The Villain Saves The Male Lead - Chapter 205

When the heads of all departments of SIMS converged on Ren’s room in a panic, they found the “flatlined” Chairman Ren sitting casually on the bed with Prince Fang’s head in his lap.

Pax and Wolf stood on the side with impassive faces.

“What happened?” one of the senior doctors finally had the courage to ask.

“Fang fainted,” Ren replied with a sigh. “I think he’s been stretched a little too thin. “If you all have no more tests to run on me, can I take him home?”

No one had any objections to that. Chairman Ren could stay at home while they waited for some of the test results – and none of them had been able to find anything wrong with Ren anyway. Besides, Ren’s vitals had been stable. He was weak, but his situation had not deteriorated since the day he had his heart attack all of a sudden. If anything, he was slightly better now.

And Prince Fang could do with a rest, they thought. He was the youngest doctor in the country, but he was more competent than someone twice his age and experience and worked the hardest. Besides, ever since Chairman Ren got sick, Prince Fang had been running himself ragged – all of them had witnessed this with their own eyes, and they had been very prompt in bundling up Prince Fang and sending him home whenever Chairman Ren asked them to, because all of them knew that Prince Fang really needed to rest.

“Excellent, thank you,” Ren said politely.

Since Ren was in a hurry to leave, everyone rushed to help him and wish him well as Pax and Wolf bundled the couple into a car and drove off. And that’s why no one at the hospital discovered the false news spreading online about Ren’s demise.

When they reached home, Wolf got out first, carrying the limp Fang in his arms, and went in. Steward Paul, who had just been visited by the headmaster and heard from him about the news online, saw Wolf and froze in shock.

If Fang was in such a state…didn’t that mean that what the headmaster said was true…? That Master Ren really…

But wasn’t this a little too sudden, Steward Paul thought. Hadn’t Master Ren been better when he had visited him in the hospital yesterday? How could he suddenly, just like that…

“Is it true? Master Ren…he…” Steward Paul stuttered, tears dripping down his face.

“Seriously, why is everyone crying today?” Ren’s cool voice came from behind Wolf. He was still weak and leaned on Pax as he walked, but seeing him alive and well, Steward Paul was so relieved that he ran to hug him.

Ren was quite shocked but patted the elderly man on the back awkwardly.

“My apologies,” Steward Paul murmured, withdrawing a few moments later, as soon as he found his bearings again. “But Master Ren, why is the internet full of rumours about you again?”

“What rumours?” Ren asked.

“Let’s get you settled in first,” Steward Paul said. “The headmaster just dropped the Little Misses and Little Masters home after seeing the news online, and Jules is making cookies for them.”

“I could do with a cookie, too,” Ren murmured. His voice rose, “Where are my dear babies?” he called.

Immediately, Sylvia appeared and rushed to hug him. Then she spotted Fang and frowned.

“What happened to Papa?” she asked.

“Let’s go to my room,” Ren said with a sigh. Since Steward Paul wasn’t willing to talk and the babies didn’t seem to know anything, he would have to search on the internet himself to see what was happening this time.

A few minutes later, Ren, Fang, Pax, Wolf and the babies were seated in Ren’s room. Steward Paul wheeled in a trolley with tea and cookies and withdrew.

All the babies except Rudy immediately turned into their original animal forms and climbed up on Ren, sticking to him like glue. Rudy clung to Ren’s arm like a limpet.

Ren rubbed their heads with gentle fingers.

“Daddy, they are saying on the internet that you died,” Rudy said in a trembling voice. “I heard the teachers saying so in school and so I hacked into the cameras at SIMS and I saw you with your last will and testament and Papa lying in your arms and…” He hung his head. “I was too scared to say anything to my siblings, and I – I…”

Ren pulled Rudy closer and kissed the AI child on the brow. “Don’t worry, my dear boy, and don’t pay any attention to these random rumours on the internet, all right?” he said in a gentle voice. He pulled up the child on his lap.

Rudy trembled and buried his face in Ren’s shoulder. The other five babies also trembled and looked at Ren with watery eyes.

Ren sighed and hugged his babies tightly. “I am not dead, my little ones,” he said softly. “See, I’m right here, am I not? And your Papa has just had a shock – he will be fine in a bit.

All the babies nodded tearfully.

Then Ren reached out and stroked Fang’s dark hair and poured some healing magic into him.

A moment later, Fang opened his eyes.

“How do you feel, my big darling?” Ren asked softly, lifting Fang’s hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of his hand.

Fang’s eyes widened in fear and he grabbed Ren’s hand immediately.

“You’re not allowed to leave me,” he whispered. “You can’t die, you can’t!” His purple eyes were filled with panic.

Ren patted Fang’s hand in a reassuring manner and smiled softly at him. “I told you, I have no intention to,” he said. “I have grand plans of spending a long life with you and our children.”

“Then why are you making your will?” Fang demanded hoarsely.

Pax, who had been scrolling through the online news portals, groaned.

“What happened?” Ren asked.

“Rudy is right. Apparently, you’re dead,” Pax said. “Some idiot started the rumour that you flatlined at the hospital earlier. Must have been when you ran to grab Fang and the machines were disconnected. No wonder all the heads were so panicked when they rushed over.”

Ren facepalmed.

“I suppose there’s no other way,” he murmured. “Arrange a press conference for tomorrow.”

Pax nodded unhappily, knowing that the rumours won’t die down unless Ren made a personal appearance.

Fang frowned and sat up. “You’re not well enough to meet a crowd yet,” he said.

“We’ll keep it short and you’re coming with me,” Ren said.

Fang shook his head. “You are not well enough for this,” he said. “We still don’t know what is wrong with you and I thought that you had gotten much better, but then this happened and we still don’t know what…” he babbled in a rush until Ren put a hand on Fang’s mouth.

“My big darling, calm down,” Ren said gently. “It’s all right. I’m all right, and I am much better now. You know as well as I do that these rumours wouldn’t die out until make a personal appearance.”

Fang’s frown deepened.

“We’ll go with him and we’ll keep an eye on him,” Pax said with a sigh. “But there really is no other way at the moment.”

Wolf nodded. “I’ll supervise the event personally,” he said. “Don’t worry, Fang. I won’t let anyone get close to you and Ren.”

And thus a press conference was called the next day and all the people who had flown in from outside upon hearing the erroneous news about Ren’s demise were also sent a notification.

Pax was bombarded with questions the moment he entered the room, even before Ren or Fang made an appearance.

“CEO Pax! Is it true? Did Chairman Ren really pass yesterday?” someone shouted.

“Who’s so eager to curse me to death?” Ren asked sarcastically, entering the room with Fang.

A hushed silence fell over the room.

Ren took his seat on the stage between Pax and Fang and waved merrily at the assembled crowd.

“First of all, thank you for your concern,” he said with a small smile. “I’ve been a bit under the weather lately, and your good wishes are highly appreciated.”

“Second,” he continued. “The rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. I left the hospital yesterday.”

“Third, my big darling Fang has been very worried about some nasty rumours about our relationship and it’s getting in the way of our wedding planning. Could you please help us get rid of those? Otherwise Fang might actually cancel all the grand arrangements I’ve been trying to make and simply visit the registration office to get a certificate. Now, I’m not going to protest against that because I’ll still get to call him my husband either way, but it’ll be a pity because I think my darling deserves the grandest wedding in the world,” Ren concluded. “It’s not like after six babies together and a seventh on the way, either of us going to look at anyone else in this life.”

There was pin drop silence in the room, and then all hell broke loose.