Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 351; Guardian

"Good," Lu Yuze said, the single word carrying both relief and finality.

"I’ll assign dedicated nursing staff to monitor them around the clock," Dr. Zhou continued, tucking his tablet back into his pocket. "Private security as well, as you requested. No visitors except those you specifically authorize. Complete discretion maintained at all times." He paused, meeting Lu Yuze’s eyes directly. "You have my word that their presence here will remain absolutely confidential."

"Perfect. Thank you, Doctor."

Dr. Zhou nodded, his gaze flickering once more to Yu Shou. The question was clear in his eyes, who was this teenage girl standing in the room with such an otherworldly presence, watching everything with those strange jade-green eyes?, But he was far too professional to voice it. Whatever arrangement Mr. Lu had with this girl was none of his business, and his years of working with wealthy, powerful clients had taught him the value of strategic blindness. Some things were better left unasked, unobserved, unremarked upon.

With a final polite nod, he turned and left the room, the door closing behind him with a soft click.

The door had barely settled into its frame when Lu Yuze’s phone buzzed insistently in his pocket, the vibration loud in the renewed quiet. He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and his expression tightened into something hard and cold. The name displayed was one he’d been half-expecting but not particularly wanting to see.

"Ting Fei," he answered, bringing the phone to his ear. His voice was clipped, businesslike. "What’s the matter?"

Shuyin watched his face as he listened, saw the subtle shifts in his expression, a slight narrowing of the eyes, a tightening at the corner of his mouth, a muscle jumping in his jaw. She couldn’t hear Ting Fei’s words, but she could read the tension in Lu Yuze’s posture well enough to know it wasn’t good news. Though given everything that had happened tonight, she wasn’t sure anything qualified as good news anymore.

"Master," Ting Fei’s voice came through with unusual urgency, though still maintaining his characteristic control. "Reports from City General Hospital indicate that the baby Lin Yueling gave birth to has vanished from the neonatal ward. The incubator was found empty. Security footage shows...." he paused, as if struggling to find words for something incomprehensible, "....shows the infant disappearing in a flash of light. It’s extremely chaotic at the hospital. Police have been called. The Lin family and the Lu family are...." another pause, "....not handling the situation quite well."

Lu Yuze’s expression didn’t change, but something flickered in his eyes. Understanding, perhaps. Or grim satisfaction at watching his family descend into chaos over something they couldn’t begin to comprehend. "Ooohhh," he said, the sound carrying more dismissiveness than concern. "It’s their problem to solve."

The coldness in those words was absolute. Years of being treated as the unwanted son, the disappointment, the one who didn’t matter, had burned away any familial obligation he might have once felt. His brother’s son Lu Zeyan’s destroyed his mind, the baby’s disappearance, these things stirred nothing in him but a distant, clinical interest in watching karma work its slow, inevitable justice.

He ended the call with a decisive tap and turned to face Shuyin, slipping the phone back into his pocket. "It’s chaotic at the hospital," he said, his tone matter-of-fact, as if reporting the weather rather than a family crisis. "The baby’s disappearance. They’ve discovered he’s missing. I don’t think they’re going to be able to handle the situation well." He paused, something almost like dark amusement crossing his features. "Actually, I’m quite certain they won’t."

Shuyin’s response was immediate, her voice carrying that same cold pragmatism that Lu Yuze had come to recognize as her default when dealing with her enemies. "It’s fate." The two words were simple, but weighted with the satisfaction of watching divine justice, or perhaps cosmic irony, play out exactly as it should. Lin Yueling had destroyed lives, manipulated situations, lied and schemed, and betrayed, and now the universe was presenting her with a bill she could never hope to pay.

But then Shuyin’s expression shifted, practical concerns pushing through the cold satisfaction. She sighed, the sound heavy with exhaustion that had nothing to do with physical tiredness and everything to do with the weight of impossibilities she’d been forced to accept tonight. "I think we should head back to the mansion," she said, already moving toward her mother’s bed for one last check. "We left Chen Xiao and Yuyan back there all alone." The words carried guilt, sharp and cutting. "Even though our guards are there watching them, we shouldn’t have left them for so long. They’re children. Traumatized children who need us." She reached out, her hand hovering over her mother’s sleeping face for just a moment, not quite touching. "Let’s head back. I also need some rest before I lose my mind trying to process everything that’s happened tonight."

She moved to her mother’s bedside, leaning down to study the older woman’s peaceful features. After fifteen years of believing her dead, seeing her alive, even in an unconscious state, felt surreal. Her fingers ghosted over her mother’s hand, careful not to disturb the IV line. "Sleep well, Mother," she whispered, too quietly for anyone else to hear. "When you wake, everything will be different. Better. I promise."

Straightening, she turned to Lu Yuze with a decisive nod. "We should leave guards here. At least four. Two inside the room, two outside the door. No one gets in except Dr. Zhou and authorized nursing staff."

"Already arranged," Lu Yuze confirmed. "Ting Fei will coordinate with the security team here. This entire floor will be monitored."

Yu Shou, who had been standing silently observant throughout this exchange, finally spoke. "I will accompany you to this mansion," she stated, not asking permission so much as informing them of an unchangeable fact. "Where you go, I go. That is my purpose."

Shuyin opened her mouth to argue, bringing an ancient celestial