Chapter 126: He Actually Exposed Himself Twice Because of Her

Waiting outside the hospital is the most agonizing experience imaginable, and for Huangpu Shenqing, it was already the second time he had endured it for his girl.

Each time, it felt like his heart was being torn apart, a lingering pain gnawing at him like ants. After about half an hour, the emergency room doors opened. The man, clad in a black silk robe, grabbed the doctor eagerly and demanded, "How is she?"

The doctor shook his head, his face full of apology. "I am sorry, sir. We used the most sophisticated instruments to examine the patient’s condition, but there has been no progress. The patient seems to have fallen into an unconscious coma. There is no physical trauma, yet no matter what we try, there is no sign that she will wake up."

"What did you say?" The man grabbed him in a fit of rage. "Are you telling me you can't cure her? Call every expert in your hospital, and if that’s not enough, call every expert in the world!"

"Sir... sir, please calm down. We are doing everything—"

"Calm down? How can you ask me to be calm? Mo Yi, Mo Yi!"

"I am here, President."

"Contact all the world's renowned experts. I want them here now, immediately. Send private jets to collect them."

"Understood." Mo Yi received the order and left.

Jieliya also stepped forward, asking the doctor anxiously, "Do you mean that the girl’s body is fine, but she simply cannot wake up?"

The doctor replied politely, "Yes, that is the patient's current condition. We will gather all available experts to continue discussing the case. We ask that the family members please wait patiently."

"Heh, wait patiently?" Huangpu Shenqing said coldly. His aura was dark and oppressive, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The doctor ran off in fear, and Duke Boliya and the others were left feeling helpless. However, seeing the man in such a state of fury, they dared not provoke him. Ye Xin stood to the side, silently and anxiously pondering whether she should contact the old master; perhaps he might have a way.

Pigeli thought for a moment and spoke up, "Young Master Huangpu, did the student go anywhere yesterday? Did she meet anyone? Ninth Master was at the school auditorium; did he do anything to her?"

Mo Jiu and Mo Shi looked up in unison. "Master?"

The man’s eyes blazed with fire, like a beast about to erupt. His voice was filled with unprecedented, ruthless cruelty: "Di—Jiu—Zhuo."

Huangpu Shenqing entered the ward. Looking at the frail, pale face of the girl on the hospital bed, devoid of any color, a sharp, numbing pain pierced his dark brown eyes—a pain so intense it nearly suffocated him.

"Ranran, it’s my fault. I should have protected you better."

"But every time, I let you get hurt."

"Sometimes I wonder if I am cursed." Otherwise, why would his girl constantly suffer whenever she is with him?

"But Ranran, you are the girl I have spent half my life searching for!"

"How could I ever bear to let you go?"

It was as if a blade were carving into his heart, tearing a gaping, bleeding wound. He kissed the girl’s forehead with deep love, but seeing no reaction from her, a dull ache returned to his heart.

"Be good, Ranran. Wait for me; I will find the antidote."

After Huangpu Shenqing left, Duke Boliya and the others took a quiet look at Shangguan Renran before being shooed away by Jieliya. Even he did not want to remain at the hospital and add to the trouble.

Pigeli looked at the girl who now lacked all vitality—a complete reversal from the vibrant person she had been yesterday—and fell into a state of self-reproach, distress, helplessness, and heartache.

Only Ye Xin, Mo Jiu, and Mo Shi remained in the ward, tending to her around the clock. The top floor of the hospital was entirely taken over by Huangpu Shenqing’s men and sealed off. No one was allowed near, and every nurse, doctor, and expert entering or leaving was subjected to strict interrogation.

Mo Yi, coordinating with headquarters, dispatched thousands of planes to fly across the globe and tens of thousands of cars to every city. Any famous physician, renowned expert, retired medical professor, respected scholar, or world-class researcher was directed toward the Gemiler Hospital in Country M.

Traffic in Country M became severely congested in an instant. Cars from other provinces, cities, and countries poured in, and every day, there were reports of speeding vehicles. Strangely, they all seemed to belong to the same group.

Underground organizations, gangs, thugs, and even street hoodlums in Country M seemed to sense the danger and retreated into their shells, not daring to cause trouble. Around Gemiler Hospital, luxury cars and planes came and went incessantly, filled with people in white coats. Thousands of medical experts arrived one after another, each offering their professional opinions in an orderly fashion.

The citizens of Country M, seeing the dense clouds of planes circling overhead every day, were so terrified that they hid in their homes, not daring to step outside. This created an inexplicable sensation not just in Country M, but throughout the entire world.

Huangpu Shenqing, accompanied by Mo Yi, Mo Lin, and thousands of men, openly surrounded the Di family’s castle. He deployed hundreds of fighter jets to circle above, and dozens of tanks and cannons surrounded the entrance.

"Master?" Mo Lin asked.

Huangpu Shenqing’s eyes flashed with tyranny. "Blow it up."

"Boom, boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!" "Boom!" The sounds of intense explosions bombarded the Di family’s castle continuously.

Sections of the castle were reduced to rubble. Exquisite decorations were crushed into fragments by the tanks. Everywhere was shattered, desolate, and filled with grief.

At midnight, Di Jiuzhuo was suddenly awakened.

"Master, Huangpu Shenqing has brought tanks and cannons and is attacking us!"

Di Jiuzhuo dressed, his eyes flashing with amusement as he exclaimed, "What did you say? Is he throwing everything away?"

By disregarding everything to expose his strength, openly using restricted military hardware, and bombing his castle in the middle of the night, was he not afraid of sanctions from the World Federation or the World Security Council? Was he truly indifferent to the condemnation of various nations?

Di Jiuzhuo sneered coldly, "Heh, seeking his own death."

"Master, let’s leave quickly! He’s gone mad. Castles 112, 113, and 114 have already been razed to the ground, and he is advancing toward the main castle."

"Go, call everyone here. I don't believe he, Huangpu Shenqing, would dare to be reckless enough to run me over."

"Master, now is not the time to be stubborn. What if he really does something insane?"

Di Jiuzhuo stood up and brushed invisible dust off his clothes. "He won't. As long as he hasn't obtained the antidote I researched, he won't touch me."

Indeed, he had used the latest experimental powder on Shangguan Renran; counting the time, it should be taking effect now. She had such great influence that Massacre, which had never exposed its identity or power, had been forced to reveal itself twice for her sake.

Di Jiuzhuo whispered, "Shangguan Renran."