The medical team immediately checked on the guests in the hall.

Soon, the leading doctor came to report, "Mr. Zhuo, these guests are only temporarily unconscious, their vital signs are stable, and they are not in danger of death."

Zhuo Lin breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Send all the guests to Kangrui Hospital for a comprehensive examination. Remember, keep the news secret and no one is allowed to reveal a single word to the outside world."

"I understand." The doctor nodded and turned to direct the medical staff and secret guards to transfer the guests.

Zhuo Lin glanced at the three people who were being controlled, Shi Zhengfeng, Ryan, and Yun Feiyang, and said coldly, "Lock them in the dark room and wait for the patriarch to wake up before dealing with them."

Shi Zhengfeng struggled and shouted, "Zhuo Lin! I am the Second Master of the Shi Family! How dare you do this to me?"

Zhuo Lin didn't even look at him, "Take him away."

After handling the scene, he walked over to Shi Heng and saw that he was still holding the wedding dress tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

Zhuo Lin lowered his voice and said, "Master, I'll take you back to the old house to rest first."

Shi Heng slowly raised his head, his eyes empty, "Let's go back to the villa."

"But your injuries..."

"I said, go back to the villa... I want to go back to our home." Shi Heng's voice was hoarse but unquestionable.

Zhuo Lin didn't dare to say anything more, so he lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'll arrange a car right away."

An hour later, the convoy arrived at the villa.

Shi Heng went straight upstairs holding the wedding dress and slammed the bedroom door.

Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the old house, ran over in a panic and grabbed Zhuo Lin. "What...what's going on? Why did the young master come back covered in blood?"

He stamped his feet anxiously, "Isn't today the day of the young master's wedding? Madam was leading us in decorating the place yesterday, why is it now..."

Uncle Wang's eyes suddenly widened, his voice trembling, "Where's the young mistress? Why can't I see the bride?"

Zhuo Lin's face was gloomy, and he lowered his voice and said, "Something went wrong at the wedding. The master and his wife have been sent to the hospital. They are not in danger of life for the time being."

Uncle Wang's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhuo Lin held him and said, "Don't disturb the young master yet. Leave him alone."

Uncle Wang nodded with red eyes.

Zhuo Lin immediately called two secret guards and said, "Stay outside the bedroom door and report any movement immediately."

Afterwards, he dispatched more than ten elite guards to surround the villa. After ensuring that everything was safe, he rushed to Kangrui Hospital with his confidants.

One hour later, in the VIP ward.

"Master, you're awake."

Zhuo Lin stepped forward quickly, his voice low, "The wedding scene has been brought under control. But..."

He hesitated for a moment. "What the surveillance camera captured is truly unbelievable."

Shi Zhengyang rubbed his temples. He only remembered that his vision suddenly went dark when his son took the oath, and he had no idea what happened afterwards.

"Show me the surveillance."

When the screen on the tablet computer showed the scene of Gu Youran disappearing in the golden light and Shi Heng kneeling on the ground and roaring, Shi Zhengyang's hands began to tremble violently.

He knew his son too well. Such a blow...

"Where is Ah Heng now?"

"The young master has locked himself in his bedroom. I have arranged for my most capable secret guard to guard him."

Shi Zhengyang forced himself to remain calm and asked, "How did you explain it to the outside world?"

"A notice has been issued stating that someone released anesthetic gas at the wedding, causing guests to pass out. The dinner at the Emperor's Club has been cancelled. All media outlets have been warned not to report anything."

"Where's Shi Zhengfeng?"

"Isolated in the basement, awaiting sentencing."

Shi Zhengyang nodded solemnly, "You handled it very well. The most important thing now is to block the news and never let the outside world know the truth."

…

Meanwhile, outside the Emperor Club, dozens of reporters and hundreds of fans were still waiting.

They were eagerly awaiting the appearance of the newlyweds.

"Didn't they say that a dinner would be held here after the wedding ceremony? Why is there no movement yet?" asked a female reporter with a ponytail.

The colleague carrying the camera next to him glanced at his watch and said, "It's already 8 o'clock in the evening. He should have come out long ago."

At this moment, a young man wearing black-framed glasses suddenly exclaimed, "Look! The Shi Group's official website has been updated!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated, and everyone lowered their heads to check their phones.

A brief announcement was prominently displayed on the homepage of the Shi Group's official website:

Due to deliberate sabotage at the wedding ceremony, the dinner originally scheduled for the Emperor Club has been cancelled to ensure the safety of all guests. Thank you to all media friends for your concern.

"What? Cancelled?"

A short-haired girl cried out in frustration, "I came all the way here just to see my idol, Lenna..."

Her words were interrupted by the sound of sudden brakes.

Three black business cars stopped at the entrance of the club, and more than a dozen security personnel in uniform walked out quickly.

"Dear media friends, please go back."

The leading security captain announced loudly, "There will be no activities tonight, everyone please disperse."

"Excuse me, what happened?" A male reporter squeezed forward. "Were any guests injured?"

The security captain replied expressionlessly, "No comment. Please cooperate with us and do not gather here."

Soon, the crowd gathered at the entrance of the Emperor Club gradually dispersed.

…

It was a dark night, Shi Heng was lying alone on the carpet in his bedroom, surrounded by darkness.

He didn't turn on the light, as if darkness could hide the pain in his eyes.

He held Gu Youran's wedding dress tightly in his arms. The scent of her usual perfume still lingered on it. The faint scent of gentian mixed with the smell of blood made him feel as if she was still by his side.

Suddenly, a tiny light appeared in the darkness.

Shi Heng turned his head suddenly and his eyes fell on the transparent glass bottle on the dressing table.

It contained the yellow paper talisman that Gu Youran had obtained from Jing'an Temple.

At this moment, there was no fire, but it was igniting on its own, emitting a faint golden light.

He stumbled to his feet, grabbed the glass bottle, and unscrewed the lid.

The talisman burned slowly in the glass bottle, but the ashes did not scatter. Instead, they floated in the glass bottle, as if pulled by some force.

"The day the talisman is destroyed is the day when karma is reborn."

These were the last words the abbot of Jing'an Temple said to Gu Youran after giving her the talisman.

Shi Heng's heart began to beat violently.

He took out his phone with trembling hands, "Mark, prepare a private plane immediately. I'm going to Cloud City now."

After hanging up the phone, he carefully placed the wedding dress on the bed, changed his bloodstained clothes, and walked out of the bedroom holding the glass bottle.

…

At the same time, in the VIP ward of the Department of Neurology at Yuncheng First Hospital.

“Ding ding ding—”

The ECG monitor suddenly sounded a rapid alarm.

The nurse on duty rushed into the ward and was stunned by the scene before her.

Su Niannian, the patient who had been in a coma for forty days, was now looking around blankly with his eyes open.

"Can you hear me?" the nurse pressed the call bell.

The woman on the bed slowly turned her head, her eyes empty. "Where is this? Who are you?"