I almost forgot Zeng Xiaodao was still lying on the sofa. Shen Lu glanced at the time—it was already past nine—and realized she needed to deal with the situation.
After giving Cai Su some instructions, Shen Lu took off her chef’s coat and returned to the living room on the second floor.
On the sofa, Zeng Xiaodao, still in the form of a little girl, looked just as he had the night before.
’Right, I forgot to take off his mask.’
Considering Zeng Xiaodao was covered in blood, Shen Lu moved him to the floor to avoid staining the sofa.
The moment she removed the mask and the nano-freezer, the little girl’s form instantly grew taller. The pale blue hue covering his skin faded, and fresh blood began to trickle out once more.
Thankfully, the chef’s coat Shen Lu had wrapped him in earlier covered the crucial areas; otherwise, he would have been completely exposed.
In the guest bedroom, Fu Cheng clearly sensed the change in the living room’s aura and extended his consciousness to take a look.
The little girl on the sofa was gone, replaced by the grievously wounded Zeng Xiaodao.
’It’s him again!’
Fu Cheng pursed his lips. He remembered that Zeng Xiaodao had come to Shen Lu for help with an injury before and had even used some of his medicine.
Shen Lu stroked her chin in thought before sending a message to Ye Fan.
A short while later, Ye Fan knocked on the door.
"Boss Shen, I’m here."
Shen Lu went to open the door. "Come in."
Ye Fan’s eyes immediately fell on Zeng Xiaodao, who was lying in a pool of blood on the floor. He narrowed his eyes. "This is...?"
’I didn’t sense any suspicious individuals entering the shop yesterday, other than the little girl Shen Lu brought back who had almost no vital signs.’
’Where did this man pop out from?’
"That’s not important." Shen Lu couldn’t be bothered to explain. "Take a look at him. Given his condition, are there any clinics in the Lower City District that can treat him?"
Neither Shen Lu nor the body’s original owner was very familiar with the Lower City District. As mercenaries who spent their time in the Lower City District, Ye Fan and his associates would know the ins and outs that ordinary people didn’t.
Ye Fan had initially thought Shen Lu was calling him over to hold him accountable for something. After hearing her request, he crouched down to examine Zeng Xiaodao’s condition.
"It’d be best to take him to a proper hospital. The doctors at the clinics in the Lower City District are all more or less the same. They can’t treat wounds this severe."
"Is there no other way?"
"There is one, but it’s extremely risky."
"What is it?"
"There’s an underground hospital. Their medical standards are on par with legitimate hospitals, but they’re incredibly expensive. And... patients sent there sometimes end up as test subjects."
At that point, it would no longer be about getting treatment.
And since it’s an underground hospital, the patient’s family has no recourse. After all, the first thing you do upon arrival is sign a contract.
The contract states that you consent to the possibility of the patient becoming a test subject.
You can refuse to sign, but then they can refuse to admit the patient.
Of course, the chance of becoming a test subject wasn’t a hundred percent; it all depended on whether the patient was deemed to have any research value.
"Do you know how to get there?" Shen Lu made her decision without a moment’s hesitation.
’If they don’t take him somewhere, Zeng Xiaodao will definitely die.’
’Taking him to a legitimate hospital would lead to an investigation once he’s healed. A clinic can’t treat him. The only option left is to gamble on the underground hospital.’
"Boss Shen, are you sure?"
"I’m sure. Let’s go. He can’t wait. We need to be quick."
’Once this business with Zeng Xiaodao is settled, I still have to get back to cooking.’
Ye Fan fell silent. Shen Lu carefully wrapped Zeng Xiaodao in a bedsheet and had Ye Fan carry him out.
They hailed a rickshaw, and Ye Fan directed it to a very remote area.
It was right up against the city wall, a desolate expanse of yellow sand and a few scattered, crumbling walls, with no signs of human activity.
Ye Fan got out with Zeng Xiaodao in his arms. Shen Lu paid the fare and followed him.

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