Yin Chengjue didn't leave; he simply turned in another direction to find the doctor and inquire about Feng Chengda's specific condition.

He was now more interested in why Feng Chengda had ended up in the ICU, since this was something that had never happened in his previous life. As for Su Zi and her illegitimate child, even if Yin Chengjue did nothing, they were already like rats in the street. Therefore, Yin Chengjue was determined not to give them any chance to play the victim in front of him.

"He suffered a severe blow to the head?" Yin Chengjue frowned slightly as he looked at the X-ray image the doctor had given him. "Who hit him?"

"His family, who brought him here, said that they encountered a group of thugs on the road. They didn't rob them, but just beat them up. They suspect that this was a case of hiring someone to kill him," the doctor said.

Yin Chengjue: "Did you call the police?"

At this point, the doctor's expression became somewhat complicated: "They believed they had guessed who hired the hitman, but they dared not call the police, saying they were afraid of retaliation from the person who hired him..."

Yin Chengjue paused: "So you didn't report it to the police?"

The doctor sighed, "The patient's family is protesting strongly and won't let us call the police, otherwise they'll cause trouble. What can we do?"

Speaking of the patient's family, the doctor glanced at Yin Chengjue again: "You said you are the patient's son, so were those two people your mother and brother? You should advise them that in this kind of situation, the only way to resolve it is to call the police."

Hearing the doctor's words, Yin Chengjue's thoughts shifted slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his lips: "Alright, then let's call the police."

"That's more like it." The doctor patted Yin Chengjue on the shoulder.

“However, those two are not my family members. They are my father’s mistress and illegitimate child. My mother found out about this and is going through the divorce process,” Yin Chengjue said.

The doctor's hand suddenly froze.

Yin Chengjue said again, "Let's call the police. They probably think that my mother and I ordered someone to beat them up. That's a huge misunderstanding. Let the police investigate the case thoroughly. Otherwise, they'll just use their words to smear us."

The doctor then realized what Yin Chengjue meant and finally understood why Su Zi and Feng Changheng were arguing and trying to stop them from calling the hospital.

So it turns out they wanted to use the patient to frame someone else.

The doctor shook his head, thinking to himself: Hospitals can cure patients, but they can't cure the human heart; this thing is just too complicated.

Su Zi and Feng Changheng were still pretending to be bullied by Yin Chengjue in front of the ICU, complaining to the reporters from those private newspapers and trying to pin the blame on Yin He and Yin Chengjue. Little did they know that Yin Chengjue had already called the police, and their clumsy slander would soon be crushed to dust by the evidence.

Yin Chengjue took the elevator down to the basement level. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he was bumped into by a dark figure!

Yin Chengjue was preoccupied with his own thoughts and was not paying attention, almost getting knocked back into the elevator.

Fortunately, he managed to regain his balance and move slightly away from the elevator door.

Looking down, I saw a man wearing a long brown coat, sunglasses, and a large mask lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

I don't know how his sunglasses stayed in place; even after he fell, they were still firmly on, steadfastly protecting his appearance.

The guy who hit him fell down on his own. Yin Chengjue was speechless. He was about to ask if the other person was alright when his gaze suddenly stopped when he swept over the two moles on the other person's neck.

This is the person Yin Chengjue dreams about so much that he feels nauseous—Ming Qian!

"Sorry, are you alright?" Wearing sunglasses and a mask, Ming Qian got up from the ground, picked up the hat that had fallen to the side, and froze instantly when her eyes met Yin Chengjue's.

The Fengchengda incident has been making headlines online these past few days, and Yin Chengjue's face has been appearing in the news quite frequently.

Mingqian secretly looked at her phone during training, so she naturally recognized this face. In fact, because of Feng Changheng, she even deeply hated Yin Chengjue's face.

However, looking at pictures of Yin Chengjue downloaded from the Yin family's official website online is still somewhat different from seeing the real person in person.

Especially when she met Yin Chengjue's dark and cold eyes, Ming Qian felt a chill run down her spine for no reason, and even forgot what she originally wanted to do.

"You're blocking my way." Yin Chengjue clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, but he managed to squeeze out the words through gritted teeth before shoving Ming Qian's shoulder aside and striding toward his car.

"You!" Mingqian was a little annoyed: "How can you be like this!"

His response was a loud "bang" as the door slammed shut.

Mingqian gritted her teeth secretly, her opinion of this arrogant playboy dropping even further.

He only had the opportunity to come out this time because the production team of the show gave them a few days off to rest at home. After all, they had been training intensely for so many days, and the production team was worried that the trainees' bodies couldn't handle it. It wouldn't be good if they ended up in the hospital from exhaustion during practice matches.

Mingqian was anxious to find Feng Changheng, and upon learning that Feng Changheng was in the hospital, he couldn't wait a moment longer and came over.

He just wanted to ask Feng Changheng why he didn't hire online trolls to vote for him during the performance, and why there was such a big gap between his votes and those of the top ten.

