Chapter 453: Additions to the He Family

He Yuzhu saw Huang Ying running out of the operating room and immediately stopped her: "Huang Ying, what's wrong? Did something happen to my mother?"

Huang Ying pulled him outside and didn't stop until they were out of the building, lowering her voice to say: "He Yuzhu, are you crazy? You got a spy to perform surgery?"

He Yuzhu smiled: "She defected long ago and even helped us catch quite a few secret agents. We need to look at problems with a developmental perspective."

Huang Ying clutched her chest: "Then why didn't you say so earlier? I was terrified when I recognized her."

"There was no other way but to have her disguise herself. If you all made a scene and brought the hospital leadership over, would my mother still be alive? If you run out, what will happen to my mother?" He Yuzhu said.

Huang Ying's expression softened slightly, and she smiled bitterly: "Lin Wanning is a secret agent, but her skills are fine. Your mother gave birth to a younger sister for you."

He Yuzhu smiled, took a Big Yellow Fish out of his schoolbag, and handed it to her: "This is for you. I want you to keep the matter of Lin Wanning in your heart and never speak of it. She is currently carrying out a secret mission!"

Huang Ying waved her hand: "Gold is a good thing, but I cannot accept it."

He Yuzhu said sternly: "Why haven't you understood what I said even now? This isn't a gift; this is hush money for you. If you don't take it, I will feel like you're going to tell someone!"

Huang Ying took the gold bar, bit it with her teeth, and smiled: "Rest assured, with this hush money, I will keep my mouth shut for the rest of my life."

He Yuzhu returned to the operating room, but it was empty inside.

A nurse walked over and asked: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

"Where is the person who was just in surgery?" He Yuzhu asked.

"The woman who gave birth? She has already been transferred to the observation room on the third floor."

He Yuzhu arrived at the observation room and saw He Daqing and Lin Wanning talking.

"Xiao Lin, did the surgery go smoothly?" He Yuzhu asked.

Lin Wanning nodded: "Everything is normal. She needs to be observed for four hours to monitor for bleeding and blood pressure. If there are no issues, she can go to the ward and be discharged in three days."

He Daqing said: "Zhuzi, you watch over your mother, I'm going out to buy some things."

He Yuzhu nodded.

After He Daqing left, Lin Wanning immediately asked: "Huang Ying recognized me, what should we do?"

He Yuzhu said in a low voice: "Everything has been taken care of with Huang Ying, you don't need to worry."

Lin Wanning glanced toward the door and said with a smile: "Your father seems a bit disappointed about having a daughter."

He Yuzhu smiled: "His head is full of feudal ideas. I, for one, am quite happy to have a younger sister."

Lin Wanning laughed: "You're just afraid of having a younger brother to split the family property."

The school bell rang, and Yan Jiefang slipped out of the school gate. He looked around for a while, and a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over.

Yan Jiefang approached him and pulled out a stack of money to stuff into his hand: "Siqiang, this is one hundred thousand I stole from home. My mother cried all night; can you help me cover the difference first so I can pay off this month's debt?"

Zheng De glanced at the money, didn't take it, and smiled slightly: "Siqiang doesn't have money either. You've been practicing for a month, kid; today I'll take you for some 'field combat.' Pull off one big job, and you'll be able to pay the money back yourself."

Yan Jiefang's face fell, and he said very reluctantly: "Siqiang, I'm scared... I don't think my skills are good enough, can we do it another day?"

Zheng De's face darkened: "Coward! What can you accomplish just by practicing at home? You have to go today. Take the number 5 bus to Qianmen. If we don't get another one hundred thousand, we aren't finishing work tonight."

Yan Jiefang looked miserable and was terrified inside, but seeing Zheng De's cold, sinister gaze, he didn't dare to make a sound and followed closely behind.

Zheng De patted him on the shoulder, his tone softening slightly: "With me looking out for you on the side, nothing will go wrong. Just go ahead and do it boldly; even if something happens, I can protect you!"

"Siqiang, I trust you!" Yan Jiefang followed Zheng De onto the number 5 bus.

At this time, there weren't many people on the bus yet.

When the bus arrived at Beihai Station, a crowd of people surged on.

The entire carriage was suddenly packed, and Yan Jiefang stood in the middle, his palms sweating and his body trembling slightly; his eyes kept darting toward Siqiang.

Zheng De, however, looked leisurely out the window, his peripheral vision scanning every passenger who boarded to weigh who had the most money.

After another stop, the bus arrived at Xihuamen.

Zheng De pointed gently in one direction with his chin.

The person who had just boarded was a woman in her thirties, dressed decently, holding a little girl by the hand.

The mother and daughter were talking and laughing, seemingly discussing buying an accordion.

Yan Jiefang's heart jumped into his throat. He pretended to be getting off the bus and squeezed desperately toward the middle door, a sharp razor blade already appearing between his fingers.

A bicycle suddenly darted out, and the driver of the large bus slammed on the brakes, causing everyone in the carriage to tumble over one another.

This was it! The razor blade in Yan Jiefang's hand flashed toward the woman's handbag.

Unfortunately, he didn't master the force and angle well, only cutting a small slit in the handbag, and the wallet didn't fall out.

Everything Yan Jiefang did, of course, could not escape the eyes of the old hand Zheng De.

"Ouch! Who the hell stepped on my foot!" Zheng De suddenly shouted, immediately attracting the attention of everyone on the bus.

It was inevitable to step on each other during an emergency brake, and with his shouting, naturally, many people looked at him with great disgust.

The one who stepped on his foot was a big guy, at least 1.9 meters tall; he replied impatiently: "You're a grown man, why are you acting like a woman? If the driver hadn't slammed on the brakes, would I have stepped on your foot? Stop whining!"

"You goddamn broke my toe! You can't leave, you have to go to the hospital with me! Pay for my medical expenses!" Zheng De said relentlessly.

"Are you done yet? Say one more word and I'll smack you!" The big guy's eyes revealed a murderous look.

"Try smacking me!" Zheng De went straight to shove the big guy.

The big guy swung his fist at Zheng De, and Zheng De quickly retreated.

The already crowded carriage was thrown into chaos, and everyone scrambled to dodge.

Yan Jiefang, whose face was deathly pale and whose cotton-padded jacket was soaked with cold sweat, knew that this was Siqiang creating an opportunity for him.

He took advantage of the chaos to strike again.

This time, the razor blade cut a long enough slit, and the woman's wallet fell steadily into his hand.

Zheng De sensed that Yan Jiefang had succeeded; he quickly ran toward the front door and said to the driver: "Comrade driver, stop the bus quickly, that big guy wants to hit me!"

The driver didn't even turn his head as he cursed: "Are you sick? Who stops just because you want them to?"

The station finally arrived.

Zheng De quickly got off the bus, stood at the door, and pointed at the big guy, cursing: "You bastard! You son of a bitch!"

"Damn you!" The big guy leaned toward the window and spat at him.

"If you've got the guts, come down here! Come and hit me! Come and hit me!" Zheng De kept shouting provocatively.

Yan Jiefang quickly darted off the bus and ran into the alley without looking back, faster than a rabbit.

The bus continued to drive forward, and suddenly a little girl's panicked voice rang out in the carriage: "Mom! Your bag has been slashed!"

Immediately following was a woman's shrill scream: "Comrade driver! There's a thief on the bus! My wallet has been stolen—!"