Chapter 135 Hidden Background [1st Update]

A rapid alarm sounded.

In a ward where only footsteps and breathing could be heard, it seemed unusually out of place.

The doctor in charge of monitoring Old Master Fu's heart pulse looked over and his expression changed instantly.

Although Mr. Fu's heartbeat was weak, it was still there, and the electrocardiogram image was very stable.

But now, the images on the electrocardiogram machine are all just a single line.

Cardiac arrest!

"Quickly!" The attending physician hurriedly took the defibrillator from the nurse and immediately began performing CPR on Mr. Fu.

**

Outside the ICU.

After scolding Fu Yichen, Madam Fu walked back to Fu Mingcheng's side and lowered her voice to the lowest level: "Mingcheng, I'm afraid the old man really won't make it this time."

Everyone knows that Grandpa Fu's health is very poor.

He experienced famine and disaster, and Shanghai was a very turbulent city at that time.

While covering a junior's escape, Old Master Fu was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Fortunately, Mu Heqing, the head of the Mu family in the capital, happened to be in Shanghai at the time and managed to save Old Master Fu.

However, this also caused him to develop some serious health problems.

With the Fu family's resources, he could have recovered his health.

The problem arose 20 years ago.

For some unknown reason, Old Master Fu's health deteriorated rapidly once again.

Over the years, he has been kept alive entirely by the hospital's expensive medications.

Three years ago, everyone in Shanghai said that with the passing of Old Master Fu, the city's political landscape would be in great turmoil.

But no one expected that these three years would actually be the three years in which Old Master Fu was in the best health.

Fu Mingcheng's expression was inscrutable: "After all these years of torment, it's time for the old man to rest."

How could he not know who Old Master Fu had been holding on for until now?

Just as the Fu family members were divided, the ICU door opened, and a nurse hurriedly came out.

"Where are the relatives?" she asked anxiously, waving a piece of paper in her hand. "Critical illness notice, please sign it."

Upon hearing this, the Fu family's expressions changed instantly.

This isn't the first time the hospital has issued a critical condition notice, but this time it's the fastest.

In the end, Old Master Fu still came to this point.

"Here." Fu Mingcheng took the critical condition notice, glanced at it, and prepared to sign it.

But he had only written one stroke of his surname when footsteps suddenly sounded at the end of the corridor.

It was rushed, yet very orderly.

Fu Mingcheng looked up and was taken aback.

The leader was a young man, followed by several bodyguards and a group of doctors.

But those doctors were clearly not from the First Hospital.

Before even arriving at the ICU, the young man didn't look at Fu Mingcheng, but directly ordered the people behind him: "Start the transfer now."

Before the Fu family could react, the group of doctors had already entered the ICU.

Not long after, they pushed Old Master Fu out of bed and rushed him out.

"What are you doing?!" Fu Mingcheng exclaimed in shock and anger. "Who are you people? You think you can just transfer my father to another hospital like that? Why should I let you take my father away?"

"You're useless." The young man turned around and sneered, "You can't save the old man here, but you can try to stop us."

Fu Mingcheng's expression changed.

He seemed to remember something, but instead of stepping forward, he stood there with his fists clenched, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.

Those bodyguards were tall and burly, so the other members of the Fu family dared not go over.

The young man took a few steps, then stopped.

His gaze swept over the Fu family members, finally settling on Fu Yichen.

“Take him with you.”

Fu Yichen was still in shock when he was dragged away by two bodyguards, without even a chance to struggle.

This tactic stunned the rest of the Fu family.

"Yichen!" Madam Fu's face paled, and she chased after him. "Where are you taking my son?"

"Madam Fu, don't worry." The young man turned around and smiled slightly. "As long as the old master is alright, your second son will definitely bring him back to you safe and sound. But if anything happens to the old master—"

He raised his hand and made a cutting motion at his throat: "You just wait and see."

Madam Fu's vision went black, and she fainted.

The hospital was in a flurry of activity again.

Madam Fu finally regained consciousness, grabbed Fu Mingcheng, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mingcheng, those people, were they... were they..."

“It must be that group of people.” Fu Mingcheng’s gaze was deep. “They haven’t shown up for three years, but now they’re back.”

He sent people to investigate, but they couldn't even find the names of these people.

