The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 862 - 861 The Truth Is Getting Closer

Chapter 862: Chapter 861 The Truth Is Getting Closer

Fu Yu was lost in thought.

In his memory, he returned to a scene from 21 years ago.

Back then, he followed his elder brother, sister-in-law, and second sister to Jinjing’s Renxin Hospital for medical treatment.

At nine years old, he was still very young. While waiting in line, he fell asleep on a chair in the hallway. In his haze, he vaguely remembered his second sister Fu Man being pulled away by his sister-in-law. Even after he woke up from his nap, neither of them had returned.

His elder brother had gone to another floor waiting for test results, and with his sister-in-law and second sister absent, his poor eyesight left him fumbling around in search of them.

Finally, deep within the hospital’s corridor near the lab, he saw his second sister Fu Man lying on a hospital bed, being hurriedly wheeled away by several people.

His vision was poor at the time, so he only vaguely remembered their faces.

Perhaps in their rush, one of them dropped a fountain pen and didn’t bother to pick it up, nor did they notice him trailing behind them.

He didn’t understand what was happening then. Holding the pen, he tried to return it but couldn’t catch up.

That pen, he had kept ever since.

Once, he asked his elder brother what had happened to his second sister then.

His elder brother had angrily told him, "Your sister foolishly came to Jinjing while pregnant! After all that running around, she passed out from exhaustion. The doctor said it was too much strain. What if something happened to the baby in her belly? Who’d be responsible for that?"

Fu Yu had believed him, and later welcomed two soft and adorable twin nieces.

Their family had never had twins before; everyone was thrilled back then.

Yet as the nieces grew up, and with Fu Man’s husband Lu Zhizhai becoming increasingly taciturn and distant, Fu Yu began noticing something odd.

Lu Mian didn’t seem to resemble their family much...

Reflecting on the hazy image he’d seen that day, combined with the fact that the fountain pen belonged to someone from the Life Science Institute, four startling words suddenly exploded in his mind.

[Embryo Transplantation]

This was too unbelievable!

This was too mind-boggling!

Fu Yu dared not delve deeper into the thought and shivered involuntarily before snapping out of his daze.

He felt himself drawing closer and closer to the truth, but it terrified him.

"Thank you, teacher." Fu Yu carefully placed the pen back, his dazed and disheartened expression prompting concern from An Yanhui.

"Fu Yu, are you okay?"

"I’m fine." Fu Yu felt unsteady and walked out. "Director An, thank you for the trouble. I have something to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now..."

——

Jinjing Central Hospital, Ophthalmology Department.

Du Changyi finally located the whereabouts of the rare medication after navigating multiple channels.

"Teacher, what’s made you so happy?"

Du Changyi let out a cold laugh. "Some people in this hospital want to monopolize everything—it’s absolutely laughable!"

The student didn’t quite understand but could vaguely guess it had something to do with Doctor Ya Ling upstairs.

Since Ya Ling’s surgery had succeeded, his teacher’s mood hadn’t been good. Seeing his teacher’s rare smile today, the student decided it was best not to push his luck.

"Teacher, I’m heading off to make patient rounds now."

"Go ahead." Du Changyi waited for the student to walk away before standing to close his office door. He then dialed a contact marked "Mr. Xiaoyang."

"Mr. Xiaoyang, hello, this is Du Changyi from the Central Hospital."

"Dr. Du, did you find out about the rare medication?" Xiaoyang was the assistant accompanying the distinguished patient and the person Du Changyi frequently contacted.

Du Changyi spoke much cheerier this time, "Yes, yes! This rare medication, indeed very unique, hasn’t officially circulated on the market yet—it’s developed by some 726 Medical Research Base."

"And then?" Xiaoyang wasn’t interested in the manufacturer or researchers, only whether the medicine could be obtained.

"I’ve heard someone managed to grab a bottle through special means and listed it for auction. Mr. Xiaoyang, the auction is this Saturday!"

"Great, great..." Xiaoyang sounded hopeful, responding repeatedly.

Du Changyi now hesitated, "But, attending such an auction requires asset verification. I’m just a doctor; I’m nowhere near qualified to enter..."

Xiaoyang immediately took charge of the matter, "Leave that to me. Thank you for your efforts, Dr. Du."

"It’s nothing, nothing. I haven’t really helped much."

"You’ve been a great help. Once we get the medication, we’ll still rely on you for the surgery."

"Absolutely, no problem at all."

On the other side, Xiaoyang hung up the call, his smile lingering.

High heels clicked toward him from the direction of the living room, the sound growing louder and closer.

A voice accompanied the steps, asking, "Xiaoyang, what surgery are you talking about?"

Xiaoyang turned toward the voice. "Miss, you’re here."

Lowering his gaze, he noticed the young woman across from him still in high heels, clearly not planning to stay long.

"Is it my grandfather’s surgery?" Lu Yutian casually sat on the sofa and asked.

"Yes, the old master’s vision is worsening. If this continues, he might go blind!"

"I just heard you mention medication—what medication?"

"A miraculous drug that works wonders on nerve repair."

"Is it truly that incredible?"

Xiaoyang immediately nodded, his enthusiasm resembling that of a salesman. "The Central Hospital has already successfully treated two patients, with a 100% success rate! The old master’s return home this time wasn’t in vain—he’s eager to try it."

Lu Yutian smiled faintly, still skeptical.

Older folks tend to become excessively concerned with their health and fear death intensely. Those sensationalized advertisements often exaggerate medication effects to the extreme, but in reality?

Though she doubted it in her heart, Lu Yutian didn’t plan on shattering the illusion. Her peripheral vision caught an elderly figure cautiously descending the stairs, and she immediately stood up and hurried forward.

"Grandpa, why didn’t you call for help when coming downstairs? Your eyesight isn’t good; it’s too dangerous to go alone."

The elderly man was none other than Lu Yutian’s grandfather, Lu Beihua.

Lu Beihua discreetly withdrew his arm from his granddaughter’s grasp. "I’m fine. Xiaoyang, any news on the medication?"

"Yes, but we’ll need to attend the auction. It seems inevitable we’ll spend a significant amount."

The Lu Family didn’t mind spending money, but at such auctions, the amount was unpredictable.

Lu Beihua closed his eyes and said, "No problem."

The old man’s attitude toward the medication was one of absolute determination.

Xiaoyang received his orders and began preparations.

"Wait." Lu Yutian reached out to stop him and leaned closer to Lu Beihua. "Grandfather, leave this matter to me. I promise I’ll secure the medication."

"You’re so busy—let Xiaoyang handle it."

"No! No matter how busy I am, nothing is more important than your health!"

Xiaoyang smiled warmly at Lu Yutian. The Xiaoyang family had served the Lu Family for many years and was well aware of the dynamics within.

Whatever the old master held in his hands would undoubtedly end up with the talented Miss Lu Yutian, the proclaimed genius since childhood.

Therefore, he gladly supported her, offering gently, "The young lady has such filial intentions, old master. Why not let her handle it?"

Hearing this, Lu Beihua narrowed his blurry eyes.