Chapter 65 Lin Che was willing from beginning to end.
The hospital was as busy as ever.
As soon as Lin Che changed into her white coat and walked into the department, several nurses at the nurses' station looked up at her with subtle expressions.
"Doctor Lin, why are you dressed so warmly today?"
Nurse Xiao Zhang came over with a smile, her eyes flicking over his turtleneck sweater, "Don't you usually wear a shirt?"
Lin Che remained calm as he flipped through the medical records: "My temperature has dropped. I'm afraid of the cold."
"oh--"
Xiao Zhang drew out his tone and smiled meaningfully, "But the weather forecast says the high temperature will be 10 degrees Celsius today. Is Doctor Lin so afraid of the cold?"
The nurse Xiao Lin next to him also joined in the fun: "Yes, yes, and Doctor Lin, why are your ears so red? Do you have a fever?"
Lin Che: “…”
Xiao Zhang came closer with a smile and lowered his voice, "Could it be that... the one at home is too enthusiastic?"
Lin Che's ears felt hot and he almost choked on his own saliva.
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Lin Che had just finished treating a child in the emergency room and was writing down the medical records when nurse Xiao Lin hurried in: "Teacher Lin, someone is looking for you outside."
He didn't even look up: "Let him register and queue up."
Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment: "He said... he is your younger brother."
Lin Che paused with the pen in his hand. He raised his head and peered through the half-open door of the clinic to see Lin Yang standing in the corridor. His forehead was wrapped in gauze, but a familiar, sarcastic smile played on his lips.
Lin Che's eyes instantly turned cold.
"Let him go."
Xiao Lin was startled by the cold tone. Just as he was about to turn around to pass on the message, Lin Yang had already pushed the door open and walked in.
"Brother, why are you so cold?"
Lin Yang slowly walked to the examination table and looked down at Lin Che. "Dad is sick, why don't you go see him?"
Lin Che closed the medical record book and said expressionlessly, "Remember to notify me when you die."
Lin Yang scoffed and leaned over the table, "Let's go and take a look. I really feel like I'm going to die."
His voice was low, but with obvious malice, "You're my son too. You can't be so cruel."
Lin Che stood up suddenly, the chair scraping against the ground with a harsh sound. Her voice was as cold as ice. "Get out!"
The air in the clinic froze instantly.
Lin Yang stood up and shrugged: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."
After he said that, he really turned around and walked out.
Lin Yang spent the entire morning leaning against the wall outside the clinic waiting.
The gauze on his forehead was stained with light blood, and his face was pale, but he still had that uncomfortable smile on his face.
The nurses and patients passing by couldn't help but take a second look and whisper to each other.
"Who is that person? Why is he standing outside Dr. Lin's office?"
"I heard he's Dr. Lin's younger brother..."
"Huh? Then why is there a wound on your head?"
Lin Che forced herself to focus on the patient in front of her, but she could always see that lingering figure out of the corner of her eye.
It wasn't until the lunch break when the last patient left that Lin Che finally couldn't stand it anymore and pushed the door open and walked out.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Lin Yang straightened up lazily: "Didn't I tell you? Dad is sick."
He took out his cell phone and pulled up a photo - Lin Zhenbang was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube inserted, his face pale.
"See? This time it's real."
Lin Che glanced at the person in the photo, his expression remaining calm as he turned and walked away, "It has nothing to do with me."
Lin Yang suddenly grabbed his arm: "Lin Che!"
Lin Che turned around and shook off Lin Yang's hand with such force that the other person stumbled. "Don't fucking touch me!"
After Lin Yang regained his composure, the fake smile on his face finally faded, and his eyes darkened. "Lin Che, why the hell are you pretending to be so noble? Do you think you're so great just because you're close to Lu Yu?"
He took a step forward, lowered his voice, and said with malicious provocation: "If you make me angry, I will drag you into this with me."
Lin Che's pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly regained his indifference. "I told you to notify me when you die."
He turned to leave, but Lin Yang suddenly grabbed the back of his white coat, so hard that he almost strangled his neck.
