ATLAS TRANSLATES

Academician Ma tapped his keyboard, typing a line of text. Hearing the words, he slowly pushed up his glasses.

“Fine, you’re the boss, whatever you say.”

The door behind them slowly closed.

In front, the driver looked at Assistant Yu in the passenger seat. Afraid of disturbing Academician Ma, he lowered his voice: “Professor Yu, should we wait for Young Master Jiang?”

“No need,” Assistant Yu watched Jiang Fuli’s retreating figure, his silhouette as cold and aloof as ever. He looked away, “Go straight to the main hospital.”

Several people in the project team had problems, causing delays.

Young Master Jiang’s cold aura during this period was worse than a ghost’s, nothing grew wherever he passed.

After the car drove away, Assistant Yu looked at his phone, suddenly remembering something. He glanced at the rearview mirror – the news about Academician Ma teaching the Tongfeng class this year wasn’t known to ordinary people yet, but those with information channels already knew.

There probably wouldn’t be many students taking the doctoral entrance exam for the Yuan class this year, but the number of students taking the Tongfeng class exam would grow exponentially.

**

Upstairs.

The people in room 407 were still chatting.

“I heard both of our new student bigshots are in the Physics Department this year, neither went abroad,” Kong Wei couldn’t contain his excitement about being at this legendary top university.

The three of them weren’t locals – two from Xi City and one from Bei City, and they all liked physics.

They had grown quite close, and Kong Wei was particularly lively.

Bai Lian listened to them talk while reading, occasionally answering Kong Wei’s questions lazily while turning pages.

Until her phone lit up beside her. She glanced at it – it was a message from Xu En:

[We’re leaving.]

Today he and Ji Mulan had come to send Xu Zhiyue to school. He wanted to meet with Bai Lian as soon as he arrived, but Bai Lian chose not to see them.

Xu En didn’t force the issue, just had his assistant deliver the gifts for Bai Lian to her.

Bai Lian: [Okay.]

On the other end of the phone, Xu En picked up his car keys and looked at Ji Mulan beside him, her belly quite large, “Ah Lian didn’t want to see us.”

Ji Mulan was silent for a moment.

She stroked her belly and shook her head, “Let’s go back.”

She had expected everything – if Xu En was alone, Bai Lian would definitely meet him. Now, Ji Mulan found Bai Lian increasingly hard to understand.

**

Bai Lian replied with one word and just put down her phone when a call came in. She casually glanced at it.

No contact name, a local Jiangjiang number.

Her finger stopped on the book page, her pale fingertip resting on the cyan desktop. After hesitating for several seconds, she finally looked up, took her phone and went to the balcony to answer.

The voice on the other end was as calm as ever, speaking to her unhurriedly: “Are you back in your dorm?”

When Jiang Fuli was busy with engineering work with Academician Ma, he couldn’t make calls. Even if he needed to contact the outside world, he had to use a special phone from that place.

His voice sounded somewhat tired.

Bai Lian casually leaned on the balcony, looking down at the flower bed below, “Just got back to the dorm, reading about quantum many-body theory.”

It involved high-energy physics quantum field theory related to condensed matter.

Jiang Fuli quietly listened to her speak. It was the start of the semester, and many senior students were selling second-hand books and small items below the female dormitory, making it quite lively down there.

Through the phone, some noise could be heard.

“Where are you?” Bai Lian heard some noisy sounds. He rarely made calls in the lab, and even when sending voice messages, the background was extremely quiet.

Jiang Fuli held his phone, looking at the female dormitory entrance. He spoke unconsciously, “Bai Lian, I’m outside the female dormitory entrance.”

**

Outside the female dormitory entrance was a wide road lined with camphor trees that provided thick shade. The street lights weren’t very bright, and the entrance area was spacious, with a small supermarket on the left and an optician’s shop.

At this time, many senior students had set up small stalls selling second-hand items to junior students near the supermarket stairs.

When Bai Lian came out of the dormitory entrance, she saw a tall figure standing under a camphor tree at the right intersection. Even wearing a black baseball cap couldn’t hide his dignified aura.

His figure was slightly backlit by the cold light, head lowered, but the pressure of his presence was intense.

Students delivering takeout all naturally avoided this direction.

He looked down at his phone, the screen still glowing.

