Once in the car, Lan Ling's head was still buzzing, and she subconsciously distanced herself from Lin Yu.
Lin Yu smiled. "What? Did I scare you just now?"
Lan Ling looked a little embarrassed. "It's not that, it's just that I didn't expect you to be the famous Young Marshal Lin!"
"So what if he's a young marshal? Isn't he a human being too?" Lin Yu smiled calmly. "I've never felt special or different from others because of my status!"
Lan Ling shook her head and sighed, "You are in a position of power, so naturally you don't feel anything, but for us ordinary people, people like you are like dragons and phoenixes in the sky, beings that we need to look up to!"
"It's like, with just one sentence from you, you were able to dismount a captain and even change Zhao Chen's fate!" Lan Ling couldn't help but exclaim.
"What? You actually sympathize with your fiancé?" Lin Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.
Lan Ling quickly shook her head, "No, no! It's just that when I think about how he studied hard for ten years to get into military academy, and those years at the academy were tough too. He finally made it to this day, but one wrong step led to his downfall!"
Lin Yu disagreed, "There's nothing wrong with hard work, but while working hard, we must also focus on improving our character. That's what it means to have both virtue and talent! If someone's virtue doesn't match their position, it would be a disaster for ordinary people if they were allowed to take power!"
Lin Yu had seen too many people like Zhao Chen. These people deserved their fate and didn't deserve any sympathy.
Lan Ling looked at Lin Yu with sparkling eyes and said meaningfully, "Then, young marshal, you must be a person of both virtue and talent, right?"
Lin Yu was taken aback, then touched his nose. "What do you think?"
Lan Ling blushed and turned her face away. "I don't know, but I think a lot of girls must like you, right?"
Such an upright, resolute, and handsome young marshal is almost like a domineering CEO in a female-oriented novel. What girl wouldn't like him?
She had once imagined what her future husband would be like, and perhaps he would be just like this.
"You wouldn't... have fallen for me, would you?"
Lin Yu gave a teasing look.
"There are indeed quite a few girls who like me, but unfortunately... I'm already married!" Lin Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled to himself. With the lessons learned from Liu Siyun, Yu Xiyan, and other women, it was better to make some things clear in advance.
"Forehead?"
Lan Ling was slightly taken aback, and the fantasies that had just arisen in her heart were instantly extinguished.
She couldn't help but mutter, "I never said I liked you, so what does it have to do with me whether you get married or not!"
Despite saying that, the regret on his face was obvious.
"Alright, alright! Didn't you want to visit Ziming? I haven't been there in a while, let's hurry up and go!" Lanling immediately changed the subject.
...
Western suburbs.
A remote sanatorium.
In a ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, a pale-faced young man lay unconscious on the bed.
A kind-faced middle-aged female caregiver is wiping his body.
"Young Master, today is the twenty-ninth day of your coma. I know you can hear me. If you can hear me, please move around. I believe that sooner or later, you will wake up!" the nurse said confidently.
Previously, Lan Ling had instructed her to try to talk to Huang Ziming every day, and not to give up even if there was only a sliver of hope.
The caregiver, Sister Zhou, is a responsible person. Miss Lanling paid her a generous fee, so naturally she had to work hard since she had taken the money!
Bang!
Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open without warning, and two female nurses in nurse uniforms walked in.
"You are..." Sister Zhou looked confused, feeling that the two nurses looked unfamiliar.
One of the nurses pushed the syringe in her hand and said coldly, "The hospital director sent us here. From today onwards, we will take care of Huang Ziming's daily life!"
As she spoke, she came to Huang Ziming's side, preparing to administer the meridian injection.
Sister Zhou snapped out of her daze and quickly stepped forward to stop them, "Who exactly are you? I was hired by Miss Lan alone. I am the young master's personal caregiver. Even the head of the hospital has no right to have someone else take my place!"
Sister Zhou had a gut feeling that there was something fishy about this.
Sure enough, the nurse looked impatient and immediately pushed Sister Zhou away.
She tried to rush forward, but another nurse grabbed her without saying a word.
Sister Zhou realized something was wrong and immediately shouted, "What are you trying to do? I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless, or I'll call the police!"
"Shut up! A mere caregiver dares to meddle!" The nurse preparing to give the injection snorted and said to the other nurse, "Since we're going to silence her anyway, let's just kill her!"
Another female nurse nodded, swiftly pulled out a dagger, and immediately prepared to slash Zhou Jie's neck!
brush!
At this critical moment, a silver needle suddenly shot out and instantly pierced the wrist of the nurse holding the knife.
The nurse cried out in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground instantly.
Sister Zhou looked towards the door, her eyes lighting up immediately. She rushed over, "Miss Lan, you've come at the right time! These two are trying to harm the young master!"
"What?" Lan Ling's expression changed slightly.
At that moment, the nurse who was giving the injection realized something was wrong, and immediately raised her arm and decisively stabbed Huang Ziming in the chest.
"court death!"
brush!
A figure flashed past and subdued her instantly, grabbing her neck tightly.
Another nurse rushed over to help, but was kicked to the ground by Feng Jiu.
Soon, the two were thrown into a corner, completely powerless to fight back. They could only stare at Feng Jiu with terrified eyes.
Feng Jiu coldly questioned, "Speak, who sent you here!"
The two women exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads and remained silent.
"Not going to talk?"
Feng Jiu sneered and grabbed one of them by the neck. "You should know that killing you is as easy as crushing an ant for me!"
The nurse said in terror, "My family is being held against their will. If I tell anyone, not only will I die, but my whole family will die!"
brush!
Feng Jiu sniffed the injection, said, "This is a new type of N2 poison, usually given to death row inmates. If only half a vial is used, they won't die immediately, but the process is extremely painful. Do you want to try it?"
The nurse looked terrified and shook her head repeatedly, "No, no! I'll talk, I'll talk!"
She hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and although extremely unwilling, she still had no choice but to say, "Yes, the Lu family sent me!"
"The Lu family?" Lan Ling's eyes widened in surprise. "The Lu family, one of the four great families?"
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