everything personally.

After all, he still had to intercept Superpowers.

Lin Yuan put down his chopsticks and took a sip of plum juice.

The icy sweet and sour taste suppressed the spiciness in his mouth.

He opened his phone contacts.

In the three years of marriage, his social circle had almost entirely revolved around Shen Qingyue.

Most of his connections were either interest-based links or entangled in unclear relationships with his ex-wife.

If he absolutely had to find someone capable and trustworthy...

A petite figure appeared in Lin Yuan's mind.

Su Xiaonuan.

The secretary who had been with him for two years.

Less than 1.6 meters tall, with a pure, loli-like face.

Timid.

Socially anxious in the workplace.

If scolded by a leader, she could stare at her fingers for a long time.

But at work, she had an almost instinctive obedience to Lin Yuan's instructions.

More importantly, she had proven herself with her life in his previous life.

In the previous life, the apocalypse broke out.

Lin Yuan was trapped in the company.

Everyone else went their separate ways, but only Su Xiaonuan stuck with him tightly.

In the end, to cover his retreat,

that girl who usually screamed at the sight of a cockroach actually picked up broken glass from the floor, slashed her wrist, and ran in the opposite direction!

At that time, she was crying with tears all over her face, yet she was still shouting.

"Mr. Lin, run!"

Thinking of that scene, a ripple finally appeared in the depths of Lin Yuan's eyes.

Very faint.

But it was real.

He took out his phone and pressed Su Xiaonuan's name.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

"Hello... Mr. Lin..."

The background noise was extremely chaotic.

One could vaguely hear words like "Get out," "Security," and "Don't touch me."

"Where are you?"

"Mr. Lin... I... I am at the company."

It turned out that ten minutes ago, Shen Qingyue had returned to the company and started targeting Lin Yuan's people directly.

As Lin Yuan's secretary, Su Xiaonuan bore the brunt of it.

She was forcibly accused of "leaking company secrets" and fired on the spot.

She was currently being expelled by security, and they wouldn't even let her take her personal belongings.

Lin Yuan's expression formed a stark contrast with the steam from the hot pot in front of him.

He stood up.

He threw a few hundred-dollar bills on the table without even taking the change.

He strode out of the hot pot restaurant.

...

Xinghui Group headquarters building.

First-floor lobby.

To facilitate the expulsion, all the turnstiles were opened.

The head of security, Wang Qiang, stood in the middle of the crowd, his leather shoes polished to a shine, his face wearing the smugness of someone wielding a feather as a command arrow.

Su Xiaonuan was pushed to the ground.

She wasn't holding her own bag.

She was clutching a storage box tightly to her chest.

Inside it were the project documents that Lin Yuan usually annotated.

The surrounding area was filled with onlookers from the staff.

Colleagues who used to call her "Sister Nuannuan" every other sentence had all shut their mouths at this moment.

Some were looking down at their phones.

Some were pretending to look elsewhere.

Others were secretly holding up their phones to record video.

Not a single person stood up.

Wang Qiang sighed, putting on a look of being in a difficult position.

"Secretary Su, we don't want to make things this ugly either."

"But you also know that Lin Yuan withdrew the funds, causing everyone to not even know where to collect their salaries this month."

"As his number one lackey, it's already merciful of President Shen not to make you pay for the damages."

Su Xiaonuan knelt on the ground.

The cold air from the air conditioner made her shoulders tremble.

But her two hands were still clutching that storage box tightly.

"You are talking nonsense."

Her eyes were red, but her voice was firmer than usual.

"The company was built up by Mr. Lin single-handedly."

"Without Mr. Lin, you would eventually ruin the company!"

The lobby went quiet for a moment.

The expressions of several employees changed.

These words were too true.

True enough to be ear-piercing.

Wang Qiang's face darkened, thinking of the task Shen Qingyue had entrusted to him.

Hardening his heart, he walked up to Su Xiaonuan.

"Still quite loyal."

"What, do you think he will come back to save you now?"

"Fine."

"Let's see how long you can remain loyal."

As he finished speaking.

Wang Qiang raised his leather shoe and stomped hard on the back of Su Xiaonuan's hand.

"Ah—!"

Su Xiaonuan screamed in pain, tears gushing out instantly.

The storage box she was protecting fell to the ground, and the documents scattered everywhere.

Seeing those documents being stepped on and dirtied, Su Xiaonuan's tears fell even more fiercely.

She wanted to pick them up.

But Wang Qiang kicked them away.

"President Shen said it! Non-employees cannot stay in the company! Whoever dares to help her is going against the company!"

Several security guards immediately stepped forward, roughly grabbing Su Xiaonuan's arms and dragging her toward the door.

Su Xiaonuan turned pale from the pain.

Even though she was clearly trembling all over from fear, she didn't know where she found the strength; she lowered her head and bit down on a security guard's wrist.

"Damn it! Are you a dog?!"

The security guard was furious and raised his palm—

Bang—!

An explosive sound tore through the entire lobby.

The two-meter-high tempered glass door of the company lobby was smashed by an SUV.

Countless glass shards flew like a rainstorm, scattering all over the floor.

A hot breeze poured in through the broken doorway.

Everyone in the lobby froze.

Amidst the mess.

Lin Yuan stepped off the car, treading on the glass shards.

"You dare to touch my person?!"