"Zhenlu, what are you doing?
I must bring Mr. Qi in to save my elder brother. If there's any delay, can you bear the responsibility?"
A hard object pressed against his waist, and Ji Shigong's body stiffened, daring not to move.
Yet, he still explained with an anxious expression, appearing extremely concerned for Ji Shiyou's safety.
"Junhui is inside. The young master will be fine. Second Young Master should just wait outside.
It's our own hospital; what are you worried about?
Besides, this Mr. Qi's origins are unknown. Going in dressed like this, does it look like someone trying to save a life?
This isn't saving someone; it's causing trouble. What are Second Young Master's intentions?
Guards, apprehend this Mr. Qi. Investigate his background thoroughly later."
The one blocking him from entering the operating room was named Zhenlu, a subordinate of Ji Shiyou. He spoke coldly.
This man was usually stern and unsmiling, like a fierce demon, nicknamed "Asura." Everyone feared him.
After Ji Shiyou's accident, it was Zhenlu who brought him here and led men to seal off the entire floor.
This private hospital also belonged to the Ji Corporation.
Junhui, another capable subordinate of Ji Shiyou, was the director of this hospital and was currently in the operating room.
"What are you doing? Let me go! This is illegal detention; it's against the law!"
At Zhenlu's command, the surrounding black-clad bodyguards immediately restrained Qi Chen.
Qi Chen's expression was flustered, and he struggled incessantly, but his mouth was quickly covered.
"Grandmother, please say something! Elder brother isn't dead yet, and Ji's subordinates are already rebelling.
They intend to seize control of the Ji Corporation! They're just waiting for my elder brother to die so they can usurp power."
Seeing Qi Chen being taken away, Ji Shigong's expression faltered.
He dared not move, but his words were like daggers, piercing the heart.
While feigning concern for Ji Shiyou's safety, he was asking the old Mrs. Ji for help.
In reality, he was portraying Zhenlu as a rebellious official plotting to seize power.
"Zhenlu, what are you doing? Xiaogong wants to save someone.
Hurry and get out of the way, let them go in.
Don't forget your position. It's not your place to make decisions for the Ji family."
The old lady was at a distance and saw the bodyguards dragging Qi Chen. She didn't know what was happening.
But upon hearing Ji Shigong's words, she immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Zhenlu's nose and shouting.
She ordered the bodyguards to release the person and simultaneously tried to push Zhenlu aside.
The bodyguards dared not disobey the old lady's orders and had to release Qi Chen.
Zhenlu, fearing he might injure the old madam, could only dodge.
It was then that Ji Shigong clearly saw that what was pressing against his waist was merely a lighter.
He cast a resentful glance at Zhenlu, beckoned Qi Chen, and walked towards the operating room door.
"No entry!"
Zhenlu saw that things were not going well and swiftly blocked Ji Shigong's path.
His sturdy body completely obstructed the operating room door.
"Get out of the way! Anyone who delays the rescue of my precious grandson, this old woman will fight them to the death."
Old Mrs. Ji rushed forward. Zhenlu, enduring the old lady's scuffling, refused to leave the doorway.
Just then, the "Operating Room" light at the door extinguished, and the door was opened.
A man in surgical attire, looking like a doctor, walked out. Everyone surrounded him.
"Junhui, how is the young master?"
Zhenlu grabbed him, asking with concern, his face filled with tension.
"Who am I? I am the miraculous physician! I've never lost a battle against Yama.
The surgery was a success. It's estimated that in about three hours, the young master will wake up."
The man removed his mask. His peach blossom eyes showed fatigue, but there was still a smile on his lips as he boasted. It was Junhui.
He always wore a smile no matter the situation, yet he was meticulous and known as the "Smiling Fox."
He came from a family of physicians, possessed exquisite medical skills, and was Ji Shiyou's childhood friend, like brothers.
When Ji Shiyou first took over the Ji Corporation, Junhui joined the company and helped Ji Shiyou conquer the world.
This hospital was also built specifically for him by Ji Shiyou.
"My precious grandson is fine, Amitabha! Thank heavens.
Young Jun, you've worked hard. Grandma Ji thanks you."
Hearing that Ji Shiyou was fine, the old lady chanted Buddhist scriptures incessantly, holding Junhui's hand and repeatedly expressing her gratitude.
Ji Dechun also looked overjoyed. His heart settled, and he could go back to his life of debauchery and pleasure.
"It's great that Big Brother is alright, but I'm still worried and want to go in and see him.
He just had surgery, let me stay and take care of him! A brother is better than a hired caregiver."
Upon hearing that Ji Shiyou was fine, Ji Shigong's expression darkened, but it quickly shifted to surprise, as if he had changed his face.
"Yes, yes, I must see my precious grandson to be at ease.
Young Jun, the surgery is done, why hasn't Xiaoyou been brought out yet?"
Old Mrs. Ji took a step, about to enter the operating room. Ji's father and son followed.
"Grandma Ji, Uncle, Second Young Master, the young master is not suitable for visits right after surgery.
I've already arranged for him to be sent to the intensive care unit. Don't worry, he's in professional care.
It's not too late to see him when he wakes up. Grandmother, you should go home and wait for news.
The young master worries about you the most. If you wear yourself out, he'll be distressed. Please don't make him worry."
Junhui ignored Ji Shigong's words, blocking them, and explained to Old Mrs. Ji.
"Alright, I'll listen to you. I'll go back and rest, and I'll come to see my precious grandson when he wakes up."
The Jun family and the Ji family were old acquaintances. Because of his close relationship with Ji Shiyou, Junhui had spent his childhood at the Ji family's home.
Coupled with his natural smile and sweet talk, Old Mrs. Ji treated him like her own grandson.
Therefore, unlike Zhenlu's situation, Old Mrs. Ji trusted Junhui and was coaxed away with a few words.
"Brother Jun, you've worked hard. I thank you on behalf of the Ji family."
Ji Shigong felt a bit awkward from being ignored by Junhui earlier. Seeing his father leave with his grandmother, he approached Junhui again to be polite.
"Second Young Master's thanks are beyond my acceptance, for you do not represent the Ji family."
Junhui smiled slightly, leaving behind a light remark, and went to find Zhenlu.
Ji Shigong stood in place, his expression unchanged, his clenched fists turning white at the knuckles.
Ji Shiyou's surgery was successful, but the Ji family had mixed feelings. It was destined to be a sleepless night, and Ji Shigong did not return home all night.
The next morning, Old Mrs. Ji came to the hospital, wanting to see her precious grandson.
However, she received bad news: Ji Shiyou, whose surgery was successful, had not woken up.
Junhui couldn't explain it. The surgery was successful, and all vital signs were normal, yet Ji Shiyou remained unconscious.
This delighted Zhao Xinning and He Ling, the mother and daughter-in-law. They never expected such a twist of fate and such a surprise.
A week later, they approached Old Mrs. Ji and persuaded her to let Ji Shigong take over the company in place of Ji Shiyou.
Old Mrs. Ji immediately flew into a rage, scolding the mother and daughter-in-law fiercely, and then drove to Qixing Mountain outside the city.
"A wedding to ward off evil? Master Qinglan, is this feasible?
Xiaoyou has a fiancée, but since his car accident, the Jing family hasn't shown their faces.
What's more infuriating is that after they learned Xiaoyou was in a coma, they came to me to break off the engagement.
Now the whole of Dijing is spreading rumors that Xiaoyou is dying.
Where can I find him a new bride to marry on such short notice?"
Looking at Master Qinglan, her long-time friend, Old Mrs. Ji was deeply troubled.