Chapter 5: Seems Like I'm Being Underestimated?

The syringe was taken away by Mr. Fu, and Lin Luqiu also returned to the master bedroom upstairs.

She went to the bathroom mirror and saw, as expected, her cheek was visibly swollen.

Just as she was about to go downstairs to look for something to ice her cheek with, she saw Mr. Fu coming over with a man wearing a white coat and a blue surgical mask.

"This is Doctor Song," Mr. Fu said to her, "I've asked him to come over and check on Jingchen's condition."

"…Okay," Lin Luqiu nodded timidly and stepped aside.

Doctor Song glanced at her face, and after entering the room, he took an ice pack out of his medical bag, wrapped it in gauze, and handed it to her.

"Here you go," Mr. Fu said with a sigh, "I'm sorry you've been put through this."

In his eyes, Lin Luqiu was a naive and guileless girl. Already having a tough life and having been separated from the Lin Family for many years, and now suffering this ordeal at the Fu Family, it was natural for him to feel guilty.

Lin Luqiu shook her head, sat down on a nearby sofa, and applied the ice pack to her face.

Her cheek stung, but when she decided to help Fu Jingchen, she had already prepared herself for this.

Thus, she didn't feel particularly wronged; all she needed was for Fu Jingchen to wake up, then her mission would be complete.

Moreover, being targeted so pointedly by Cui Rurong and her son had ignited her fighting spirit.

The more they didn't want Fu Jingchen to wake up, the more determined she was to revive him. What she wanted to see was the scared and fearful expressions of Cui Rurong and Fu Yuankai.

And their greatest fear was none other than Fu Jingchen.

Therefore, Fu Jingchen's awakening would undoubtedly be the ultimate revenge against them.

After Doctor Song finished examining Fu Jingchen on the bed and confirmed there were no problems, Mr. Fu handed him the syringe.

"Doctor Song, please take a look at what's inside this," said Mr. Fu.

"Potassium chloride," Doctor Song stated. "After injecting, it would only take a few minutes to cause death."

Mr. Fu's eyes darkened, "I knew it..."

Those people really wanted his grandson dead.

Lin Luqiu, who was nearby, already knew what was in the syringe and was not surprised.

If she hadn't noticed Fu Yuankai's trickery just now... Fu Jingchen might very well be a corpse by now.

After Doctor Song excused himself, Mr. Fu didn't leave but clearly had more to say to Lin Luqiu.

He sat down with his cane beside his grandson's bed, his expression complex.

"You are a good child... Grandfather hopes you can continue to stay by Jingchen's side and protect him, can you do that?"

Lin Luqiu blinked but said nothing.

The old man continued, "I know you must feel fear towards the Fu Family, and are afraid of the scheming and conflicts here, but Grandfather believes, as long as you are by Jingchen's side… he will surely recover soon."

"Only when he wakes up... will those people be wary and afraid."

A faint smile appeared on Lin Luqiu's face. She had never been afraid of these things.

"…Okay." She looked seriously at the old man opposite her. Mr. Fu's hair was gray, and his figure was stooped. Clearly, he was no longer able to protect his grandson with the confidence of his youth, which is why he was earnestly entrusting her with this task.

This old man reminded her of her own Master, who also wholeheartedly wanted to protect her, including his wife.

Without such elders, she would not have grown into who she was now.

And perhaps it was the same for Fu Jingchen.

…

"Fu Jingchen, oh Fu Jingchen, saving you is truly no easy task." As the swelling on her cheek finally subsided, Lin Luqiu sighed, sat beside the bed, and gently tapped the man's furrowed brow.

"And your grandfather, he worries about you so much, can't you give him some peace of mind?"

"I'm starting to suspect that the car accident you were in half a year ago was also orchestrated by someone wanting you dead. But, we will likely have to wait for you to wake up and investigate these matters yourself."

"Hey, why hasn't dinner arrived yet? Didn't they say it was fine for me to just wait in the room? Could it be they want to starve me to death?" She lay beside the man, bored to death, and started playing with his hair.

"Knock knock." Someone was at the door, "Open up, your meal is here."

It was Ding Mengxue's voice.

Lin Luqiu chuckled lightly and teased in the man's ear, "Listen to that, the attitude of your sister towards me, your sister-in-law, is really something, isn't it?"

Fu Jingchen did not react, appearing to be asleep.

She walked over and opened the door. Ding Mengxue gave her a glance and entered with a tray, swaggering as if she owned the place.

After putting the meal on the coffee table, she went to the bedside to look at Fu Jingchen.

"Jingchen, how's your recovery today? Can you hear me speaking?"

Fu Jingchen still lay there without any response, motionless.

Ding Mengxue looked down disappointedly, then turned to Lin Luqiu who was eating.

"Eating in such an unsightly manner, no wonder even the Lin Family despises you." She scoffed.

"..." Lin Luqiu held her bowl and looked at her, blinking innocently, "What did you say, Mengxue?"

A grain of white rice clung to the corner of her mouth.

Ding Mengxue was disgusted, "Just eat your food! Don't talk to me!"

"Oh..." She continued eating nonchalantly.

As Lin Luqiu truly ignored her, Ding Mengxue started feeling uncomfortable again.

"How can you eat so peacefully?"

Lin Luqiu found her rather absurd. What, she needed to pick a fight over a meal?

"Mengxue, do you really dislike me that much?" she asked curiously, and even burped.

Ding Mengxue's disdain was evident in her eyes, "Of course… because you're simply not worthy of marrying Jingchen!"

"Oh... Then who do you think is more suitable?" Lin Luqiu unabashedly asked.

Ding Mengxue said with pride, "Of course, it's me!"

She held Fu Jingchen's hand, caressing it gently in her palm, her gaze filled with obsession, "...You country bumpkin definitely can't understand how much I love him."

"But you two are siblings..." Lin Luqiu questioned again, "Doesn't Jingchen just see you as a sister?"

Ding Mengxue's anger flared, and she glared at her fiercely.

"Of course not! You village girl who can't even grace the stage, let me ask you, did you go to college? Can you play the piano? You don't know anything, you can't do anything, and yet you delusionally think you're worthy of Jingchen?"

"Piano?" Lin Luqiu blinked again, her lips curving into a meaningful smile, "So, Mengxue, you're very good at playing the piano?"

"Nonsense!" Ding Mengxue snorted, "You probably don't even know what level 10 piano is, or have you ever seen a piano solo concert?"

Lin Luqiu feigned sudden realization, "Ah, so you're a pianist, Mengxue..."

Ding Mengxue raised her slender, fair hands, as if lost in pleasant memories.

"Jingchen once personally praised them, saying these were the most perfect pair of hands he has ever seen in the world."

"Oh..."

"He often has insomnia... and only by listening to me play the piano for him can he fall asleep."

"I see." Lin Luqiu was not angry at all, but instead smiled brightly, "I really hope I get the chance to witness it myself."

Ding Mengxue sneered, "Someone like you, a rural village girl, surely wouldn't understand."

The smile on Lin Luqiu's lips deepened.

Ha, how do you know for sure that I wouldn't understand?