Seeming to sense someone coming out, he raised his head, his gaze accurately falling on the person who had just emerged through the crowd of passersby.

She wore a diagonal-lapel snow-white top made of soft fabric, with large green vines embroidered only on the sleeves and hem, making her face appear jade-like.

Very casual and relaxed.

Just from the dormitory entrance to the intersection, everyone’s eyes were on her.

The not-so-bright lights cast tree shadows on the ground, swaying gently.

The moon hung high in the treetops, so dim it was barely visible.

“Did your grandfather make you new clothes?” Jiang Fuli looked at her clothes, which he hadn’t seen before.

The clothes were brought from Xiangcheng by Ji Heng last time.

Bai Lian looked down at the jade-colored vines, “Mm.”

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Fuli’s left hand wrapped around to her back, encircling her waist, his long powerful fingers gripping her waist, pulling her close, “Congratulations on starting school.”

“Your work is finished?” Bai Lian’s fingertips touched his slightly cool fingers.

“Sort of,” Jiang Fuli quietly held her for a while, then asked, “Have you eaten dinner?”

“I ate at grandfather’s before coming here.”

“Oh,” Jiang Fuli held her hand, saying directly, “I haven’t eaten yet.”

The South Mei District female dormitory was closer to the second cafeteria, and the private restaurants on the second floor should still be open at this hour. Bai Lian lifted her head slightly, “Let’s go to the second cafeteria.”

Jiang Fuli wasn’t picky about food.

He could eat the imperial cuisine from Kangyu Building, and he could also eat the boxed meals distributed in the lab.

Bai Lian ordered two dishes for him and got a bowl of rice. He brought the dishes back, sat in the cafeteria that completely mismatched his aura, and methodically took out his phone to take a picture of the two dishes, sending it to Academician Ma:

[Have you eaten dinner?]

Academician Ma, who had just gotten out of the car, took time to reply with a symbol: [….]

When Bai Lian came back with two bottles of water, he was still typing unhurriedly.

Seeing her, he casually put down his phone and changed the subject, “How are those two studying? How’s their exam preparation?”

Jiang Fuli was referring to the second recruitment for the Tongfeng class.

Since leaving the base, he hadn’t sent even a punctuation mark to Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

Bai Lian twisted open the water, glanced at his phone, placed the water beside him, and sat down casually, “Not bad.”

“Oh.” Jiang Fuli just changed the subject, asking casually.

If those two don’t pass the exam, they better come see him with their heads hung low.

**

Kong Wei didn’t want to go downstairs and asked Bai Lian to bring back a pack of garbage bags from the supermarket downstairs.

When Bai Lian returned to the dorm, her opposite roommate Xu Qian had already returned from the library.

Xu Qian was tall with chestnut-colored curly hair, looking somewhat cold.

“Thanks.” Kong Wei took the garbage bags, pulled one out to put on her trash can, and remembering their earlier discussion, introduced to Bai Lian, “Bai Lian, this is Xu Qian, a local from Jiangjiang, just back from the library. But Xu Qian, are you really going to take the Tongfeng class exam?”

Bai Lian greeted Xu Qian, then sent a message to Jiang Fuli saying she was back in the dorm.

Hearing that Bai Lian was from Bei City, Xu Qian withdrew her gaze.

“I’m just trying,” Xu Qian took her pajamas, nodded slightly to Kong Wei, and pushed open the bathroom door.

She didn’t talk much.

Beautiful people naturally keep their distance. These days, beautiful people who are as approachable as Bai Lian are rare.

After Xu Qian entered the bathroom, Yu Simin talked to the two of them, “The Tongfeng class only tests math and physics. Those national special recruitment people are a bit extreme, it’s like a second recruitment. The Tongfeng class is where the real geniuses are, they can basically enter labs in their freshman year.”

The national special recruitment students were directly admitted to the Tongfeng class, with only a few other spots available.

For those who entered Jiang University through normal college entrance exams, they had to take the second recruitment exam to get in.

Bai Lian looked down at her phone. He Wen, who hadn’t appeared for a long time, had sent her several documents.

She took down her laptop from the bed, logged into WeChat to download the documents He Wen sent her.

Kong Wei looked at Bai Lian’s computer – it had the default system background, with just a few plotting software programs and one video app, no games or other entertainment icons.

**

Meanwhile.

At Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun’s residence, Ji Shaojun had just finished training, and Xiao Jie and others had just left.

