Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 289 - After all, no one else has designs on Grandpa's inheritance but me

Chapter 289 - 289 After all, no one else has designs on Grandpa's inheritance but me

In the pure white room, a man lay motionless on the hospital bed, surrounded by various medical instruments.

The man’s complexion was like the color of jade, concealed within the interweaving light and shadows, as if a sleeping deity.

Suddenly, an alarm from the bedside ventilator emitted a “beep” sound, and then a tall silhouette emerged from a corner of the room, silently watching the man on the bed.

The man’s brows and eyes twitched.

Only then did the silhouette speak.

“Young Master Gu, it’s been a long time.”

Zhao Lang slowly opened his eyes. It took a while for him to adjust to the harshness of the incandescent light overhead before his focus settled.

“The old man already knows, and he asked me to bring you back sooner… The bloodline of the Gu Family has been adrift outside for too long; you could be in danger.”

Zhao Lang lifted his hand, glancing at the heart rate monitor clipped to his ring finger.

The stark red numbers on the adjacent machine reassured him that he was indeed alive, very much alive.

He initially thought breaking free from the shackles of destiny would fill him with overwhelming joy.

Yet, when the day actually arrived, his calm was profound.

It was as if all his past struggles and pain had been smoothed over, skies clearing after a storm.

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze slowly shifting to the man standing beside the bed.

The other man wore a crisp black suit, with rugged features and an undertone of sharpness in his otherwise gentle brows and eyes.

“Uncle He, it’s been a long time.”

“Am I in danger? Did grandfather only just realize that I might be in danger?”

He Pingzhang frowned.

“The Family Head had no choice but to send you to Chixia Village at that time; after all, the dangers you would face within the Gu Family would be even greater.”

Zhao Lang stopped speaking and closed his eyes again, his tone turning colder.

“What about my dad? How is he?”

He Pingzhang blinked, “Your second uncle has long since…”

“I meant my dad in Chixia Village, the one who devotedly cared for me for nearly twenty years. Doesn’t he deserve to be called ‘dad’?”

He Pingzhang pursed his lips, clearly dissatisfied with Zhao Lang’s reference, but in the end, said nothing.

“Don’t worry. The Family Head has already sent someone to take him to a safe place for recuperation. He will be able to live out his years in peace. But now that you are returning to the Gu Family, it’s best if you forget the events that transpired in Chixia Village. From now on, you are, and can only be, a member of the Gu Family… Mr. Gu Yu.”

For the first time, He Pingzhang called Zhao Lang by his real name.

The man on the bed, however, remained still, his thoughts inscrutable.

He Pingzhang didn’t mind and continued:

“The medical conditions in the Southwest are ultimately no match for the Capital, so I’m arranging to transfer you to a private hospital in the Capital. We’ll set off the day after tomorrow.”

The man in the bed, Zhao Lang, finally stirred, reopening his eyes carrying a hint of sarcasm.

“My injuries haven’t healed yet, and grandfather is already in a hurry to control me?”

A deeper dissatisfaction flickered in He Pingzhang’s eyes, “Young Master Gu Yu, the Family Head is protecting you.”

“Fine then, if you’ve already arranged everything, why bother telling me?”

“Get out. I need to rest.”

He Pingzhang bowed slightly, closed the door behind him, and left the room.

Reaching the end of the corridor, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

“… Yes… Yes, I’ve made all the arrangements.”

“Yes, you’re right in your assumption, the young master has become… even more stubborn than before.”

Inside the room, Zhao Lang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly sat up from the bed the next second.

He swiftly disconnected the medical devices attached to him and pulled out his phone from under the pillow; after a series of manipulations, the phone turned into a handheld computer.

Tapping away on the screen, in no time, the various information diagrams of the hospital were revealed.

Soon, he located Jiang Li’s ward.

Seeing that she was safe and sound for that brief moment, Zhao Lang felt relieved and slowly leaned back onto the bed.

A smile tinted with amusement spread across his eyes and his fingers eventually found their way to his lips.

If he remembered correctly, the last thing she did was slit her wrist to feed him her blood so that he could hold on until the rescuers arrived.

This debt of gratitude… even if he were to come back seven lifetimes, he wouldn’t be able to repay it.

…

…

After spending another two days in the hospital, Jiang Li and Jiang Yan set off on their journey home.

Just out of the hospital, Jiang Yan wrapped her up tightly in various things, not revealing even a sliver of a gap.

When she saw the wheelchair he was pushing out, Jiang Li finally couldn’t hold herself back anymore.

“Jiang Yan, I’m almost fully recovered, isn’t this a bit too much?”

Jiang Yan looked at her with a dead-serious expression.

“What are you talking about? The hospital said you should stay at least another week to fully recover, not to mention those burns on your arm haven’t been properly treated. If it weren’t for this damn hospital lacking everything, I would have directly rolled a bed over here.”

Jiang Li: “…”

She might as well sit in the wheelchair.

With the escort of a hospital special car and police vehicles, the two quickly arrived at the airport and went through a special passage directly to the vicinity of the flight.

Jiang Yan, while pushing Jiang Li in the wheelchair, couldn’t help but be drawn to the scene next to them—

It was a completely black private jet, reputedly a limited edition model from abroad. Sturdy-looking bodyguards dressed in black crowded along the unfolded stairs, leaving Jiang Yan clicking his tongue in admiration.

“Damn, to think there’s such a wealthy person in these poor mountainous areas, this Airbus ACJ408 is worth 1.5 billion in the market. Not to mention a custom-made plane worth over a billion, last time I simply liked a regular one and asked the old man for it, all I got was a slap in the face. Seriously, it’s maddening how people can be so different, why wasn’t I born into such a family?”

Jiang Yan grew more animated as he spoke.

“If you ask me, grandfather’s business is still too small-scale, our family doesn’t even rank in Capital. In my next life, I want to be born into a family with a fortune of hundreds of billions, that would be the life, never having my bank card capped.”

“I think the Gu Family is quite good, they say that the Gu Family’s wealth can no longer be measured in monetary units, if their money were divided among the people of Quan Hua Country, it would take three generations to spend it all, sheesh, would the world die if it had one more rich person like me?”

“But someone like me wouldn’t be suited to be born into the Gu Family, I hear their internal strife is pretty intense, and why wouldn’t it be? With so much wealth, several people are bound to fight over who gets more. Looking at it this way, our family isn’t so bad; after all, aside from me, no one else covets grandfather’s inheritance.”

Jiang Li: “….”

“You’re pretty self-aware, aren’t you?”

Having said that, she followed Jiang Yan’s gaze to the black aircraft in the distance.

Somehow, through the tinted windows of the plane, she thought she saw a familiar figure.

…

At this moment, Zhao Lang, lounging in the resting room, also lifted his head.

Through the tinted window beside him, he saw the person in the wheelchair down on the plaza.

Though the person was wrapped up from head to toe without showing a crack, he recognized her at first glance.

It was Jiang Li.

Tapping his fingertips lightly on the windowsill, he murmured to himself:

“We will meet again.”