Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Li Si had been captured.

Lu Yan's long fingers gripped his cell phone tightly and he asked, "Where?"

"At the harbor. Lu Yan, you changed the date of leaving on your own accord. That is tantamount to causing harm to Li Si!" The sound of a walking stick knocking against the floor came through the phone.

Almost immediately, Lu Yan got down from the bed and walked out of the ward.

The doctor chased after him. "Master Yan, you really can't leave the hospital. You…"

Lu Yan gripped his cell phone tightly. His sharp eyes swept over the doctor. The doctor broke out in cold perspiration and stopped in his tracks.

As Lu Yan walked along the corridor, the voice continued to come through the phone. "Lu Yan, you don't have to bother about Li Si's matters. Delia caught him to bait you into appearing. Now a lot of attention is on "Blood Eagle". I will send someone to save Li Si. You will have to leave on the boat tonight!"

"I'll bring him back."

"What? Lu Yan, don't you dare to mess aroundーHello? Lu Yaー"

The call went dead as Lu Yan cut it off.

He strode along the corridor. At this juncture, he stopped in his tracks, just as he arrived outside the door to An'an's ward.

An'an…

He peered through the little window. An'an was still lying on a hospital bed in a coma.

He examined every detail of her face. He wanted to assimilate the way she looked into his body and soul.

An'an would forever be the only soft spot in his heart.

An'an, goodbye.

In the future, they may never meet again.

He would never be able to put the diamond ring, which was still in his pocket, on her hand.

Lu Yan clenched his fists tightly. His brown eyes were bloodshot initially, and now they were moist.

Farewell, my dearest girl.

Unclenching his fists, he turned around and walked away.

There was a tall and handsome figure ahead. Gu Mohan was standing there. He looked at Lu Yan quietly with his deep and narrow eyes.

Lu Yan had also seen him. He walked over and when he passed by the other man, he said in a low voice, "Don't tell her."

…

At the harbor.

Li Si was tied to a pole. Delia picked up a pair of flaming tongs and pressed it onto Li Si's chest with a malevolent expression on his face.

The rancid smell of burning flesh permeated the air. Li Si clenched his teeth and groaned. But he would never disclose anything. Never. He was a valiant and heroic man.

"Speak, who is the "Blood Eagle"? Who is this man that has been touted as a legend by both the political and the underworld world and is feared by many?" Delia pursued.

Li Si gave a cold laugh. "You'll never… know."

Delia's face darkened.

Suddenly, a grenade was thrown inside and the smoke swiftly spread, blurring their visions.

"Boss, someone is here!"

Delia flashed an excited and twisted smile. The "Blood Eagle" was finally here.

The wooden door was kicked open. A tall and handsome figure emerged from the smoke.

The man was wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of military camouflage pants beneath. He was wearing a pair of black boots. His vicious and intimidating presence reminded one of a wild wolf dashing across the grassland.

His face could not be discerned clearly as it was concealed with a mysterious veil.

Delia wanted to look again but at this moment, the man raised his gun. The assistant who was still speaking just now collapsed onto the ground.

The man's shooting skills were remarkably sharp and accurate.

F**k!

Delia cursed in a low voice and promptly hid away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several shots later, all the men around him fell to the ground like broken rag dolls.

Delia felt his heart go cold. He had never imagined that his men would be defeated within a minute.

This was indeed the "Blood Eagle".

At this moment, he heard a flurry of heavy footsteps. The "Blood Eagle" had walked over in his black boots. He emanated a murderous rage.

Holding onto the revolver, Delia aimed a shot at the man. He was about to fire a second shot when the man walked over and grasped his collar. The blazing tong was pressed onto his right eye.

Argh!!!

Delia yelled out in sheer pain and rolled onto the ground. His eye!

The man flung him aside as if he were a piece of trash before walking over to Li Si and untying the rope around Li Si.

Li Si stared at the man with bloodshot eyes. "You shouldn't be here!"

At this moment, a few gunshots were fired. Another group of Delia's men had rushed in.

"Let's go," Lu Yan murmured.

…

There was already a boat waiting at the other harbor. Li Si helped Lu Yan up the boat.

Just then, Lu Yan's broad body went weak and he collapsed immediately onto the ground.

Li Si was shocked. "Yan Zi, what happened to you?"

He could clearly see Lu Yan's right leg trembling and blood was flowing out. His right leg had been shot.

Seconds later, Lu Yan's vision went black and he fainted on the harbor.

"Yan Zi!"

…

At the hospital ward.

An'an's luscious, long lashes quivered and she gradually opened her eyes.

It was white all around her and there was a stinging antiseptic smell. It seemed like she was in the hospital.

"An'an, you are awake?"

An'an heard someone talking and she turned her head. Her eyes swept the faces of the crowd before her - Elder Brother, Sister-in-law, the doctor and nurses, but the familiar figure she was looking for was not present.

Where was he?

She searched for him again, but to no avail.

Her feeble hand moved and she asked in a weak voice, "Elder Brother, where is Lu Yan?"

She was looking for Lu Yan.

Why was he not there?

Actually she had not dared to tell him that she was fearful of not being able to keep him by her side. She was an invalid, and she was afraid of him despising her.

The moment An'an opened her eyes, she looked for Lu Yan. Tang Mo'er's reddened eyes became moist again. She wanted to speak.

Just then, Gu Mohan walked ahead and blocked Tang Mo'er. He said gently, "Lu Yan had something to attend to. He will visit you in a couple of days."

The glimmer of hope in An'an's eyes immediately extinguished. She lowered her luscious lashes and replied, "Oh."

"An'an." Tang Mo'er held An'an's hand. "You've got to get well soon. Master Yan will come and see you."

"Will he really come?" An'an asked.

Tang Mo'er curved her lips. "He will."

An'an stared at the ceiling above. But why could she not feel him? She felt like she could not sense his presence anymore. It was as if he had left her.

He had never left her all of these years, even when they were not together.

Ah Yan…

…

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. An'an recuperated in the hospital and she made good progress in her recovery.

On this day, she could not stop herself asking Gu Mohan. "Elder Brother, why hasn't Lu Yan come to see me?"

Gu Mohan looked at her quietly and stroked her hair. "He will be coming today."

An'an's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Gu Mohan nodded.

That was great.

Lu Yan was going to come and see her.

An'an removed the blue and white hospital gown that she was wearing and put on a long pink dress. The dress was form-fitting, which accentuated her svelte figure.