Chapter 122 - 122:1 Don’t Have a Father Anymore
Chapter 122:1 Don’t Have a Father Anymore
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Gu Ci didn’t expect that Dr. North and this poison had a connection. Dr. North was a clever person. “I used this poison on Chen Geng. He drank it for a month, but that old man values his life and became suspicious. Otherwise, he would have died many years earlier.”
Gu Ci remained silent.
Master, 1 don’t really want to hear about your great achievements.
“Apologies for that.” Dr. North glanced at her own hand with a playful look. “Who says that all medical practitioners must have a compassionate heart? Killing and saving lives are just a thought away.”
“If someone takes the poison for a period of time, is stopping the medication enough?”
Dr. North pondered for a moment. “If taken a few times, it should be fine. But if it lasts for more than a month, it would be best to undergo blood dialysis.” “These are Uncle Lu’s tea leaves. He drinks tea every day.”
All four cans of tea leaves were contaminated with pollen.
Dr. North looked surprised and thoughtful. “No wonder, the cause couldn’t be identified.”
She paused for a moment, chuckled lightly, and said, “Little girl, you are truly perceptive.”
“Master, you flatter me.”
As the two of them left the laboratory, they encountered Chen Rushi.
He stood alone outside the laboratory, tall and handsome. “Cici, what a coincidence to meet again.”
“Urgh!” Gu Ci walked past him with a book in her arms, without turning back. The conflict between them had started in Lavis, and she had no desire to interact with Chen Rushi. She looked toward Dr. North and said, “Dr. North, it seems you have quite an affection for Gu Ci.”
“She is my student,” Dr. North replied in a flat tone.
“You came to A University to teach, and I haven’t seen you getting too close to anyone except Gu Ci. You privately made appointments with her and even conducted experiments together during the holidays in the laboratory. I suspect… is she your daughter?”
Her age also matches.
Dr. North laughed heartily and carefree. “Do you think Chen Geng is worthy of such an excellent daughter? Don’t you know how rotten the Chen family’s genes are? Isn’t it clear in your mind?”
She’d also insulted Chen Rushi in the same sentence.
Chen Rushi’s expression darkened slightly. “My patience has its limits.”
Dr. North showed no fear. “1 have nothing to lose, no attachments. Whether 1 save you or not depends entirely on my mood, Chen Rushi. You have been pampered since childhood, never understanding the meaning of humility. When seeking help, one must have the attitude of seeking help. Learn that first, and then come find me.”
Chen Rushi felt unhappy after being ignored several times.
Dr. North took a few steps but turned back. “Chen Rushi, Gu Ci brought me several cans of tea today for testing. It’s a coincidence that they turned out to contain powder from the Changming flower mixed with the black tea. Apart from me, you are the only one who knows about the Changming flower and how it can harm people when mixed with tea. Your heart disease is your own retribution.”
Chen Rushi’s face turned extremely ugly, but Dr. North had already walked away.
Lu Zhiyuan had been in the tea room since he woke up. He wasn’t someone who enjoyed drinking tea, yet there was a separate tea room in his house. The fragrance of tea lingered, and Lu Zhiyuan had been elegantly brewing tea, filtering it, and savoring the aroma.
Gu Ci leaned against the door, watching him, feeling a slight ache in her heart. Perhaps he was missing Lu Ze!
Lu Zhiyuan smiled lightly and asked, “Would you like some tea?”
Gu Ci sat in front of him, smelling the black tea. It didn’t have that faint floral fragrance. She took a sip, put down the teacup, and noticed that Lu Zhiyuan wasn’t fond of tea. It was Third Master who loved drinking tea, so Lu Zhiyuan’s tea brewing skills were lacking.
This tea was bitter and astringent, quite difficult to drink.
Lu Zhiyuan also took a sip, frowned, and put down the teacup. “It’s really hard to drink.”
