Chapter 14: The First Explosion!

Chapter 14: The First Explosion!

Lu Chengzhou cast a cold, sharp glance over. "Little Aunt?"

Lu Ruoshui, the youngest daughter of the Lu family.

She swept a look of disdain over Lu Shangjin and said indifferently, "Chengzhou, you may enter, but those two behind you cannot."

The others watched the scene with malicious intent. With Lu Ruoshui acting as the spearhead, they only needed to wait and see what would happen.

Lu Chengzhou’s eyes darkened as he looked at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi immediately grabbed Lu Ruoshui by the arm and dragged her aside.

Caught off guard, Lu Ruoshui stumbled back repeatedly, screaming, "Lu Yi! How dare you! A mere servant, and you dare to treat me like this!"

Lu Yi released her arm, his tall frame blocking her path. "Miss Ruoshui, my apologies."

"Get lost!" Lu Ruoshui glared at him coldly.

Lu Yi did not budge an inch.

"I have no energy to watch you people bicker."

Lu Chengzhou suddenly spoke, his cold gaze fixed ahead as he said carelessly, "If you don't know what it means to keep to yourselves, I can teach you for free."

The man's tone was indifferent and slow, carrying a chilling air of intimidation.

In an instant, everyone present fell silent, fearing for themselves.

The courtyard grew quiet.

Lu Chengzhou pushed open the door and entered with Gu Mang and Lu Shangjin.

The old lady's room was also crowded with people.

The room was filled with the most advanced medical equipment and the most effective medicine.

Three military doctors, whose names held weight even within the World Medical Organization, were currently gathered around the old lady's bedside, appearing quite helpless.

It was a hemorrhagic stroke; they had already performed a drainage procedure, but it had been ineffective.

Lu Xiwei said in a low voice, "Three uncles, we must perform surgery to remove the blood clot in Grandmother's brain, otherwise she is in danger!"

Lu Xiwei was the daughter of the Lu family's second master.

Highly skilled in medicine, she was recognized by the medical organization as the youngest authority in neurology.

One of the military doctors replied, "Miss Lu, the old lady is advanced in age; she simply cannot withstand a craniotomy."

Lu Xiwei frowned. "With the few of us here, there is at least a twenty-five percent chance of success. If we don't operate, Grandmother might not even make it through the night!"

The three military doctors exchanged looks, their expressions grave.

After a few seconds of silence, they reached a consensus.

"Very well, Miss Lu. Let us proceed with the surgery, with you as the lead surgeon."

Lu Xiwei gave a nod.

The nurses immediately began preparations to transport the old lady to the sterile operating room that had long been prepared in the Lu residence.

Gu Mang stood by the door, her cold, clear eyes fixed on the old lady lying in the hospital bed.

After listening to their conversation, she curled her lips in a languid expression and said indifferently, "With the patient in this condition, if you proceed with surgery, she will likely die on the operating table."