You will marry me, won't you?

Four hours later, the surgery was finally over.

Song Qingfeng removed his gloves and wiped the sweat from his brow. “Young master, we managed to save her, but my conditions here are rather crude. Let her rest a little, then quickly transfer her to a proper hospital. She’ll recover better there.”

“Alright...” Lin Qi agreed, relief flooding his heart.

On the operating table, Luo Feifei’s face remained pale, still unconscious. But her life had been preserved.

Song Qingfeng shed his surgical gown and pushed open the door to leave.

“Miss, you’re still here?”

“Yes, sir. How did it go?”

“The surgery was a great success…”

“That’s wonderful!”

The speaker was Sun Xiaoyun. She hadn’t been present the whole time; she had stepped out to deal with the four robbers.

Footsteps echoed as Sun Xiaoyun entered, standing beside Lin Qi to observe Luo Feifei.

“She actually survived—what a miracle,” Sun Xiaoyun exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Qi ignored her, silently accompanying Luo Feifei.

“Those criminals have been arrested,” Sun Xiaoyun continued. “You’ve done a great deed this time. I’ll make sure the bureau properly commends you.”

“No need. I don’t care for that,” Lin Qi answered coldly.

Sun Xiaoyun looked at Lin Qi, puzzled. But in truth, such matters depended on the person’s willingness; if he refused, the bureau couldn’t force him.

“Who exactly are you?” Sun Xiaoyun asked, perplexed. “Why did that old man call you ‘young master’?”

“What business is it of yours?” Lin Qi glared at her. “If it weren’t for you today, Luo Feifei wouldn’t have been injured! Please leave this place immediately!”

“Fine, I’ll go! What’s so great about you anyway?” Sun Xiaoyun retorted angrily, turning to leave.

Yet her curiosity about Lin Qi only grew stronger.

He possessed formidable skills and was addressed with such respect—no matter how she looked at it, he didn’t seem like a mere food delivery worker.

Back at the Special Operations Bureau, leveraging the nationwide network, Sun Xiaoyun immediately began investigating Lin Qi’s background.

She found his records astonishingly ordinary: before age fourteen, he lived in an orphanage, then proceeded through school and work in a routine fashion. He started out at Longyue Group, was dismissed shortly after marriage, then became a delivery man…

But Sun Xiaoyun’s sharp instincts told her this couldn’t be Lin Qi’s real life.

She was determined to dig deeper—not just for Lu Hao’s case, but also to satisfy her own blossoming curiosity.

Haitong City First People’s Hospital.

Luo Feifei had already been transferred here.

Through his connections, Lin Qi arranged for her to stay in a luxurious private ward.

Luo Feifei’s family had also arrived.

Her father and mother—Lin Qi’s former parents-in-law—saw their second daughter lying so forlornly in bed, and instantly broke down in tears.

Because of Luo Yingying, relations between Lin Qi and her parents had never been good.

Even before the divorce, things were hardly harmonious.

But this time, Lin Qi had saved Luo Feifei’s life and paid her medical expenses up front, so they had nothing to say against him.

Knowing he wasn’t welcome, Lin Qi gave a brief explanation and was about to leave when the door suddenly swung open. Luo Yingying, having received the news, rushed in.

From her parents, Luo Yingying had learned what happened; she couldn’t blame Lin Qi, and merely muttered, “Feifei really is something—she knows I’ve divorced this guy, yet still greeted him. She brought this on herself…”

Lin Qi didn’t want to listen, nor did he wish to stay near Luo Yingying. He bid farewell to her parents and turned to leave.

“Brother-in-law…” At that moment, Luo Feifei slowly regained consciousness.

Lin Qi, concerned for her injuries, hurried to her bedside and asked gently, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m alright…” Seeing Lin Qi still there, Luo Feifei gave a sweet smile, genuine happiness lighting her face.

“What are you doing? Stay away from my sister!” Luo Yingying protested, pushing Lin Qi aside.

“Sis, Dad, Mom—you’re all here…” Luo Feifei looked toward her family.

“Yes, Feifei, we’re all here.” Everyone gathered around her.

A family reunited, Lin Qi was clearly the odd one out.

He prepared to slip away quietly.

“Brother-in-law…” Luo Feifei called again, struggling to sit up. “You said you wanted to marry me—did you mean it?”