第122章 "阴谋的炸药" (Plot Bombshell)

**122章：阴谋的曝光**

Chen Yang's grip remained unyielding, his eyes boring into Lin Xuan's with an unspoken demand for truth. The silence stretched out, the air thick with tension.

Lin Xuan's face twisted in a mixture of anger and desperation. "Fine," he spat, yanking his wrist free. "You want to know the truth? I'll tell you. But you won't like it."

Chen Yang's expression didn't change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. "Try me," he said, his voice low and even.

Lin Xuan's eyes flicked around the room, as if searching for an escape route. "The hospital's board members," he began, his voice trembling. "They're involved in some... shady dealings. Corruption, bribery... it's all part of their game."

Chen Yang's eyebrows shot up. "What kind of dealings?"

Lin Xuan's gaze dropped, his voice barely above a whisper. "They're using the hospital as a front for their own financial gain. They've been embezzling funds, misusing resources... and they're willing to do whatever it takes to keep it all under wraps."

The words hit Chen Yang like a punch to the gut. He felt his mind reeling, the implications sinking in like a cold, dark weight. "And what about the patients?" he demanded, his anger and outrage boiling over.

Lin Xuan's eyes snapped up, a glimmer of fear flickering in their depths. "That's the worst part," he whispered. "They're using the hospital as a means to cover up their own medical malpractice. They're putting patients' lives at risk, all to protect their own interests."

Chen Yang's grip on his desk tightened, his knuckles white with rage. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his mind racing with the need for justice. "I have to report this," he growled, his voice low and deadly.

Lin Xuan's eyes went wide, a look of panic flitting across his face. "No, no, Chen Yang, please! You can't—"

But Chen Yang was already on his feet, his eyes blazing with determination. "You're coming with me," he snapped, his voice cold and hard.

Lin Xuan's eyes dropped, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "I knew I should have kept quiet," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

As Chen Yang dragged Lin Xuan out of the room, the sound of footsteps echoed outside, growing louder with each passing second. The door burst open, and a team of security guards stormed in, their faces cold and unforgiving.

"Chen Yang, you're under arrest," one of them growled, their hand resting on the butt of their gun.

Chen Yang's eyes locked onto the guard's face, a fierce determination burning in their depths. "I'm not going anywhere," he said, his voice firm and unyielding.

The guard's eyes flicked to Lin Xuan, who was still cowering on the floor. "And you're coming with us, too," he added, his voice dripping with menace.

As the guards closed in, Chen Yang's eyes never left Lin Xuan's, his mind whirling with plans and schemes. The game was far from over, and Chen Yang was ready to play.

But as the darkness closed in, Chen Yang couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into a trap, one from which there was no escape...