Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan had actually woken up long ago, but he was unable to open his eyes.

Just like when he first unleashed his inner demons and overexerted himself, his consciousness was still awake.

But my body just wouldn't let me control it.

He felt so tired, his eyelids felt like they weighed a ton.

When Chen Yiyi came in and spoke, Meng Chuan knew things were going to go wrong.

He kept urging himself to get up quickly.

But he just couldn't get up.

Until Liu Qian left "heartbroken," Meng Chuan felt like an ant on a hot pan.

Because he could hear the despair in Liu Qian's words and tone.

He wanted to explain, he didn't want Liu Qian to be so heartbroken.

But his body was completely out of his control.

When Chen Yiyi said goodbye to him, Meng Chuan was extremely anxious.

He had always felt guilty towards Chen Yiyi.

Over the years, Chen Yiyi has raised her two children alone, but he has only visited her a handful of times.

He absolutely could not stand by and watch Chen Yiyi take her own life.

Therefore, he broke all the constraints and forced himself to jump out of bed.

However, Meng Chuan's body was still weak.

He was so weak that he couldn't control himself; he felt that his body was even weaker than that of an eighty-year-old.

I was so weak and powerless that I fell off the bed.

When he fell onto the cold floor, Meng Chuan felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart.

But he didn't care about any of that; he just stared wide-eyed at the person at the door.

Liu Qian didn't leave, Chen Yiyi didn't leave either, and her parents, Yingdie, and Xue Luosha were all standing there.

His eyes were full of surprise, showing no sign of a "life-or-death break".

Meng Chuan was completely stunned.

"Xiao Chuan! My son!"

Zhang Mei was the first to react, and rushed over crying.

Zhang Mei squatted down, wanting to help Meng Chuan up, but she was afraid of hurting him.

She could only reach out, her hand trembling, and gently touch his arm:

"You're finally awake! You scared me to death... I've been praying for you every single day for the past month..."

Zhang Mei's tears flowed like a burst dam.

Meng Jianguo also came over, squatted down on the other side, reached out and patted Meng Chuan's shoulder, his voice hoarse:

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up..."

Meng Jianguo was never good with words.

With tears welling up in his eyes, he couldn't say anything.

All he could do was pat Meng Chuan's back hard, just like when Meng Chuan fell and hurt himself as a child, expressing his heartache with the simplest of gestures.

Perhaps this is what fatherly love is like—a love that is unspoken.

Liu Qian and Chen Yiyi also came over and stood behind Zhang Mei, looking at Meng Chuan with complicated expressions.

Liu Qian's eyes were still red, but the previous coldness was gone; she simply let out a soft hum.

"What are you trying to prove? You just woke up and fell off the bed. Don't you know how weak you are?"

Of course, Liu Qian's concern was impossible to hide.

Chen Yiyi stood at the back, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something.

But with Liu Qian in front of her, she had no right to speak and could only swallow her words.

She just silently watched Meng Chuan, her eyes filled with a mixture of worry and guilt.

Meng Chuan was completely stunned, his mouth agape, his voice hoarse:

"Mom... what... what's going on? Qian'er, you didn't leave? Yiyi, you too..."

He clearly heard Liu Qian hysterically telling Chen Yiyi to get out, and he clearly heard Chen Yiyi say "Goodbye forever".

How come when I woke up, everyone was standing here perfectly fine?

"Silly child, do you really think we don't know about your little affair?"

Zhang Mei wiped away her tears and glared at him:

"Mom has known for a long time how many women you have. Qian'er knows too—"

"mom!"

Liu Qian quickly interrupted her, her face flushed, and glared at Meng Chuan:

"Don't talk to him about this! That heartless man, trying to play dumb as soon as he wakes up? When he was risking his life on Mars, did he not think about all the people at home waiting for him?"

Meng Chuan was even more bewildered. He looked at Liu Qian, then at Chen Yiyi, and a wave of guilt washed over him.

"Qian'er, I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't talk about that now! Get up!"

It still has to be my dad, Meng Jianguo.

My son is still lying on the ground!

