Late at night, the hospital corridor was silent and empty.
In the VIP ward, someone eased the window open inch by inch, then climbed inside, dressed in black workwear and a mask.
Shao Yang lay on the bed, still unconscious.
Shao Lao'er and Lin Fen were remarkably careless. Neither wanted to inconvenience themselves, so they told the nurses to watch him closely, then headed home for a good night's sleep.
Things had gone too smoothly for them over the years. They had long since lost their ability to guard against danger.
The person in black was powerfully built but moved so quietly that without listening carefully, no one would have noticed.
With a clear purpose, the intruder walked to the bedside, took out a syringe, and pushed it into the IV fluid, then climbed back out of the ward, the entire sequence smooth and fluid.
At the Shao family home, Lin Fen sat before her dressing table with a face mask on, cursing bitterly. "That damned little bastard! If I'd known, I'd have killed him back then! This is all your fault for stopping me. Look what's happened now! That little wolf has turned things around!"
Shao Lao'er leaned against the headboard, smoking one cigarette after another. The unusual look in Shao Ke's eyes earlier that day had still aroused his suspicions.
"Do you think Shao Ke might... know something?"
The jar of essence cream slipped from Lin Fen's hand and clattered to the floor, shattering.
Lin Fen suddenly shuddered and turned to glare at him. "Know what? Have you had too much to drink? All you ever do is spout nonsense!"
Shao Lao'er lowered his head and smoked without speaking. Several minutes later, Lin Fen had composed herself and just lay down when she heard him say again, "No!