Ji Shaojun’s phone rang.

It was Ji Heng’s call, his voice very deep, “Go to Jiang University Affiliated Hospital, Mulan had a car accident on the way, she’s still in the operating room.”

“What?” Ji Shaojun immediately stood up.

If Ji Heng could call him, there was only one reason – Ji Mulan needed a blood transfusion.

Back then, when he married Shen Qing, part of the reason was because she also had Rh-negative blood.

Hearing that Ji Mulan was in the hospital, Shen Qing also grabbed her bag and hurried out with Ji Shaojun. Last time in Xiangcheng, if it weren’t for Ji Mulan and Bai Lian, she would have lost her life immediately.

The two rushed to the hospital.

The nurse took Shen Qing to draw blood and said, “Our blood bank has already called the Rh-negative blood record personnel, but we don’t know if anyone will come. You need to be prepared, the patient will be in danger.”

Rh-negative blood was always problematic.

Ji Heng could still stay calm at this moment. He looked at Xu En, who was seriously injured, “You go treat your wounds first.”

Xu En looked at the lit operating room and just shook his head, “That car…”

Ji Heng patted his shoulder, looking deeply at the emergency room entrance.

Old Mrs. Xu had just arrived leaning on her cane, her expression panicked, “What exactly happened?”

Shen Qing had drawn two large tubes of blood.

In the emergency room, the doctor took out the surgery consent form and opened the door. A group of people immediately surrounded him, “Does the patient have any family genetic history?”

“Her mother…” Ji Heng took a sharp breath, “died from malignant hyperthermia.”

The doctor looked up at Ji Heng, his expression changing drastically, then immediately called to the nurse: “Go see if the anesthesiology department has any dantrolene!” Then he hurriedly turned back, “Both the mother and fetus are in danger now, and there are no volunteers coming to donate blood yet. We suggest transferring to Xingjiang District Jiangjiang General Hospital, they have the best facilities and most advanced research institute. We’ll try our best to report to higher authorities.”

The danger was evident in his words.

“Then let’s quickly transfer hospitals,” Shen Qing pressed her wrist, anxiously speaking from the side. She looked at Ji Shaojun, “What about Mr. Lansi? Would it work if he came?”

They still didn’t know what malignant hyperthermia was.

Ji Shaojun comforted her, “Mr. Lansi is a surgeon, not an obstetrician.”

Shen Qing tended to get flustered when anxious. Old Mrs. Xu found it headache-inducing. What Lansi or not Lansi?

“Stop arguing,” Old Mrs. Xu looked at Xu En and calmly instructed: “Call Director Li and ask if he can arrange a quick transfer.”

Director Li was the physician at Jiangjiang General Hospital whom Xu En knew. Previously in Xiangcheng, Xu En had also called him. He took out his phone to call the chief physician. It was very late at this hour, and Xu En’s situation was urgent: “Car accident? Rh-negative blood? Pregnant woman? Malignant hyperthermia?”

Most hospitals wouldn’t dare accept even two of these conditions combined, let alone four buffs – it could make a Nature paper.

“Old friend, why do you always have such situations when something goes wrong?” The chief physician also had a headache, “Even at our hospital, it would be nine deaths and one life. Let me ask if the anesthesiology department has dantrolene, we’ll send it over immediately!”

Obviously, transfer wasn’t possible. Ji Heng turned around and decisively asked: “Where’s Xiao Chen?”

The Xu family butler supported the old lady, very respectfully addressing Ji Heng, “Mr. Ji, the General Hospital isn’t under the Chen family’s management… that’s Xingjiang General Hospital… hospitals also have their own systems…”

“Mr. Chen can’t help either?” Shen Qing twisted her fingers, “Let me draw some more blood for her. Should we call Lian Lian to come?”

Bai Lian also had Rh-negative blood. Although Shen Qing didn’t want her to donate blood to Ji Mulan, now the nurse was refusing her donation.

Bai Lian.

When Shen Qing mentioned Bai Lian, the panicked Ji Heng finally remembered. He recalled a night many years ago, his expression deep as he took out his phone and called Bai Lian. He didn’t ask her to come donate blood, only asked: “Ah Lian, can you contact Xiao Jiang?”

Jiang Fuli had just returned, and no one had been notified, not even Jiang He knew.