"You fucking—"
Lin Che turned around suddenly and punched Lin Yang hard in the face!
"Bang!"
Lin Yang was caught off guard and crashed into the wall, the gauze on his forehead instantly seeping out blood.
He covered his face and looked up in disbelief: "You hit me?"
The nurses and patients in the corridor were startled by the sudden conflict and some screamed.
Lin Che's fingers were clenched until they turned white, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes were frighteningly cold: "Lin Yang, I warned you, don't touch me."
Lin Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly smiled: "What, did I hit you where it hurts?"
He stood up shakily, his eyes sinister: "Do you think I don't know? You hate Dad, you hate me, you hate the entire Lin family - but the person you hate most is yourself!"
"Because your mother is crazy and you can't save her! Because you clearly hate the Lin family, but you still have to rely on the Lin family's money to support your mother!"
Lin Yang's voice grew louder, with a twisted sense of pleasure: "Lin Che, why are you pretending to be so noble? You're just a fucking—"
Lin Yang still had a provocative smile on his face. He thought Lin Che would push him away with restraint as before, or even speak coldly to him.
But he was wrong.
Lin Che's slender fingers slowly unbuttoned his white coat. Sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the blinds, casting tiny shadows on his cold, pale profile.
"You........" Lin Yang just opened his mouth when his collar was suddenly grabbed.
Lin Che's grip was incredibly strong, his cold fingertips brushing against Lin Yang's Adam's apple. He dragged the struggling Lin Yang towards the office, his leather shoes making a chaotic, dull clatter on the floor as he dragged her.
The screams from the nurses' station were blocked out by the slamming door.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Yang bumped into the desk, and the pen holder on the desk fell to the ground with a bang.
Lin Che didn't say anything. The click of locking the door sent a chill down Lin Yang's spine.
When the first punch landed on his abdomen, Lin Yang smelled blood.
Only when he fell to the ground did he see Lin Che's eyes clearly. Every punch he landed was crisp and clean, but it avoided the vital points accurately, but it was painful.
Lin Yang huddled in the corner, his expensive suit covered in dust. He saw Lin Che's knuckles were red, and the cuffs of his sweater were splattered with blood, but it was still neatly rolled up at the forearm.
Lin Che slowly adjusted his cufflinks and leaned over to whisper in Lin Yang's ear, "Let's go, brother, let's go see our dear father."
When Lin Che opened the door of the clinic, the nurses and patients in the corridor gasped.
His white coat was draped over his arm, the cuffs of his sweater were stained with blood, and his collar was slightly pulled open, revealing faint teeth marks on his collarbone.
Lin Yang staggered behind him, his expensive suit wrinkled like a rag, and the blood oozing from the gauze on his forehead was particularly glaring on his pale face.
He clutched his abdomen, grimacing in pain with every step he took.
"Lin...Doctor Lin..." Nurse Xiao Zhang took a step back in fear.
Lin Che passed by her, still simmering with hostility. His slender fingers pressed the elevator button, his stern profile reflected on the metal surface.
"bite--"
The elevator door opened, and the people inside saw what was happening and moved away.
Lin Che stepped inside, and Lin Yang followed, shivering. Lin Che stared at the floor display screen, and in the mirror's reflection, he could see Lin Yang wiping the blood off his face with his sleeve.
"Wipe it again," Lin Che said suddenly, "and I'll make you swallow the blood."
Lin Yang's hand froze in mid-air.
They arrived at the 12th floor. Two bodyguards were standing outside the VIP ward at the end of the corridor. Their expressions changed when they saw Lin Yang's appearance.
"Second Young Master!"
Lin Che didn't even glance at them as she pushed open the ward door. The smell of disinfectant hit her face, and the beeping of the ECG monitor was particularly piercing in the silence.
Lin Zhenbang, lying on the hospital bed, looked even more haggard than in the photo, an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, and the backs of his hands were covered with needle pricks. Hearing the noise, his cloudy eyes slowly opened.
