5: Chapter 5 You can't decide! Your grandfather will make the decision!

Shen Nianwei was stunned for a full two seconds.

Immediately after, she reached up to grab a handful of her messy hair, letting out a cold, absurd laugh.

"Ten Years of Lifespan?"

She had actually held a glimmer of hope for a destitute stranger just a moment ago, truly believing that this man, who couldn't even get through the nursing home gates, might possess some heaven-defying ability.

"I must be crazy." Shen Nianwei took half a step back, coldly sizing up Lin Zhe.

Everything on this man combined couldn't be worth more than two hundred yuan.

He was either a con artist or a lunatic who had escaped from a mental hospital.

"Get him out of here. If he keeps pestering us, just call the police."

She turned and walked toward the ferrari, feeling that even glancing at Lin Zhe again was a waste of time.

Lin Zhe stood still, his gaze fixed on the glaring red tag above Shen Nianwei's head.

[Close Relative in Critical Condition (Countdown: 5 minutes 14 seconds)]

"Shen Nianwei." Lin Zhe called her name.

Shen Nianwei didn't stop, her high heels clicking rapidly against the asphalt.

She pulled open the car door, intending to drive directly into the nursing home.

"Can you make the call?"

This sentence sounded exceptionally clear on the empty mountain road.

Shen Nianwei stopped in her tracks.

Lin Zhe watched her back through the iron gate.

"Just because you find this deal absurd doesn't mean the person lying inside does. He spent his entire life working hard, amassing an untold fortune, yet now he can only lie in the intensive care unit waiting for death. Do you believe that if I told him right now that I wanted all the shares under his name in exchange for Ten Years of Lifespan, he would sign and press his thumbprint without a moment's hesitation?"

Shen Nianwei turned around, her expression icy to the extreme.

"What exactly do you want? Blackmail? Or did some competitor send you here to disgust me?"

"I'm just here to do business." Lin Zhe raised his wrist to look at his empty hand, "You have less than five minutes left. Instead of arguing with me here, why don't you go inside and ask your grandfather if he's willing to see a charlatan like me?"

"If he dies, will your position as Vice President still be secure?"

Shen Nianwei's fingers gripped the car door handle.

A direct hit.

Every word from this mysterious man hit exactly on her sore spot.

Just then.

The phone with the screen shattered by Shen Nianwei emitted a harsh vibration.

The screen was cracked like a spiderweb, but the caller ID was still visible.

Dean Chen.

Shen Nianwei's hand trembled slightly as she pressed the answer button.

"Miss Shen... The Chairman's vital signs have all fallen below the critical threshold." On the other end of the line, the voice of Dean Chen, the top cardiovascular expert in Jiangcheng, sounded deeply powerless, "Please... come up as soon as possible to see him for the last time."

Beep—

The call ended.

Shen Nianwei froze in place, her mind going completely blank.

Lin Zhe watched the countdown on the tag above her head, which had already ticked down to 4 minutes and 02 seconds.

He didn't urge her again. With the boost from the [Composed in Danger] trait, his patience was excellent, and his heart rate didn't even show a ripple of fluctuation.

He now held an absolute advantage in information asymmetry and psychological leverage.

He wasn't the one begging for help.

Ten seconds later.

Shen Nianwei suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot, and strode to the iron gate, shouting at the security guard: "Open the gate!"

The security guard was stunned.

"Miss, this man's identity is unknown, letting him in..."

"I said open the gate!" Shen Nianwei's voice rose an octave, filled with a desperate madness.

The iron gate slowly slid open to both sides.

Lin Zhe stepped through the gate with composure.

He didn't show any smugness, nor did he look around. This composure, which exceeded that of an ordinary person, caused the scale in Shen Nianwei's heart to tip a little further.

"Get in." Shen Nianwei sat in the driver's seat of the ferrari.

Lin Zhe pulled open the passenger door and sat inside.

The engine let out a deafening roar, and the red ferrari shot toward the special care building halfway up the mountain like an arrow released from a bow.

The mountain road was wide, flanked by neatly trimmed greenery. Every fifty meters along the way, there was a concealed surveillance camera.

The air pressure inside the car was extremely low.

"You had better pray that you aren't playing games with me." Shen Nianwei didn't look at Lin Zhe, the car speed already hitting 120, "If you cause me to miss the last chance to see my grandfather, I guarantee you won't be able to stay in Jiangcheng."

Lin Zhe leaned back against the leather seat.

"Focus on driving, you have three minutes left."

A harsh screech of brakes sounded in front of the special care building.

Before the car had fully stopped, Shen Nianwei pushed open the door and rushed out.

Lin Zhe followed behind.

The interior of the building was shockingly luxurious; one couldn't even smell a hint of disinfectant in the air, only a faint, high-end fragrance.

The private elevator going straight to the top floor opened.

The hallway was already crowded with people.

Dozens of bodyguards in black suits blocked both sides of the hallway, and a dozen experts in white coats were gathered together, whispering about something, with grave expressions written on every face.

And outside the thick, soundproof door of the special care ward stood five or six middle-aged men and women dressed in elegant attire.

Seeing Shen Nianwei rush out of the elevator, a pot-bellied middle-aged man in the crowd immediately came up to meet her.

He was wearing a navy blue high-end custom suit, with an emerald ring on his finger.

Lin Zhe's gaze swept over the middle-aged man's head.

[Second Uncle Shen Yaobang] [Shen Family Second Son] [Covets Family Assets] [Inner Ecstasy] [Selling Off Group Assets]

Lin Zhe understood immediately.

This must be the family member staging the coup.

"Nianwei, you've finally come." Second Uncle Shen Yaobang squeezed an extremely sorrowful expression onto his face, his eye sockets even turning red, as he reached out to block Shen Nianwei, "The doctor says the old man is already failing; he just entered a dying state."

"Move." Shen Nianwei didn't want to deal with him at all and reached out to push Second Uncle Shen Yaobang aside.

"Nianwei!" Second Uncle Shen Yaobang deepened his tone, and the several relatives behind him immediately gathered around.

"The old man cannot take any stimulation right now, they are about to even remove his ventilator inside." Second Uncle Shen Yaobang's tone was stern; his gaze suddenly crossed over Shen Nianwei and landed on Lin Zhe behind her.

Second Uncle Shen Yaobang's brows furrowed into a 'chuan' shape, and he pointed at Lin Zhe.

"Who is he?"

"At a time like this for our Shen Family, why are you bringing a wild boy of unknown origin here? Where are the bodyguards! Are they all blind? Who let him up here!"

The bodyguards in black on both sides immediately stepped forward, intending to control Lin Zhe.

Shen Nianwei turned around abruptly, standing in front of Lin Zhe.

"He is someone I brought! Who dares to touch him?"

The hallway instantly went quiet, all the relatives' gazes concentrated on this young man wearing washed-out jeans.

Second Uncle Shen Yaobang laughed in anger.

"Nianwei, have you become muddled from excessive grief? What kind of place is this? This is your grandfather's special care ward! Does such a low-class person deserve to stand here?"

Lin Zhe stood in place, looking at this group of relatives who, for the sake of inheritance, didn't even want to keep up appearances anymore.

"One minute left."

Lin Zhe spoke directly to Shen Nianwei.