Then everyone hurriedly carried Meng Chuan back to his hospital bed.

Blood Rakshasa quickly came over to help.

"Master, you're still weak. Go back to bed and rest. Yingdie has gone to invite Elder Hua. He'll be here soon."

The Blood Rakshasa spoke.

However, besides surprise, there was also a hint of inexplicable schadenfreude in her eyes.

I had just lain down when I heard hurried footsteps in the hallway.

Old Hua rushed in with more than a dozen doctors.

They looked exactly like a group of middle school students rushing to the cafeteria after school.

Some of them were holding medical records, while others were holding stethoscopes.

Elder Hua even carried his most frequently used box of silver needles.

Seeing Meng Chuan leaning against the headboard, Old Hua was so excited that his hands were trembling:

"Master! You're finally awake! Let me check you over, but please don't move!"

The doctors immediately surrounded him, and blood pressure monitors, stethoscopes, and various instruments instantly encircled Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan was exhausted from all the fuss, but he could only obediently cooperate, his eyes constantly glancing towards the door.

His doubts remained unresolved, and he was even more afraid that Liu Qian and Chen Yiyi would have a falling out in private.

Just then, the sound of a wheelchair rolling came from the doorway.

Meng Chuan subconsciously looked over and saw Ye Xiao pushing a wheelchair in.

The person sitting in the wheelchair had gray hair, a severely hunched back, and wrinkles on his face that looked like they had been carved by a knife.

He was so thin that he was just skin and bones.

At first, Meng Chuan felt that the old man looked somewhat familiar.

As the wheelchair drew closer, Meng Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

His heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by a hand, the pain so intense that he couldn't breathe.

"Uncle Fu? You... how could this happen to you?"

Indeed, the old man in the wheelchair is Prince Fu.

The Left Protector of the Green Gang, a pillar of the Green Gang besides the original Fifth Master.

He is also the strongest member of the Green Gang besides Fifth Master.

Even Prince Bi had to show Prince Fu a great deal of respect.

However, as Prince Fu grew older, he gradually became no match for Prince Bi.

Meng Chuan remembered that when Prince Fu was on Mars, although he was covered in sweat from exhaustion, he was still full of energy.

But now, Prince Fu seems to have had all his energy and spirit drained away in an instant.

He couldn't even sit up straight and could only lean against a wheelchair; his eyes were also somewhat cloudy.

When Prince Fu saw Meng Chuan, his cloudy eyes instantly lit up. He tried to raise his hand, but found that his arm was too weak to move, and could only manage a forced smile.

"Master... I'm so glad you're awake... This old servant is fine, it's just... I'm getting old, my blood and energy aren't keeping up..."

"What do you mean 'nothing's wrong'?"

While taking Meng Chuan's blood pressure, Hua Lao couldn't help but speak:

"To save the troupe leader's life, Prince Fu used his internal energy to protect the leader's heart meridian for nearly three hours, exhausting his own foundation! Originally, his cultivation could have lasted at least another thirty years, but now..."

"Stop talking, Mr. Hua, you're saying too much."

Prince Fu looked at Elder Hua with some displeasure.

Hua Lao was the head of the medical hall, and theoretically his status was much lower than that of Prince Fu.

However, because Fifth Master's health required Elder Hua to be by his side at all times.

Having spent a long time with Prince Fu, the relationship between Elder Hua and Prince Fu was more than just that of superior and subordinate.

In addition, Hua Lao was older than Prince Fu.

Therefore, besides Meng Chuan, only Elder Hua dared to act presumptuously in front of Prince Fu.

"Alright, I won't say anything more. But don't worry, Chief. Although Prince Fu's cultivation is ruined, his life has been saved. If he doesn't cause any more trouble, he should be able to live for another ten or twenty years in a wheelchair."

As Hua examined Meng Chuan, he spoke.

As Meng Chuan listened, his heart ached as if it were being pricked by needles.

Looking at Prince Fu in his wheelchair, tears welled up instantly:

"Uncle Fu, it's all my fault... I'm the one who hurt you..."