Lin Zhenbang's gaze shifted from his youngest son, whose face was covered in blood, to Lin Che, who was standing at the door. His lips trembled, and white mist formed on his oxygen mask, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Lin Che stood by the bed, the incandescent light casting a cold, hard shadow on his chiseled face. He suddenly chuckled. "I heard you were going to die. I came to see if it was true."
Lin Che lifted Lin Zhenbang's blanket and glanced coldly at his bandaged wound. Then, he glanced indifferently at Lin Yang's forehead and said sarcastically with a sneer, "Is this dog-eat-dog?"
Lin Che pressed her fingers against Lin Zhenbang's collarbone with such force that the bed vibrated. The electrocardiogram on the monitor pulsed wildly, emitting a piercing alarm.
"Don't get excited, Dad." Lin Che's voice was frighteningly gentle. "You'll die faster if you do this..."
Lin Zhenbang's cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and the mist on his oxygen mask was growing thicker. He raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to press the call bell.
"Pah—"
Lin Che slapped his hand away, sending the metal bell tumbling to the ground. He turned to look at Lin Yang, who was huddled in the corner, a sneer curling up at the corner of his lips. "What? Are you scared now?"
There was still blood on the collar of Lin Yang's suit. He stared at the numbers jumping wildly on the monitor, his lips trembling.
The ward suddenly fell silent, with only the regular beeping of the monitor. Lin Che leaned over to Lin Zhenbang's ear and whispered, "Do you hear that? That's your heartbeat. One, two... so fragile."
His slender fingers gently traced the veins in Lin Zhenbang's neck, "Just like when my mother was lying in the ICU."
Lin Zhenbang's pupils suddenly contracted.
"But don't worry," Lin Che straightened up and slowly adjusted his cuffs, "I won't let you die so easily."
The door suddenly opened, and Lin Yang's biological mother appeared at the door, as exquisite as ever. Lin Che had forgotten how long it had been since he last saw Qi Yuqin.
"Xiao Che... please..." Before anyone stepped in, Qi Yuqin's voice was already trembling.
Her carefully styled curls were plastered to her face, and her expensive Chanel suit was covered in dust.
"Please...save us..." She trembled and grabbed Lin Che's trouser legs, several of her carefully maintained nails breaking. "We are really desperate..."
Lin Che stood still, his eyes as cold as if he was looking at a stranger.
Qi Yu raised her tear-stained face, her makeup already smudged. "The company... all the company's projects have been intercepted... the bank is demanding payment... suppliers are blocking our door..." She choked with sobs, "Those people... those people have leverage over you... your dad... your dad..."
Lin Zhenbang lying on the hospital bed suddenly started coughing violently, and the monitor issued a shrill alarm.
Lin Che slowly squatted down and pried open Qi Yu's fingers that were gripping his trouser legs one by one: "Aunt Qi, are you kneeling to the wrong person?"
Lin Che finally understood why Lin Yang, who usually acted so high and mighty, was willing to wait for him at the door of the clinic like a drowned dog for the entire morning.
"Please...we really are..."
Qi Yuqin was halfway through her words when she turned to look at Lin Yang behind Lin Che. She quickly stood up and rushed over, grabbing Lin Yang's sleeve tightly as if grabbing a lifeline. "Yangyang... for your brother... for your brother... kneel down."
Qi Yuqin's humble pleading voice and gesture stood between Lin Che and Lin Yang. Neither of them moved. Lin Che raised his eyes and looked directly at Lin Yang.
The blood on Lin Yang's head had already flowed down his face to his chin. His face looked pale and weak due to blood loss, but Lin Che found the look in his eyes strange because he had been the same before.
Sometimes he had to admit the magic of blood. Even though this half-brother had the same father as him but different mothers, they still had surprisingly many similarities.
When he knelt on the ground to ask Lin Zhenbang to pay for his mother's medical expenses, Lin Yang looked down at him in the same condescending manner, and Lin Che also had the same look in his eyes at that time - humiliation, but he had to struggle with his head down.
“Yangyang... Yangyang....” Qi Yuqin kept begging Lin Yang, tightening her grip on his hand, but the emotions in Lin Yang’s eyes grew more intense. Lin Che knew he had reached his critical point.
