The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Hidden Identity [Chapter 1 Update]

An urgent alarm sounded.

In the ward, where there were only the sounds of footsteps and breathing, it seemed exceptionally jarring. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

The doctor monitoring Old Master Fu’s heartbeat looked over and his complexion changed in an instant.

Although Old Master Fu’s heartbeat was weak earlier, it still existed, and the electrocardiogram was very steady.

But now, the lines on the electrocardiogram machine had flattened.

Cardiac arrest!

“Quick!” the attending physician urgently took the defibrillator from the nurse and immediately began to resuscitate Old Master Fu.

**

Outside the ICU.

Madam Fu, having finished scolding Fu Yichen, returned to Fu Mingcheng’s side and whispered at the lowest volume, “Mingcheng, I’m afraid the old master really won’t pull through this time.”

Everyone knew about Old Master Fu’s poor health.

He had endured disasters and famine, and Shanghai City was quite turbulent during that era.

While covering for a junior’s escape, Old Master Fu was seriously injured, nearly fatally so.

Fortunately, at that time, Mu Heqing, the ruler of the Imperial Capital’s Mu Family, just happened to be in Shanghai City directing operations and rescued Old Master Fu.

However, as a result, his health suffered considerably.

Originally, with the Fu Family’s resources, he could have recovered.

But the trouble started 20 years ago.

For some unknown reason, Old Master Fu’s health took a sharp downturn once again.

Over the years, his life was sustained solely by the hospital’s expensive medications.

Three years ago, everyone in Shanghai City said that with Old Master Fu’s passing, the city’s power dynamics were bound to be greatly shaken up.

But, contrary to expectations, these three years turned out to be when Old Master Fu’s health was at its best.

Fu Mingcheng’s expression was inscrutable, “After so many years of struggle, it’s time for the old master to rest.”

He knew very well for whom Old Master Fu had been holding on until now.

While the Fu family members each harbored their own thoughts, the ICU’s door opened, and a nurse rushed out.

“Where are the family members?” She waved a piece of paper in her hand, anxious, “Critical condition notice, please sign it.”

Upon hearing this, the faces of the Fu family members changed instantly.

This wasn’t the first critical condition notice from the hospital, but this time it was the fastest.

In the end, Old Master Fu had reached this point.

“Here.” Fu Mingcheng took the critical condition notice, glanced at it, then prepared to sign it with a pen.

But he had only made the first stroke of his family name when, suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

They were rapid but orderly.

Fu Mingcheng looked up, surprised.

Leading them was a young man, followed by several bodyguards and a group of doctors.

But those doctors were clearly not from the First Hospital.

Upon arriving in front of the ICU, the young man didn’t even look at Fu Mingcheng but immediately ordered the people behind him, “Start the transfer now.”

The Fu family members hadn’t yet reacted when that group of doctors had already entered the ICU.

It didn’t take long for them to rush out with Old Master Fu, bed and all, heading swiftly outside.

“What are you doing?!” Fu Mingcheng was both shocked and angry, “Who are you people? You’re transferring him just like that? Why should I let you take away my father?”

“Because you’re of no use,” the young man turned back with a cold sneer, “Since he can’t be saved here, you might as well try to stop us.”

Fu Mingcheng’s complexion changed.

As if he recalled something, he didn’t step forward but stood in place, fists clenched, as veins throbbed violently at his temples.

The several towering bodyguards further intimidated the other Fu family members from approaching.

Yichen took a few steps before halting again.

His gaze swept over the Fu family members, finally settling on Fu Yichen.

“Take him too.”

Still in shock, Fu Yichen was taken away by two bodyguards without any chance to struggle.

This show of force left the other Fu family members completely stunned.

“Yichen!” Madam Fu turned pale and chased after them, “Where are you taking my son?”

“Madam Fu, don’t worry,” the young man turned back with a slight smile, “as long as the old master is fine, your second son will be returned to you safe and sound. But if anything happens to the old master—”

He lifted his hand to his throat and made a slicing motion, “You’d better wait.”

Madam Fu fainted on the spot, turning the hospital into a scene of chaos.

When she finally came to, she grabbed Fu Mingcheng, her voice trembling, “Mingcheng, are those people, could they be…?”

“It must be them,” Fu Mingcheng said with a heavy gaze, “they haven’t shown up for three years, and now they’re back.”

He had people look into them, but couldn’t even find their names.

He had also asked Old Master Fu about them over these three years, but Old Master Fu played dumb and acted unclear each time.

Mingcheng’s face grew even more terrible as he thought back on the events of twenty years prior.

**

Ten minutes later.

Eastern Shanghai City.