Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 260: Settling Accounts

Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Settling Accounts

An Yan had initially refrained from entering the operating room because the pain in her abdomen made it difficult for her to stand firm and concentrate.

Her presence would have only caused chaos.

Now that the pain had subsided, her mind was much clearer.

She changed into surgical attire, donned a cap, mask, and medical gloves, and entered the operating room.

The medical staff were surprised to see Si Heng bring in a pregnant woman.

Si Heng solemnly introduced her, "Y, our idol Y. No need to doubt or be surprised, continue with the surgery."

An Yan stood beside the lead surgeon, calmly directing, "Incise the scalp, drill three holes in the skull..."

Meanwhile, Fu Shiyan turned and left after An Yan entered the operating room.

Once in the car, he called Mu Shaoze.

The man seemed to have just woken up, his voice lazy, "What’s up, brother-in-law?"

Fu Shiyan, listening to this irritating address, would normally have made a jest, but he was not in the mood at the moment, "An hour ago, Yanyan, Su Yue, and I were at the Mong Kok Cafe. Su Yue was attacked, look into this man’s whereabouts."

Mu Shaoze suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of bed, "Is Little Five alright?"

"She’s fine. Su Yue was seriously injured, and Yanyan has gone into the operating room to perform surgery on her."

"I’ll start looking now. I’ll call you if I find anything." After hanging up, Mu Shaoze sat at his computer desk and began searching for clues.

Fu Shiyan drove to the police station and went straight to the interrogation room.

Director Li stood up, rather helplessly, "Not a word."

Fu Shiyan glanced at Director Li indifferently; the latter understood, asked the other officers to leave, and turned off the cameras.

He took off his suit jacket, casually draped it over the chair back, took a cigarette case from his pocket, and sat down.

He drew out a cigarette, placed it askew between his lips, toyed with a steel, shiny lighter in his hand, and then lit it.

White smoke enveloped the handsome face of the man, blurring his features until the smoke cleared and the anger in his dark eyes could no longer be contained, resembling the terrifying eruption of a volcano.

Fu Shiyan snuffed out the cigarette butt, pressing it into the ashtray on the table, walked around the table, and approached step by step.

The man seated in the interrogation chair looked up at the approaching Fu Shiyan, appearing as a demon from hell.

Fear flickered in his eyes, and his breathing became erratic.

Fu Shiyan rolled up his sleeves, his whole being emitting a strong air of ferocity, "I’m giving you one chance only. If you don’t talk now, it will be too late once I find out myself."

The man clenched his teeth tightly, remaining silent.

Fu Shiyan laughed lightly, then his smile quickly disappeared, and with both hands, he grabbed the man’s collar and flung him across the room.

The man smashed against the wall and dropped heavily to the floor.

He had felt likely multiple fractures from a beating by Fu Shiyan earlier.

Now, after being hit again, his internal organs were in severe pain, and breathing was difficult.

Fu Shiyan walked over, crouched slowly, looking at the man’s wounds turned inside out, chuckled lightly, "You’ve seen horror movies, right? I remember one called ’Split Mouth Woman.’ I think you have the potential to develop in that direction."

The man was terrified, thinking his mouth was about to be torn apart.

"What you’re doing is illegal!" the man hurriedly said.

Fu Shiyan laughed out loud, "What about what you did before, scared now? Got family, huh?"

The man’s mouth bled, "You dare touch my family!"

Fu Shiyan’s eyes were icy, "I’ve shed much blood, I don’t mind shedding some more for those who dare touch my people."

At that moment, his phone vibrated.

Fu Shiyan glanced at it; it was a call from Mu Shaoze.

He stood up, looking down at the man on the floor, "You’re out of chances."

Just as he answered the phone, the man shouted, "It was Guan Ning! Guan Ning made me do it! He gave me five hundred thousand to injure those two women!"

Fu Shiyan answered the incoming call, and Mu Shaoze’s voice came through, "The man’s name is Wu Yang, he frequents the hospital because his brother needs a kidney transplant, and today he just managed to gather the money for the procedure. He and Guan Ning were classmates."

"Understood." Fu Shiyan hung up the phone, "To kill for five hundred thousand, and one of them is a pregnant woman, where is your conscience?"

Wu Yang stared at him fiercely, "My brother needs a kidney transplant, and today is the last day to make the payment— if I don’t pay, the kidney will be sold to someone else! You rich people wouldn’t understand the bitterness of death being a heartbeat away without money!"

Fu Shiyan snorted coldly, "You could have come to me and explained the situation from the beginning; I would have helped your brother out of gratitude. Unfortunately, you chose this no-return path."

Wu Yang struggled to his feet and knelt on the ground, "I beg you, I know I was wrong, don’t let my brother go without a kidney transplant, he is innocent."

Fu Shiyan looked down at him, "When you picked up the rock to hit those two women, were they not innocent?"

He turned around and strode away.

Upon exiting, Director Li approached.

Fu Shiyan briefly explained the situation.

Director Li said, "I’ll issue an arrest warrant right now."

Fu Shiyan glanced back, "No need for such trouble, I’ll personally bring the man over."

At five twenty in the afternoon, the door of the operating room opened.

Fu Shiyan, who had been sitting on the bench waiting, immediately stood up and walked swiftly towards An Yan, who was slowly emerging.

An Yan leaned into the man’s embrace, her voice exhausted, "Yueyue is fine now, but she needs some time to recover. Si Heng will be bringing her out soon."

Fu Shiyan gently patted her back.

An Yan looked up, "How did it go, did you catch the mastermind behind this?"

"Guan Ning."

An Yan pursed her lips, "I knew it was her. Let Si Heng handle this matter."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "Knowing you’re worried about Su Yue, stay with her for a while longer, I’m taking Si Heng to deal with Guan Ning."

"Okay."

Ten minutes later, Si Heng pushed Su Yue out of the operating room.

Su Yue was still unconscious, her complexion pale, devoid of any color, and if it weren’t for the rise and fall of her chest, she might be mistaken for someone who had passed away.

After Su Yue was taken back to the room, Fu Shiyan and Si Heng left.

An Yan watched the figure on the hospital bed, unable to restrain her tears.

She would never forget how Su Yue, despite being injured and confused, still stopped the attacker from harming her.

She was protecting her with all her strength.

An Yan grasped Su Yue’s icy hand and sniffed, "Yueyue, please wake up soon."

Perhaps it was the emotional strain, or maybe it was standing for too long; a searing pain spread across her abdomen once again.

She furrowed her brow and it took a good while for the pain to gradually subside.

She knew it wasn’t labor pains, but it could potentially trigger premature birth.

She rose and left the room, asking a nurse to watch over Su Yue while she went to the obstetrics and gynecology department for an examination.

In the suburbs, along the road,

Guan Ning, with her hands and feet bound, knelt in the middle of the road.

She cursed vehemently, exhausted from shouting, she knelt sitting on the ground, gasping for air.

At that moment, the roaring sound of an engine approached.

Her eyes widened as she watched a black Maybach speed towards her.

She opened her mouth wide, but couldn’t make a sound.