Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As smoking was not allowed in the hospital, Fu Qinglun was smoking in the area at the entrance of the hospital.

His injured right arm looked weak and his entire shirt was littered in blood stains. Holding the cigarette in his left hand, he leaned against the wall lazily and frowned.

He needed the rush of nicotine to numb himself.

Gu Mohan let go off Tang Mo'er's hand as she set off to find Lin Shiyu's ward. With his hand shoved into his trouser pocket, he looked further to see if the woman bumped into anything as he approached Fu Qinglun.

His lips exuded a sarcastic smile and Gu Mohan let out a dark chuckle. "I told you long ago that having two women at the same time was playing with fire. Lu Qi'er and Lin Ruoxi are just dogs biting each other to the death, why are you such a busybody to meddle with them?"

Fu Qinglun frowned and continued to smoke.

It was as though he hadn't heard a single word.

Gu Mohan's gaze landed on Fu Qinglun's right arm and continued mocking him, "So now you're trying to act pitiful? Does Lin Shiyu even care?"

Fu Qinglun took a last puff of the cigarette and threw it into the dustbin. He took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket as he wanted to smoke more.

However, Gu Mohan walked over. Snatching the cigarette and lighter in his hand, Gu Mohan threw both into the bin.

Gu Mohan's slender long legs kicked his trousers, "Don't smoke anymore, you make me want to smoke too. Now that the baby's gone, don't expect the Fu family to forgive you just because you've lost an arm. You'd better find the doctor and undergo your operation now!"

Seeing him in such a pathetic state, Gu Mohan didn't hold back the anger in his voice.

At this moment, two doctors came. The doctor looked at Gu Mohan frantically then looked at Fu Qinglun. "Young Master Fu, the surgery has been arranged. Please come with us as soon as possible."

Fu Qinglun froze. Underneath that handsome face was a gloomy and lonely man. No one knew what he was thinking.

Gu Mohan shoved his hands into his pocket and narrowed his eyes at Fu Qinglun. "Fu Qinglun, are you trying to become useless? If seeing you now makes me despise you, others would be even more hateful. If you end up with one arm, you won't even be able to hold her, let alone support her. It's a good thing she's planning to divorce you. Just wait and see another man carry her in his arms."

As soon as Gu Mohan said that, Fu Qinglun's facial expression turned stormy. Both the doctors broke out in cold sweat. No one in this world except President Gu would treat Fu Qinglun in such a manner.

A few seconds later, Fu Qinglun followed the doctors. Seeing Fu Qinglun's back view, Gu Mohan retracted his gaze and went to look for his wife.

…

Tang Mo'er stood by the ward door but did not enter. She wrapped herself in the thin black coat, her little hands stretched out from the wide sleeves and squatted by the small window at the ward door. She could not see anything, yet she stood by the window and cried extremely hard.

Seeing her squat by the window and crying so pitifully, his heart clenched. She looked just like a little abandoned kitten.

He walked over and hooked his palm at the back of her head, asking in a gentle tone, "Why aren't you going inside, hm?"

Tang Mo'er turned around and looked up at him. Her eyelashes trembled and salty tears rolled down her cheeks. Choking on her tears, she stammered, "I don't dare… to go in. I'm scared if Shiyu sees me cry… she'll end up crying… too…"

She was afraid of spreading her negative emotions to Shiyu as Shiyu's body was extremely weak. She did not dare to go in and agitate her.

Gu Mohan wiped away her tears. "There's no point crying since things have already become like this. Don't cry so hard that your eyes turn swollen."

Tang Mo'er grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "Also, what happened to An'an? Is she out of danger?"

Regarding An'an, Gu Mohan's face turned gloomy.

"An'an's surgery was a success but she hasn't woken up yet. She's under observation in the ICU as she's still in a coma. The doctor says she'll only wake up after 48 hours at the earliest."

Tang Mo'er became teary-eyed once again. "Darling, quickly take me to see An'an."

…

Outside the ICU, Lu Yan was sitting on a bench. His legs were stretched out lazily and looked normal, but his face was completely closed off.

A chain of footsteps sounded at his ear and Lu Yan looked up and met Gu Mohan's gaze.

The two men stared each other down in aggravation.

"An'an. My An'an. How is she?" Huo Yanmei burst into the room in a mess.

Gu Mohan looked at Huo Yanmei and greeted her,"Mom."

Huo Yanmei had a lot to say seeing Gu Mohan and Tang Mo'er's interlocked fingers. However, as An'an was more important for now, she turned around and stared at Lu Yan. An'an had gotten involved in an accident all because of Lu Yan.

At this moment, the doctor came out of the ICU and muttered, "The patient is still in a coma, only one person may go in to see her. We hope this will help her regain her senses and make her wake up earlier."

Who should go in?

Lu Yan got up from the bench and stared into the ward.

"Mohan, you go in to see An'an first. Master Yan, I have something to say to you. Can you come over first?" said Huo Yanmei.

…

At the entrance of the corridor.

Lu Yan and Huo Yanmei stood together. Huo Yanmei's eyes were wet with tears. She tried to lower her voice, yet could not restrain her anger. "Master Yan, I'm very grateful that you saved An'an when she was 5 years old. However, these past few years, you've seen how An'an has turned out. When she was 13 years old, she saw you in bed with another woman. As a result, she did not take her medicine and landed in hospital. She almost died back then. In order to save you this time, she stabbed herself with a knife and is still in a coma.

"Master Yan, I'm sure the both of us know what you mean to An'an, she is not a normal child. She's not even 18 and she doesn't know anything of this world. Are you going to let her do what she wants? What are you trying to do? Are you intending her to marry her in the future?

"Even if you plan to marry An'an, as her mother, I will not agree to it. You're already 35 this year and you know your reputation as an underworld boss. Although you're the young master of the Lu family, but you're just an adopted child. As for An'an, we want her to marry a wealthy young master with a clean family background. Do you really think you'll have a future with her?

"Master Yan, take it that I'm begging you. I beg you, can you let An'an off. An'an is going to university soon. I just wish for her to come back to my side so I can take care of her. Her youth has just begun and she'll meet a lot of new people and experience new things. She'll forget you eventually! Please let her off!"