A critical point where one's mental defenses completely collapse.
The calmer it is, the more stormy it is.
Lin Yang, who had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth and was so arrogant, could never tolerate such humiliation.
As for Lin Zhenbang's injuries, Lin Che could tell at a glance who had done them. Lin Yang looked arrogant, but every time he attacked someone, he would only attack the upper and middle parts of the person, and Lin Zhenbang's broken ribs were a perfect example of this.
But Lin Zhenbang was really unlucky, his broken ribs caused pneumothorax.
"So you took all the trouble to get me here today just to see your loving mother and filial son?" Lin Che's emotions were hidden very well now. If you looked closely, he actually looked a bit like Lu Yu, which was frightening.
"Xiao Che... please... go and beg Lu Yu... to let us go." Qi Yuqin completely gave up trying to pull Lin Yang away. Her delicate face was distorted beyond recognition. She sat on the ground, looking up at her face and crying, begging Lin Che.
"What does it have to do with Lu Yu? Isn't this a "good hand" you have played yourself?" Lin Che's eyes fell on Lin Yang's clenched and white fists. He curled the corners of his mouth into a very faint smile, and looked at Lin Yang leisurely with his hands in his pockets.
"Xiao Che... do you really think Lu Yu truly loves you? Have you forgotten the marriage agreement between you two?" Qi Yuqin suddenly rose from the ground, her carefully styled hair plastered to her face, her makeup smudged from tears. She pointed at Lin Che hysterically, her voice piercingly sharp.
Lin Che looked at the completely crazy Qi Yuqin with an expressionless face. The calmer he was, the more Qi Yuqin collapsed.
"Then why don't you tell me, what exactly is the purpose of Lu Yu and the Lin family's marriage?" Lin Che asked word by word, taking a step forward to close the distance between him and Qi Yuqin. "What is it? Is it for your worthless Lin family or for a worthless person like me?"
Qi Yuqin's eyes widened, and the string in her head suddenly broke. Her fingers trembled as she pointed at Lin Che but could not utter a word.
Everything made sense now. Why did Lu Yu, who was so powerful and omnipotent, set traps everywhere to leave the Lin family with no way out? He calculated that Lin Zhenbang was a profit-seeking person and would definitely use his son as an exchange. He would definitely not be willing to give up Lin Yang, so the person he chose must be Lin Che.
But... no one has ever thought about why Lu Yu would "design" the Lin family, which has no benefit to him?
No one dared to imagine that Lu Yu had been after Lin Che from the beginning to the end.
He considered everything, but in the end he had to restrain his love and use a marriage agreement to cover up his ambitious possession.
This is extremely dangerous. If someone as arrogant as Lin Che were to resist him, she would have no chance of winning.
When the marriage was arranged, Lin Zhenbang threatened Lin Che with Shen Qingwan's medical expenses, but no one thought that Lin Che had survived the past ten years on her own, so how could she care about such a threat.
So....it all makes sense.
This is because this person is Lu Yu, and Lin Che wants to catch him even if he has to overcome his pride.
"Bitch!! You guys ganged up on us!! You bitch!!" Qi Yuqin went completely crazy, her sharp nails scratched Lin Che's wrist, but Lin Yang beside her suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Don't go crazy, aren't you ashamed?" Lin Yang finally spoke, but he wasn't begging Lin Che. He had finally sorted out his thoughts and everything made sense.
Since he was a child, what he wanted to see most was Lin Che's proud spine completely collapse. He didn't want to see him living in the mud but still rushing forward like a tireless wolf, struggling desperately.
So he tried again and again to crush Lin Che's proud spine, and he got pleasure again and again, which was a twisted psychological desire to watch the stars fall from a great height.
When he learned that Lin Zhenbang was going to "give" Lin Che to Lu Yu, he felt extremely happy. A tough guy like Lu Yu and a proud and tough guy like Lin Che would definitely suffer losses if they clashed head-on, not to mention the marriage agreement that was the last straw that broke the camel's back for Lin Che.
The marriage agreement was like stepping barefoot on Lin Che's proud soul of more than twenty years, but he had never expected...
