Chapter 57: Basically Useless

WHOOSH!

Lin Jian really seemed to have taken a shortcut. In just about four minutes, he arrived at a corner of the repair shop’s yard with Ye Ziqiu on his back.

Terrified, Ye Ziqiu clung to him like a monkey. Not only were her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, but her legs were also clamped in a death grip around his waist. Given how he had been leaping up and down just now, she had been genuinely afraid of falling.

"Loosen up a bit, you’re choking me!" Lin Jian pinched the inside of her thigh.

At that pinch, Ye Ziqiu’s body instantly went stiff—rigidly so. The spot he had pinched was simply too... sensitive.

"I’ll bite you to death..." Whether out of embarrassment or anger, the CEO of the multinational corporation grabbed Lin Jian’s shoulder and bit down hard.

"Ouch... take it easy, that hurts..." The pain almost made Lin Jian cry out. The woman was actually biting him, clamping down with all her might. She had to have been a dog in a past life.

"Who told you to... You are not allowed to pinch me again," Ye Ziqiu said frantically.

"Alright, alright, no more pinching. We’re here." Lin Jian gently set her down, then immediately pulled her back. The two of them hid behind a scrapped car.

Faintly, they could hear crying and screaming coming from inside the workshop.

"It’s Su Zhiwei’s voice. Oh no, they’re torturing him. We should call the police immediately," Ye Ziqiu said, her face draining of color.

"Keep your voice down. We’ll get a little closer so you can listen carefully. Follow me." Lin Jian took her hand, and the two tiptoed behind the main doors. From there, the voices inside the workshop rang out clearly.

"Young Master Su, hang in there a bit longer! The ambulance will be here soon!"

"Ahhh! I’m going to die! It hurts so much! Am I ruined? Have I become a eunuch?! Ahhh, I’m dying! Why isn’t the ambulance here yet?!" Su Zhiwei was leaning against a sofa, the crotch of his pants stained with a massive patch of blood.

The other people in the room were scattered haphazardly, either sprawled on the ground or slouched against the sofas. Only Master Si was still standing. He loomed over Su Zhiwei. "Young Master Su, I need you to give us an explanation for what happened today!"

"Ahhh, it hurts..." Su Zhiwei was completely out of his mind with pain, acting as if he hadn’t even heard Master Si speak.

"Su Zhiwei!"

SLAP! Master Si suddenly delivered a vicious backhand to Su Zhiwei’s face. He then snarled, "I don’t care if you’ve become a eunuch! You started all this today. My brothers are severely injured, and I got one of my damn ears ripped off! So if you don’t give us a satisfactory answer, don’t blame us for turning against you later!"

"Answer your ass! Can’t you see my fucking junk is gone?! Kill me right now if you have the guts!" Su Zhiwei wept as he looked down. His mangled manhood was a bloody, unrecognizable mess.

"Hmph, I’m just giving you a heads-up. My brothers were doing a job for you, but you never mentioned the target was a martial arts master. Otherwise, would we have suffered such a huge loss?" Master Si sneered.

"He’s just a security guard! Just a guard! And I can guarantee that the one who attacked wasn’t that lowly guard, but someone else entirely. Maybe it’s someone you guys offended! Why blame me?"

"Someone we offended?" Furious, Master Si shot back. "If it was someone we offended, why would they stomp on your dick and balls?"

"I..." Su Zhiwei was left speechless.

Just then, the ambulance arrived.

At the sound of the siren, the still-horrified Ye Ziqiu was suddenly scooped up by the waist and thrown over Lin Jian’s shoulder. With a few bounds, they vanished into the night.

Lin Jian didn’t set Ye Ziqiu down until they reached another street. The moment her feet touched the ground, she immediately grabbed onto his shirt. Her face was pale, and her hands were trembling.

This was the first time she had witnessed such sheer ugliness in human nature. It was the kind of malice that made her question everything she knew about the world. She wondered what kind of environment a person like Su Zhiwei had grown up in, and how he could be so deeply evil.

"Is Su Zhiwei still a saint incarnate now?" Lin Jian curled his lip and teased, "Why don’t you go back to him? Go find your great philanthropist."

Ye Ziqiu lowered her head. Surprisingly, she didn’t argue back this time. Instead, she whispered timidly, "Lin Jian, I’m sorry."

"Is a simple ’sorry’ supposed to cut it? You’ve wounded my pure, innocent little heart. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

"What kind of compensation do you want?" Ye Ziqiu asked, still looking down.

"Me? Well..." Lin Jian’s eyes lit up, and a wicked grin spread across his face. "If you shout ’Lin Jian is the most handsome man’ right now, we’ll call it even!"

"You? The most handsome?" Ye Ziqiu suddenly giggled. "The ugliest is more like it."

With that, the gorgeous woman sprinted ahead.

Watching her run, admiring her swaying waist and long legs, Lin Jian swallowed hard. "Such a perfect girl, why shouldn’t I be the one to claim her? Because I don’t have money? I’ll have plenty later! Making money is a piece of cake.

"So... why should I feel inferior? That’s right, I’m going to make her mine!

"Beautiful, here I come!"

Lin Jian chased after her like a big bad wolf.

***

Meanwhile, as Lin Jian and Ye Ziqiu picked up their car and drove toward Jiang City, a large crowd had already gathered outside the emergency department of Modu First Renmin Hospital. Su Zhiwei’s mother, younger sister, younger brother, third aunt, fourth aunt, and various other relatives were present. There were over twenty of them in total.

The light above the operating room remained on. Due to the patient’s status, many specialists who had already gone home for the day had been called back.

Inside the operating room, the specialists were holding an urgent consultation. This was a major surgery involving department heads from plastic surgery, urology, general surgery, orthopedics, and reproductive medicine. However, faced with the patient’s complex injuries, the experts found themselves suffering from a massive headache. They were simultaneously treating him, discussing options, and making critical decisions.

"Discuss it with the patient’s family. We need to amputate everything. If we don’t do a full excision, infection will set in."

"Yes, he’ll have to get a prosthetic later."

"Then let’s proceed with a full excision."

"Get the family’s consent. Quickly..."

Having reached a consensus, two chief physicians stepped out of the operating room and asked for the patient’s family.

"I am. I’m his mother," said Su Zhiwei’s mother, stepping forward. "Do you need us to sign something? We will sign it."

She appeared very rational and calm. She was, after all, a formidable businesswoman, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Su Family’s main branch, and a major shareholder in their corporation. She also held a crucial executive position.

"Hello, ma’am. We need to consult you on a decision. His... there is no longer any possibility of surgical reconstruction for it. Therefore, everything must be completely excised immediately; otherwise, a severe infection will spread rapidly.

"Naturally, this will significantly affect the patient’s future physiological and psychological state. You will need to find a good therapist to counsel him.

"However, modern medical technology is highly advanced. Our plastic surgery department has professional ties with several hospitals in Tai. We can arrange for a prosthetic implant. The realism of these prosthetics is over ninety percent; they are practically indistinguishable from the real thing."

Na Yuqing’s body swayed slightly. She wondered if her eldest son was really going to lose it all.

Tears streamed down her face. "We will follow the hospital’s recommendation. Please operate as soon as possible."

"Understood. We will begin immediately."

The doctor instructed a nurse to have the family sign the consent forms before heading back into the operating room.

Taking a deep breath, Na Yuqing walked over to the stairwell, pulled out her phone, and made a call.

"Brother, it’s Yuqing. I need you to kill a few people for me..."