Over the past three years, he had asked Old Master Fu about it, but Old Master Fu always pretended to be clueless and couldn't explain it clearly.

Recalling what happened twenty years ago, Fu Mingcheng's expression turned even uglier.

**

Ten minutes later.

Eastern part of Shanghai.

This is a private hospital.

Three years ago, Mr. Fu was also transferred here, and that's how he was able to recover.

This group of doctors came from O continent, and some of them are top-tier internationally.

Even so, they were somewhat helpless in dealing with Old Master Fu's condition.

If it were just a common illness, that would be fine, but the problem lies in the poison in Old Master Fu's body.

Unheard of, unseen.

Needless to say, there's no way to solve it.

"Young Master, it's still not working. As soon as our people come into contact with the toxins in the old man's body, those toxins become extremely active." The young man frowned. "I suspect it's because the side that poisoned him discovered it."

They had already determined that the toxin in Old Master Fu's body was definitely a poison created by a poison master.

Furthermore, he will undoubtedly be among the top five on the Poison Master list!

The poisons created by these top-ranked poison masters are all very distinctive.

Moreover, only they themselves possess the antidote.

Even the third-ranked poison master might not be able to counteract the poison concocted by the fourth-ranked master.

The poison in Old Master Fu's body is somewhat similar to the Gu poison of the Miao ethnic group in China; it is alive.

This time, it truly came back to life.

Therefore, as soon as a doctor makes a move to remove the poison, the poison master can detect it directly through the toxin.

Previously, they had asked the third-ranked poison master on the NOK forum for help, but they still couldn't get rid of the poison.

As for the Poison Master who ranked second, he has never appeared on the NOK forum and has no account, but there are still traces of him.

They suspected that the poison in Old Master Fu's body was concocted by the second-ranked poison master, but whether it was actually him who administered it remained unknown.

The Anonymous hacker alliance tracked down the second-ranked Poison Master, but ended up killing several hackers instead.

This is even when they are several kilometers apart.

If the second-ranked poison master is already this terrifying, how can the first-ranked poison master be any more formidable?

Unfortunately, the top-ranked poison master has not even been found.

Many experts on the NOK forum have confirmed that there is no such thing as a number one ranking.

Fu Yunshen's expression remained unchanged, but the aura around him was extremely low.

Her usually smiling, peach-blossom eyes gradually turned icy.

How confident are you?

This time, the toxin has come back to life, clearly attracting the attention of the poison master.

As long as it's not removed, it's fine.

Even if he's eliminated, the poison master will surely make his move.

Fu Yunshen also believed that Ying Zijin could solve the problem, but this would involve her as well.

However, he didn't want to implicate anyone else.

He didn't care; he was willing to give his life for it.

I wanted to wait until the toxins were at their most stable before clearing them out, but who knew they would come on so fiercely.

The young man paused for a moment before uttering with difficulty: "0.01 percent".

The probability is practically zero.

Not to mention, even surgeries with a 90% success rate can fail.

Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall with one hand, his eyelashes drooping.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly.

When I looked up again, the smile on my lips had vanished, replaced by a coldness.

He said, "Take me to the operating room."

The young man was taken aback and blurted out, "Young Master!"

He knew that the reason for Old Master Fu's poisoning was related to Fu Yunshen.

That incident twenty years ago...

Nobody wants to bring it up.

"Young Master, the Old Master certainly doesn't want you to sacrifice your life for him. He did it all for you," the young man urged anxiously. "Besides, even if you transfer the poison into your own body, the Old Master's heart meridian has already been eroded by the poison, and it won't..."

Fu Yunshen glanced at him and repeated, "Send me in."

The tone left no room for argument.

The young man knew he had neither the reason nor the ability to stop it, so he had no choice but to agree.

The doctors simply followed orders and couldn't say anything.

The operating room was divided into two sides by curtains.

Old Master Fu's body was already depleted and could no longer satisfy those toxins.

A young body, just right.

It requires almost no effort.

The doctors set up the equipment, adjusted the indicators, and prepared to transfer the toxins.

The young man was anxious and angry outside the operating room. He took out his phone to call Ozhou.

But then, a figure entered from outside the gate.

His steps were hurried, clearly indicating a sense of urgency.

The young man heard the voice, looked up, and froze in place.

"You...you are..."

(End of this chapter)