CHAPTER 228: CHAPTER 228: YOU ARE LATE

An Yan chuckled, "Su Siming is suited for external networking!"

That was the real reason she wanted these three people to join her team.

Mu Enyu froze, her large eyes darting back and forth several times before she suddenly burst into tears with a WAAH.

She wasn’t a child of the Mu Family’s eldest branch.

And in the tradition of the Mu Family, the family business only went to the eldest branch.

The other branches would either start their own businesses if they had the ability, or meekly accept their lot, relying on the eldest branch for support.

Unfortunately, Mu Enyu’s parents were among those without such ability.

So, from a young age, her parents had taught her to be content and modest. Only then, they emphasized, would the eldest branch give them their money on time every month!

Only then could they live their lives peacefully and comfortably.

Therefore, she did her utmost to diminish her presence, to be as well-behaved and obedient as possible.

As it turned out, she was right. Her elder brother liked her when she was docile.

So she became even more well-behaved, to the point that she saw herself as someone who could only exist by depending on others.

Even her feelings for Liang Chen weren’t true fondness. It was more that Liang Chen was very powerful, and if she were with him, she wouldn’t have to worry about anything.

But now, Sister Yan said that she was even better than Liang Chen with a needle.

And after Sister Yan made that comment, Liang Chen’s gaze, as he looked at her, was filled with admiration.

In that moment, some barrier within her heart shattered.

She no longer wanted to merely catch Liang Chen’s attention; she wanted to become so outstanding that Liang Chen couldn’t ignore her brilliance.

Just like how she couldn’t ignore Sister Yan’s brilliance.

A tissue was offered to her.

It was Liang Chen!

This time, Mu Enyu didn’t shy away or blush. She took it confidently and wiped away her tears.

"Sister Yan, what do we do next?"

"First, show me Professor Song’s diagnostic results."

Mu Enyu hurriedly pulled up the video she had just recorded and handed it to An Yan.

After watching it from start to finish, An Yan came to a conclusion:

Professor Song must have noticed something was wrong.

However, he hadn’t made a fuss. Instead, he simply repeated the conclusion Liang Chen had described to him.

It seemed he was deliberately saying it for someone specific to hear.

An Yan felt a slight sense of relief. She hadn’t intended to hide the truth from Professor Song, but she also hadn’t expected him to actually cooperate with her.

She figured he likely understood the intricacies of the situation after learning her car had been wrecked.

"When Professor Song left, he also mentioned that if we were worried, he was willing to negotiate with the Mo Family on our behalf and let us return to Luocheng for treatment," Liang Chen said.

This made An Yan even more convinced that Professor Song had truly discovered something.

But she couldn’t leave yet.

The divination reading had shown there was an opportunity for her in Yuncheng.

She felt that this opportunity was related to the Old Master’s illness.

And now, the Mo Family was in such chaos!

At a time like this, forget about being unable to perform surgery on the Old Master; even if she could, the surgery probably wouldn’t proceed smoothly.

So, the next step was to find a way to look for the Golden Thread Worm.

"Wang Yong, where was the last reported location of the team searching for the Golden Thread Worm?"

"Heishui Village. People entering the mountains usually choose to stay there. Over the years, with more hikers, Heishui Village has practically become a reception point for them. Tourists planning to go into the mountains all stop in that village."

"Prepare the necessary supplies for us. We’re heading into the mountains."

"Understood."

"Additionally, book return flights to Luocheng for us. Schedule them for seven o’clock tonight. And also..."

An Yan shared her plan with Wang Yong. Then, she had everyone pack their bags. They drove off in a relatively inconspicuous vehicle from the mountain villa, avoiding roadside surveillance cameras as they headed towards Heishui Village.

At three in the afternoon, Wang Yong called the airport to book tickets for An Yan and the others.

He booked an entire first-class cabin—a grand gesture—and specifically requested that the airport prepare the necessary equipment for a patient.

Just as Wang Yong’s call ended, several members of the Mo Family received the news.

Mo Shiyan’s brows knitted tightly. "She’s going to leave Yuncheng?"

The old butler sighed, "Yes, the flight departs at seven in the evening. That’s just over three hours from now."

Mo Shiyan’s expression turned extremely unsightly. His original plan had been to wait until Li Qingqing arrived, then take An Yan out and arrange for her hospitalization and treatment.

Who would have thought that before Li Qingqing even arrived, An Yan would be leaving?

"Prepare the car. We’re going to the villa."

He was worried he couldn’t explain things clearly over the phone!

And explaining in person would seem more sincere.

He didn’t want An Yan’s companions to continue feeling that he was indifferent to her!

When Mo Yunkai received the news of An Yan’s departure, he was relatively calm.

"Let her go. Who knows what kind of disaster she might bring to the Mo Family if she stayed here?"

Although Feng Jingnian wouldn’t admit it, An Yan’s coma was definitely related to him. Mo Shiyan was right: if Li Tianyao wanted to retaliate, he wouldn’t need any proof!

Now, he could only hope that Li Tianyao would target Feng Jingnian when the time came!

Feng Jingnian, who had also received the news of An Yan’s imminent departure, actually laughed out loud. He poked the Little Squirrel, which had a tuft of purple fur on its head, with a stick, saying, "Hear that? Your owner doesn’t want you anymore!"

The Little Squirrel tilted its head.

It felt that this man with glasses must be a bit off.

It had already acknowledged its master. If the master didn’t come for it, it could perfectly well go find her!

Sighing, and thinking about how its master usually treated it, the Little Squirrel decided to speed things up. What if it delayed too long and its master forgot about it?

There were so many other little squirrels out there; what if its master took a liking to another one?

The Little Squirrel suddenly sat upright, stretching out its paws and squeaking.

"You want to continue working?" Feng Jingnian guessed.

The Little Squirrel nodded. "SQUEAK, SQUEAK, SQUEAK..."

"Quite smart, aren’t you? Afraid I’ll abandon you if you don’t work, is that it?"

Smiling, Feng Jingnian picked up its cage and took it to the warehouse.

The Little Squirrel started working seriously again.

Any stone it pointed to would undoubtedly yield jade of excellent quality.

It would point to one, rest for a while, then point to another and rest again. Although its speed wasn’t fast, its accuracy rate was one hundred percent.

Feng Jingnian was extremely satisfied.

After they had cut open six stones in succession, Feng Jingnian simply handed the Little Squirrel over to his subordinate, saying, "You take it and continue searching here. When it gets tired, let it rest. Make sure it’s well fed and has water."

"Yes, Young Master."

After Feng Jingnian left, the Little Squirrel remained diligent. It pointed out four more stones before it ran out of energy, its head drooping onto the small sofa in its cage.

The subordinate carrying its cage noticed this and understood it was tired, so he quickly took it out of the warehouse.

By the time Mo Shiyan rushed to the mountain villa, the two bodyguards at the gate were nowhere to be seen.

The person who came out to speak with him was Wang Yong, the butler of the villa.

When Wang Yong heard that Mo Shiyan had contacted a "divine doctor" who could wake An Yan, he looked regretful and said, "You’re too late, Film Emperor Mo. Our young miss left an hour ago."

"An hour ago? But wasn’t the flight you booked for this evening?"