Chapter 245 Like a Dead Fish
The object gleaming coldly in his hand stabbed straight at Su Xi's chest.
Su Xi never expected that someone would do such a thing in broad daylight without any attempt to hide. It was too late to hide.
She clutched her abdomen tightly, the sharp knife suddenly magnified in her pupils, and her heart almost stopped.
The moment she closed her eyes, only one thought occupied her mind. She wanted to stay alive to tell the doctor that she wanted to save the baby.
The expected excruciating pain did not come; instead, the sound of the man falling to the ground filled the air.
Su Xi opened her eyes, panting heavily, her eyes filled with surprise and shock.
The once menacing assailant was now pinned to the ground by the bodyguard captain, his arms twisted behind his back. His face was contorted in pain. The knife in his hand had been taken from him.
"Miss Su, are you alright?"
Su Xi was still somewhat shaken, but the man was calm and composed.
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Yes, I need to report something. Miss Su, please wait a moment."
"good."
The lookout saw Sang Biao captured on the spot and ran for miles in one breath. He only dared to make a phone call when there was no one around.
Upon learning that the mission had failed and that the old man had been captured alive, his blood pressure spiked dramatically, and his face turned ashen.
"Useless! All of you are good-for-nothings! Good-for-nothings!"
The old man suddenly collapsed onto the sofa, his chest heaving violently, his breathing labored like a broken bellows.
The old lady immediately called the family doctor, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. How could something that should have been a sure thing have failed? She was completely baffled.
The family doctor arrived and gave the old man an injection. Only then did the old man catch his breath. He was panting and staring into the void, his cloudy eyes filled with ruthlessness.
He thought his plan was foolproof, but it fell apart so suddenly. It must be Feng Jue. He really is his good son.
The old man's fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and almost all the knuckles were exposed.
He instructed Liu Yufeng to deliberately cause trouble and lure Su Xi out. The reason he acted when Su Xi was leaving was because he was under immense mental tension and extremely sensitive to his surroundings when he arrived. By the time he left, the problem was solved, and he was at his most relaxed.
He had considered every detail, but he never expected that Su Xi's bodyguard would be a top-notch martial arts expert with such agility.
He had clearly calculated everything without missing a single detail; it was all because of that traitor, Feng Jue! If Feng Hanhai hadn't been such an incompetent fool, he would have already turned against this disobedient son.
"Old man, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Wait! I want to see just how heartless and ruthless this good son we've cherished since he was little can be."
The thought that her beloved son would go against his parents for such a woman made the old lady's heart suddenly pound violently. Her face contorted in pain, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She immediately called the family doctor to examine her.
Chaos erupted in the living room.
Bo Licheng stood there with Su Xi, his eyes filled with lingering fear and relief. The two communicated only with their eyes, without disturbing the bodyguard's phone call.
Sang Biao's back was pressed down hard by the man's iron-like knee, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Shock and bewilderment were still frozen on his face, and a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.
He truly didn't expect to be so easily defeated when he was so certain of victory; he didn't even know what had happened.
The employer didn't say that Su Xi had such a highly skilled person by her side; it's practically a scam.
Whether from anger or pain, Sang Biao's eyes were red and misty.
After the bodyguard captain finished his call, a car pulled up in front of them, and several bodyguards in black got out, lifted Sang Biao into the car, closed the door, and drove away.
After saying goodbye to Bo Licheng, Su Xi got into the car and was escorted safely back to the hospital by the head of the bodyguard team.
The Feng family's old house.
Feng Jinchen paced back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pan, his heart pounding with anxiety.
He didn't know if his decision was right or wrong, but he knew they had forced him to do it, and he had no choice.
He forced himself to sit down, his trembling hands picking up the water glass beside him. The hot water spilled out, splashing onto his thighs, but he was oblivious to it.
"son……"
Liu Yufeng suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.
Feng Jinchen's heart skipped a beat, and the water glass shattered on the ground with a bang.
"Mom..." The single word almost exhausted all his strength, and his heart felt as if it were being wantonly crushed and shattered by a giant hand.
Is this what it feels like to lose a loved one? It's truly worse than death, a feeling of having no will to live.
"Son, something terrible has happened. The assassins we sent out were caught red-handed, and Su Xi is completely unharmed. This woman is simply a monster; she's impossible to kill."
"What?" Feng Jinchen had just managed to stand up, having already decided that he would do anything to send Su Xi off on her final journey.
Upon hearing this, he staggered and collapsed onto the black leather sofa.
His expression showed shock, disbelief, and a barely perceptible hint of disappointment.
His handsome face was like a spilled palette, displaying all sorts of expressions. In the end, a faint joy rose in my heart.
It's not that he's uncooperative, it's just that his daughter Xixi is too lucky, and his grandparents can't keep bringing it up.
Feng Qinyue also came over, looking dejected and as if she had lost her parents. "I thought that from now on, the sun would shine brightly, but I didn't expect that Su Xi, that scourge, would escape again. Is she a cat? Does she have nine lives?"
Feng Qinyue stomped her feet in anger, eager to get rid of Su Xi herself; she refused to believe it.
Feng Jinchen suddenly got up and walked out. Liu Yufeng and her daughter quickly followed.
In the living room, the elderly couple looked unwell. The old man had a blood pressure monitor tucked into his arm, and the old woman was still on an IV drip. The family doctor was standing by, ready to respond at any moment.
