I Own a Funeral Home: Live Stream Following Other Streamers and Shock the Entire Internet! - Chapter 168
Chapter 168: Hospital Attack, Hidden Crisis
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The air was filled with silence.
Qian Qiangyu’s eyes were filled with shock!
Li Yidao’s words had struck straight at his soul!
At this moment, Wei Wenqiang also raised his head and observed Li Yidao.
At this moment, his impression of Li Yidao changed once again!
Was he really this… extraordinary?
Brother Dao, Brother Dao…
The Grim Reaper… Brother Dao…
Could it be that he really was a reincarnation of the Grim Reaper?
“Ding ding, ding ding…”
Just then, a familiar cell phone ringtone abruptly broke the silence in the air.
Wei Wenqiang furrowed his brow and took out his phone to check. He appeared momentarily surprised and pressed the answer key.
“Hello?”
“Boss, something has happened…”
Li Yidao heard a deep voice on the other end of the phone call.
Then Wei Wenqiang’s brow furrowed further.
“Mmm…”
“Okay.”
“Okay.” “Mmm.”
“I’m going back now.”
Hanging up the phone, Wei Wenqiang had already stood up and looked at Li Yidao, apologizing in his tone, “Young sir, there’s trouble at the hospital…”
Li Yidao quietly nodded.
Then they both rose simultaneously.
It was obvious who had caused the trouble at the hospital.
At this moment, Qian Qiangyu, seeing the two of them standing up, showed growing anxiety in his eyes.
But he still didn’t utter a word.
Although he wanted to stop the two from leaving, the open mouth couldn’t produce a single sound!
His eyes were full of internal conflict!
Li Yidao, with his peripheral vision, took in every detail!
At this moment, Li Yidao knew that the inner defenses of the other party had essentially crumbled.
When he went through another stage of torment, he would naturally contact them!
When Li Yidao and Wei Wenqiang entered the hospital room, they immediately noticed a large puddle of blood on the floor at the door.
Inside the room, there was a bodyguard seated by the bedside.
His left shoulder was bandaged, and he held a pistol in his right hand.
Wei Wenqiang’s grandson lay quietly in the hospital bed.
Above the young boy, only Li Yidao could see the figure in the wedding dress.
There was also a small, huddled silhouette gradually being enveloped by a thickening aura of crimson.
Given the current situation, it was highly likely that the young boy would soon be completely surrounded.
The outcome once he was entirely enveloped was quite evident.
“Boss,” said the middle-aged bodyguard as he stood up upon seeing Wei Wenqiang enter.
Wei Wenqiang walked over to the bodyguard and lightly patted his shoulder twice in silent understanding.
“Go get your wounds treated, I’ll handle things here,” Wei Wenqiang said softly.
The bodyguard responded with a simple “Mm” and left the room.
Now, only Li Yidao and Wei Wenqiang remained in the hospital room.
Wei Wenqiang’s eyes burned with anger, and his tone carried a hint of coldness as he looked at Li Yidao and asked, “Sir, did she do this?”
Wei Wenqiang had considered many possibilities, but he found it difficult to believe the extent of the madness.
Could it be that the woman would think that her scheme had succeeded if his grandson died?
However, Li Yidao, in response, shook his head.
Wei Wenqiang stood there, stunned by Li Yidao’s response.
“Not her? Then who could it be?” His voice dripped with anger, as he contemplated the possibility of personal enemies targeting him.
Li Yidao responded with a solemn expression, “I don’t have the answer, but I do know that these attackers have more than just the child’s death in mind.”
The audacity of the attack on the child suggested that this was not a simple feud between influential families.
It didn’t make sense for them to expose themselves in such a blatant manner if their goal was merely to discreetly harm the child.
Li Yidao believed that the assailants were aware of the child’s current circumstances and intended to eliminate the supernatural forces lurking in the shadows—entities like the mysterious bride figure that only he could perceive. In essence, their actions may be aimed at diverting Li Yidao’s investigation.
This situation was becoming increasingly captivating.
Wei Wenqiang was stunned.
Given his current stature and wealth, he was undoubtedly a man of discernment.
Yet, the situation seemed to be growing more intricate with every passing moment.
He couldn’t help but ponder why he had ever been enticed by that impulsively bought house.
Now, he found himself ensnared in a labyrinth of complications.
If he hadn’t reached out for the old man, if he hadn’t enlisted Li Yidao’s aid, if he hadn’t recognized the gravity of this matter, perhaps his beloved grandson would be with God already.
It was these many “ifs” that presently offered a glimmer of hope.
At their present echelon of affluence and influence, pecuniary matters were trivial, particularly for Wei Wenqiang.
His grandson’s welfare held precedence above all else.
After a moment of pensive silence, Li Yidao resumed, “Your grandson’s condition is precarious, and our ability to fathom the enigma of the inkstone within the near future is uncertain.
“Stay here and ensure no unauthorized individuals enter this room. Keep your distance from your grandson’s bed and refrain from any contact with him. Do not request a room change. I shall return.”
Li Yidao planned to seek the wisdom of the old man, confident that he possessed a method to temporarily repel the ominous crimson aura entwining the young boy.
For the time being, Qian Qiangyu had no choice but to wait.
His willingness to share would come in due time.
Exerting undue pressure now might lead to an untimely emotional collapse.
“Agreed. I am profoundly indebted to you for your assistance in these dire circumstances,” Wei Wenqiang acknowledged the gravity of the situation.
Li Yidao nodded and was on the verge of departure.
However, just then, the door to the ward swung open, eliciting not just astonishment from Wei Wenqiang but also Li Yidao’s bewilderment.
Qian Qiangyu?
He actually followed them here?
