Chapter 349: Hospital Attack!

Qian Lian stopped her emotional outburst for a moment before answering,

"It says they’re high-level, so they should be pretty good."

Su Mo nodded before turning toward Leng Shuang.

"Regarding the axolotl serum, I suggest initially selling it as a premium medical regenerative cream for scars, burns, and wound recovery. Once its effectiveness becomes well known, we can launch a luxury cosmetic serum marketed for scar removal and skin-tone evening."

Leng Shuang’s eyes lit up as she nodded.

"That’s exactly what Miss Lin suggested as well."

"..."

Su Mo stared at her.

"If you already had a plan, why are you asking me?"

"But this idea has two problems."

Leng Shuang raised one finger.

"First, we might need to start a cosmetics company."

"Then do it." Su Mo shrugged.

She raised a second finger.

"Second, even if the axolotl serum is made into a cream, it’s still only one product. That’s not enough to support an entirely new company."

Hearing this, Su Mo pointed at Qian Lian.

"Didn’t she just receive a high-level cosmetic set as a reward?"

Qian Lian blinked.

Su Mo continued,

"Let the company’s researchers study them and use the axolotl serum to improve the cosmetics. If the resulting products turn out to be better than the other cosmetic products available on the market, implement the plan."

He paused before adding,

"Remember to ensure complete secrecy."

"Just leave it to me, Master." Leng Shuang nodded. Then she asked,

"What should we call the new cosmetics company?"

Su Mo thought for a moment. "Just... Ankang Cosmetics."

"..."

Leng Shuang was exasperated.

"At least put some effort into naming it."

***

Jiangnan City Hospital

Lin Fan sat on the hospital bed in shock, his eyes wide open as he breathed heavily.

Huff... Huff...

Was it a nightmare?

He looked around at his surroundings before finally coming to a conclusion.

Am I in a hospital?

He clutched his head in pain as a horrifying memory suddenly flashed through his mind.

Lord Lavatory! Lord Lavatory! Lord—

"Shut up!"

He cursed under his breath.

Then, something suddenly occurred to him, and his face turned pale.

Damn it! I can’t afford the hospital bill! I must get out of here!

Lin Fan carefully pulled out the IV drip.

Still wearing his hospital gown, he walked toward the door and slowly opened it.

He peeked outside.

After confirming that no one was around, Lin Fan quietly walked out.

I must find my clothes. Otherwise, it will be difficult to leave.

He had already searched the room, but his clothes weren’t there.

They must have been taken by whoever had brought him here.

Meanwhile, Dermila and the four brothers were talking with the doctor and asking about Lin Fan’s condition.

Dermila and Bert had rushed here after giving their statements to the police. However, upon arriving, they found that Lord Lavatory—Lin Fan—still hadn’t woken up.

Concerned, they had come to the doctor to understand his situation.

"Don’t worry. The patient is fine. He fell unconscious because of a period of improper diet and physical weakness. As long as we provide him with proper nutrients, he should wake up soon."

The doctor’s words made the five of them sigh in relief.

"Thank God."

"If something had happened to Lord Lavatory..."

"Shush! Don’t say such cursed words."

"Right. It’s good that he’s fine."

The corner of the doctor’s mouth twitched.

Lord Lavatory? What kind of title is that? These people are crazy.

He shook his head.

As a doctor, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat worried about these people.

"I wonder if you are interested in a diagnosis—"

Bang! Bang!

"Ahhhhh!"

The doctor’s words were cut off by the sound of gunfire, followed by several screams.

The sudden noise startled everyone.

"What was that sound?"

Ron looked confused.

The other three brothers were the same.

Dermila’s expression, however, had become solemn.

"That was a gunshot."

"Gunshot?! Are you serious, Miss Dermila?"

"One hundred percent sure!"

Dermila nodded firmly.

The doctor was already sweating profusely.

"This is troublesome."

Sam muttered with a frown.

"Tom, call the police. Bert, Ron, follow me. Let’s find out what’s going on!"

"No, this is dangerous!"

Dermila immediately spoke up to refute their idea.

The doctor nodded like a duck, his face pale with fear.

Sam, however, didn’t waver.

"Doing nothing is even more dangerous. Don’t worry, we won’t do anything reckless."

Bert and Ron also spoke up.

"Trust us, Miss Dermila, Doctor."

With that, the three of them left while Tom went to the side and called the police.

The doctor looked at Dermila and asked,

"Are these four always like this? Doing dangerous things like reckless idiots?"

Dermila smiled.

"They may be foolish, but they are righteous fools."

***

The hospital lobby was in complete chaos.

Just a few moments ago, four men wearing eagle masks and carrying guns had rushed into the hospital. They began firing aimless shots into the air, terrifying the crowd and causing everyone to scream in panic.

"Silence!"

One of the masked men, seemingly the leader, shouted.

As soon as his cold voice fell, the lobby fell into an eerie silence.

The guns were pointed toward the people who had been screaming the loudest, leaving everyone too frightened to make another sound.

"Another word, and his bullet will pass through your head."

A fat man was so nervous that he accidentally let out a fart.

"Prrt... Pui~"

Bang!

"Ahhh!"

The bullet struck him directly in the butt.

Seeing the miserable sight of the fat man wailing, everyone else became even more terrified.

The masked leader looked satisfied.

"Good. Now cooperate properly, and you might get to live."

"On your knees! Hands up!"

One by one, everyone dropped to their knees, far too scared to resist.

The masked men then moved through the lobby, each of them acting as though they had already planned their roles.

One went to lock the main entrance. Another guarded the hostages. The third began collecting everyone’s phones.

After locking the main entrance, the man responsible for it also went to secure the hospital’s back entrance before standing guard there.