Gu Ci took the tea utensils used for brewing and made another cup for him. It was the same tea, but the brewing method was different, resulting in a completely different taste. Lu Zhiyuan fell silent.
“Li Jiang said you haven’t left the house all day.”
“I feel suffocated.” Lu Zhiyuan leaned back on the soft cushion and stretched his legs. “The year my mother died, I hated him so much. If 1 had been of age, I would have severed ties with him. The car accident was an accident, but I blamed him for it, which was unfair. However, if he hadn’t forcibly taken over and seized control, my mother wouldn’t have died tragically. My father felt guilty and indulged in my every request. Relying on his favoritism, 1 became reckless. When 1 finally grew up, left the Lu family, and no longer relied on the Lu Corporation, 1 felt a sense of relief. I thought… 1 would resent him for the rest of my life, but now that he’s really gone, 1 feel restless. Gu Ci, I haven’t forgiven him yet. How could he die?”
Lu Zhiyuan suppressed his emotions that had been building up all day and released them in front of Gu Ci. He covered his eyes and his voice was hoarse. “I haven’t forgiven him yet. How could he die?”
Gu Ci moved closer and hugged him, feeling a pang of pain in her heart. She regretted not informing him in advance. Would he strangle her when she told Lu Zhiyuan the truth later?
“Gu Ci, I no longer have a father.”
Gu Ci had no blood ties to him and didn’t know how to comfort him. “1 still have a father, but in my heart, he’s already dead.”
Lu Zhiyuan leaned against her, unable to break free from the emotions of losing his parent. Gu Ci coughed a few times. “Third Brother, there’s something 1 want to tell you, but please don’t get angry when you hear it.”
Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes were slightly red, but he had already pulled himself out of the sadness. “Tell me first!”
“Just promise me that you won’t get angry!” Gu Ci felt a bit guilty.
Lu Zhiyuan remained expressionless. “Every time you call me Third Brother, it’s because you’ve done something wrong.”
Gu Ci remained silent.
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and faced Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes that seemed to say, “Speak up, I’m already angry.” “Uncle Lu isn’t brain dead. Before he entered the operating room, I had a suspicion in my mind, but I had no evidence. So, 1 asked Master to lie. His operation was very successful.”
Lu Zhiyuan looked at her calmly, and Gu Ci felt guilty, putting on a submissive appearance. “I’m sorry!”
“Why did you deceive me?”
“Before Uncle Lu went into the operating room, 1 only had suspicions but no evidence. That’s why 1 asked Master to lie. Later, when we examined the tea leaves, we found toxins, confirming my suspicions.” Gu Ci explained softly, “Xu Tingting is cunning, and 1 was afraid she would see through our plan, so I didn’t tell you.”
Lu Zhiyuan was overwhelmed with various emotions. Even Third Master believed that Lu Ze was dead, indicating how deeply Gu Ci had concealed the truth.
Was he angry?
No, he felt relieved that the old man had a successful surgery and was still alive.
“You don’t trust me!” Lu Zhiyuan’s gaze turned cold. “Are you afraid I’ll reveal the secret?”
Gu Ci’s heart skipped a beat. Lu Zhiyuan had a strong desire to win and despised it when others underestimated him. Gu Ci had once wondered why he had such a strong desire to win.
But after knowing about Third Master’s existence, she understood.
He had been competing with Third master throughout his life, two souls sharing one body. They coexisted and fought, vying for control over the body. Third Master was a dominant presence. Lu Zhiyuan was also a world champion. In their respective fields, they had reached the pinnacle.
He had been constantly striving, proving himself to be the true soul of this body.
“Third Brother, you care about Uncle Lu, but you refuse to admit it. I was afraid that if you found out he had been poisoned and went to confront Xu Tingting and her son, it would tip them off.” Gu Ci’s voice was gentle. “I was wrong, and I shouldn’t have kept it from you. It won’t happen again.”
“Give me the report!”