Lin Che was willing from beginning to end.
Even without this agreement, Lin Che would find ways to pull Lu Yu into her own world.
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Lin Che closed the office door, leaned his back against it, and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. The incandescent light overhead hummed, creating a dead silence in the room.
He looked down at his trembling fingertips. The blood on his shirt cuff had dried into dark red spots.
The footsteps and voices of the nurses in the corridor came through the crack in the door, but it seemed as if there was a thick layer of frosted glass between them.
"Is Dr. Lin really okay? On his shirt..."
"Shh, don't ask..."
Lin Che closed her eyes and rested the back of her head against the cold door. Her thoughts were in a mess, and her fingertips were still shaking uncontrollably.
Every bit of strength he had used to hit Lin Yang just now seemed to crush the backs of his red fingers. Lin Che clenched his hands tightly to suppress the trembling.
He had just easily exposed Qi Yuqin, but in fact, he had also dragged out the most hidden secret in his heart.
He felt that he was really despicable. On the one hand, he wanted to get Lu Yu, but on the other hand, he backed down in this marriage agreement and let Lu Yu bear the blame for the bad reputation.
Lin Che rushed to the drawer in an almost embarrassed manner, found a cigarette, and lit it with trembling fingers.
Smoke slowly rose in the cold air, blurring his vision. He took a deep breath, the bitter taste of nicotine spreading through his lungs, but it couldn't suppress the surging emotions in his chest.
He took out his cell phone, slid his fingertips across the screen a few times, and opened the encrypted folder in the album.
It was full of Lu Yu.
Lu Yu stood by the French window, drinking coffee. The morning light filtered through the glass onto his face. His eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and his lips were slightly pursed, as if troubled by something. This photo was taken secretly by Lin Che before they got married. At that time, he didn't dare look at him openly.
There was also Lu Yu working in the study, his brows slightly furrowed, his slender fingers resting on his temples, his pen scratching sharp lines across the documents. Lin Che remembered that he deliberately lingered at the door a few times that day, finally pretending to pour water before reluctantly taking this photo.
There was also the profile of Lu Yu as he slept, his soft black hair cascading across his forehead, his breathing slow and gentle, the sharpness between his brows faded, leaving only a calmness that was almost gentle. Lin Che had taken this photo while he was sound asleep; he hadn't even dared to use the flash, for fear of waking him.
The last photo was Lin Che's favorite. It showed Lu Yu standing at the hospital entrance, waiting for him. His black umbrella tilted slightly, raindrops falling along its edge. His gaze, deep and focused, stared at him through the rain. Lin Che didn't dare to look at him any longer at the time, but only now realized that Lu Yu's eyes had already been so... gentle.
The ash fell silently to the floor. Lin Che's fingertips gently stroked the screen, as if wanting to touch the person in the photo.
A tear fell on the screen without warning, landing right between Lu Yu's eyebrows.
Lin Che suddenly closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling. The cigarette butt was pinched tightly in his palm, but the burning pain was no match for the dull ache in his heart.
He felt like a despicable thief who clearly wanted to get closer but hid in the shadow of the marriage agreement, pretending that he was forced.
So he felt guilty. He had been retreating from the beginning to the end. He wanted to devote himself wholeheartedly but was afraid that such a full commitment would leave him with no way out in the end.
But he actually... had already been willing to do so.
He underestimated Lu Yu's love and also underestimated his own love for Lu Yu.
Another tear rolled down Lin Che's cheek and hit the screen, blurring Lu Yu's outline.
Lin Che frantically wiped it with his sleeve, but it only made the stain worse. He took a sharp drag on his cigarette, the nicotine choking him and causing him to cough. His eyes grew even redder.
He suddenly remembered last night when they were deeply in love and he pressed Lu Yu on the sofa and kissed him, and the man's indulgent yet helpless look.
Lu Yu's palm was on his lower back, the temperature burning his skin through his shirt, and he asked him in a hoarse voice: "Do you know who I am?"
How did Lin Che respond at that time?
He bit Lu Yu's Adam's apple and said, "Mine."
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