Liu Yufeng said indignantly, "Dad, Mom, a woman like Su Xi with a tough fate will drain the luck of our Feng family. If once doesn't work, try twice, if twice doesn't work, try three times. She's bound to die. You have to think of a way."
Feng Jinchen clenched his fists, but remained silent.
The old man glanced at Liu Yufeng and gave her a look of concern for the mentally challenged.
The old woman scolded, "She's still your daughter-in-law, how can you be so eager to kill her? Are you going to kill us all one day when you're in the mood for killing too? Huh?"
Liu Yufeng was filled with fear and almost knelt on the ground. "Mom and Dad, I have always regarded you as my own parents. How could you have such malicious thoughts? I have been wronged to death."
She felt extremely wronged. They were the ones shouting for violence, and she had only casually echoed their sentiments, yet it had become her fault.
"Grandpa, Grandma, what should we do now?"
The old man glanced at Feng Jinchen with his shrewd, beady eyes, but before he could speak, his phone rang.
Looking down, he saw that it was indeed Feng Jue.
I don't know what the other person said, but the old man swayed in anger, and the blood pressure monitor next to him suddenly started making a loud noise. The family doctor rushed over to give him emergency treatment.
After catching his breath, the old man roared into the phone, "Feng Jue, you are utterly unfilial! I am your father, I gave you your life. I didn't order you to kill that woman with your own hands, which is already out of consideration for our father-son relationship. Don't push your luck! What? You... what did you say? You... you dare! Hello! Hello!"
The other end of the line had obviously hung up.
The old man was both angry and embarrassed, so he slammed his phone to the ground, sending shards flying and hitting the table.
The tempered glass tabletop shattered instantly.
The scene was eerily quiet, with only the frantic rustling of the family doctor's hands.
After seeing that the old man was alright, the old lady finally asked, "What did A-Jue say?"
Everyone else pricked up their ears and looked at the old man.
The old man didn't intend to hide anything. "This time, we tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead, and ended up giving them leverage. Feng Jue had that bounty hunter in his grasp, and I don't know what despicable means he used to make that person betray us completely."
He said...he said if Feng Jinchen didn't get to the hospital for surgery within an hour, he would send the bounty hunter and all the evidence to the police station.
The old lady was so angry she was panting, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Does this mean we're all implicated and will all face legal trouble? We're all his closest and dearest relatives, how could A-Jue do this?"
"Don't you know what kind of son you gave birth to? We never imagined that the son we raised as our precious darlings would want to send his own parents to jail. It's unheard of."
I only now realize that he wasn't on our side. Tianjue is Tianjue, and the Feng family is the Feng family. From the moment he went out to start his own business, he wanted to be independent, sever ties with us, and no longer be controlled by us. He's utterly unfilial.
Liu Yufeng's eyes darted around, and she quickly added fuel to the fire, "Dad, Mom, calm down. Even without Feng Jue, you still have Jin Chen. Jin Chen is the most filial, and he's always been very obedient to you, he..."
Meeting two sharp, dagger-like gazes, Liu Yufeng's voice grew softer and softer until she fell silent, her eyes downcast, staring at her toes.
Withdrawing his sharp gaze, the old man looked at Feng Jinchen.
Feng Jinchen's heart suddenly clenched. Everyone knew that Liu Yufeng was always stupid and dull-witted. Would the old man take his anger out on him?
He was relieved to see the old man's gentle and kind gaze.
However, the old man's next words plunged him into an icy abyss.
"Jinchen, things have come to this point. You need to pack your things and go to the hospital for surgery immediately."
The color drained from Feng Jinchen's face instantly. "Grandpa."
"What? You won't go? Didn't you hear me? If you don't go, our whole family will be implicated. Your good mother just praised you, and you've always been so obedient. Don't delay, go now."
Liu Yufeng never expected the boomerang to pierce her own son so suddenly, and she fell to her knees with a thud.
"Dad, you can't! Jinchen is your own grandson!"
"He's not made of paper. Bone marrow transplantation is a trivial procedure with no risk whatsoever. This is the only way to minimize the damage."
Besides, he was the one who caused this mess, so it's only right that he cleans it up.
"But why my son of all people? Everyone else is fine, so why does my son have to donate bone marrow?"
"What is that Luo Chen anyway? He should have died long ago. If it weren't for Jin Chen's diligent efforts to find him medical treatment, his grave would be overgrown with weeds by now. Now he repays kindness with enmity and is ungrateful. Both he and his sister deserve to go to hell."
Seeing that Liu Yufeng had gone mad, the old man gave her a signal with his eyes, and Liu Yufeng was covered in the mouth and dragged away.
"Jinchen, you speak."
Feng Jinchen clenched his fists, a cold laugh running through his mind. To so readily abandon his own grandson—how could that old bastard even think of such a thing?
It's ridiculous that they're now hypocritically asking for his opinion. Does he even have a choice?
Feng Jinchen used almost all his strength to suppress his raging emotions and obediently said, "I'll listen to Grandpa."
"Okay. Go and pack up, don't waste time."
"good."
Watching Feng Jinchen leave, the old man called over a servant and instructed, "Keep a close eye on Feng Jinchen, don't let him run away. You personally take him to the hospital and watch him go into surgery."
The servant obeyed and left.
After everything was taken care of, the old man slumped onto the sofa, looking like a dead fish.
The son is unfilial, and the grandson is hypocritical; neither of them is easy to deal with.
Inside the room, Feng Jinchen locked the door, clearly thinking about how to escape.
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