He was preoccupied with this matter on his way here, which is why he didn't notice Yin Chengjue who had just come out of the elevator.

Now that Yin Chengjue was gone, he recovered from his stiff state and, without caring about what happened to Yin Chengjue, quickly got on the elevator.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a group of uniformed police officers leading the constantly resisting and shouting Feng Changheng and the screaming Su Zi towards him.

In that instant, Mingqian's body reacted faster than his brain—he immediately lowered the brim of his hat, hid behind other people who were also riding the elevator, and moved aside.

Feng Changheng was so busy explaining himself to the police that he didn't notice Ming Qian's small figure hidden in the crowd.

After they took the elevator down, the onlookers started talking amongst themselves, while Mingqian's face, hidden under her mask, turned deathly pale.

His mind was buzzing, and he was a little dazed.

He didn't know what had happened to Feng Changheng or why he had been arrested so suddenly. His mind was in complete chaos, but one thing broke through the confusion and clearly emerged in his mind—what should he do if Feng Changheng fell? How could he debut if he didn't boost his votes?

Mingqian pressed her baseball cap down hard to hide her panicked expression.

But soon, that helpless look in his eyes gradually became firm.

Not enough. One Feng Changheng is far from enough.

If he wants to debut in a group, establish himself in the entertainment industry, and climb to the top, relying solely on a despised illegitimate child is completely insufficient!

Mingqian couldn't help but recall that on the day of his first public performance, after everyone had finished performing and were waiting for the training camp's shuttle bus to take them back, some people secretly slipped business cards into their pockets.

Mingqian initially disdained these business cards, but he noticed that the name on one of them looked familiar. It belonged to a relatively well-known director in the industry, so he inexplicably kept the business card.

Looking at the elevator entrance where Feng Changheng disappeared, Mingqian pondered for a long time before finally making up her mind.

Yin Chengjue's good mood was completely ruined by the collision in the underground parking garage.

After returning home, he went straight to the equipment room and punched the sandbag for two hours, automatically replacing Mingqian's face with the sandbag in his mind.

Sweating profusely, Yin Chengjue grabbed a towel to wipe himself, then picked up his phone from the side. Only then did he notice a red number appear in a chat window that had been silent ever since adding him.

Yin Chengjue's fingers clicked the dialog box faster than his brain could process it—

A giant fish spreads its wings: [Video]

Big Fish Spreads Its Wings: Sir, this is the full version of the dance I promised you. [Salted Fish Pokes.jpg]

Big Fish Spreads Its Wings: Sir, the production team gave us a five-day holiday. I can use my phone for five days! [Salty fish laughing so hard it's blurry.jpg]

Yin Chengjue understood. No wonder he saw Ming Qian earlier; it turned out that his brother's debut had given them a break.

After the first performance, it's definitely necessary to take some time to adjust.

Yin Chengjue opened the video, but before watching it, he clicked to favorite and download it. Then he replied to Rong Yu, "Get some rest and eat more."

After the message was sent, they replied with a picture almost instantly.

The small picture was all red. Yin Chengjue clicked on it out of curiosity and found that it was a big pot of fiery red hot pot filled with chili peppers.

Big Fish Spreading Its Wings: Eating hot pot, it truly is the best of the best! [Salty fish laughing so hard it's blurry.jpg]

Yin Chengjue had just returned from outside and started hitting the sandbag. He worked up a sweat and needed to replenish his energy when he suddenly faced a large pot of hot pot that looked so spicy it made his mouth water. His stomach immediately started growling uncontrollably.

Who knew that Rong Yu wasn't done yet? She sent over several more pictures of food, and coincidentally, they were all Yin Chengjue's favorite dishes.

Yin Chengjue's stomach: "Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

Yin Chengjue slowly typed with his fingertips.

Dig three feet into the ground: I'm getting hungry just looking at this, I haven't eaten yet.

Yin Chengjue's resentment was so strong it seemed he could reach through the screen and grab food from the hot pot.

Big Fish Spreads Its Wings: Here, I'll feed you through the screen.

A giant fish spreading its wings: [Image]

The picture shows a pair of chopsticks holding a slice of freshly cooked mutton, the slice coated with bright red chili peppers, making it look incredibly appetizing.

Dig three feet into the ground: How can you eat it through a screen? You should just go to the venue and eat it there.

Big Fish Spreads Its Wings: Hahaha, come on! Anyway, I'm eating alone now. Those disloyal friends are either busy with blind dates or on their way to one. I spent most of the day on WeChat Moments trying to find someone to date, but I couldn't get anyone. [Sighing like a salted fish.jpg]

Yin Chengjue had been looking for time to meet with Rong Yu to discuss the contract, and now that he had the opportunity, he readily agreed.

Dig three feet into the ground: You said it yourself, send me the address.

Big Fish Spreads Its Wings: [Address]

A long chapter this weekend! I'm begging for your votes and recommendations!