ATLAS TRANSLATES

On the seventh floor. Xu En no longer had the energy to negotiate with the police, so Ming Dongheng pulled them aside.

Bai Lian’s phone rang – this time it was a WeChat video call.

Lansi.

“Bai,” Lansi was wearing clothes made by Ji Heng while talking to Bai Lian. “One of my students was involved in a case of malignant hyperthermia.”

Because he had complimented Bai Lian’s mother as “a beautiful case,” Lansi went to the lab to make amends.

Jiang Fuli lowered his head, and Lansi greeted him, “Hi, Jiang.”

“Bai,” Lansi noticed the Jiang University logo behind Bai Lian and his eyes lit up. “You’re in Jiangjiang?”

“Yes, studying here.” With the blood bank available, Bai Lian wasn’t in a hurry to draw blood.

“The AI International Medical Summit is in Jiangjiang this time…” Lansi was talking to Bai Lian.

Just then, the operating room door opened again.

The anesthesiologist came out with raised hands, looking pale as he addressed everyone present, “Mr. Xu, the patient’s temperature has reached 42 degrees, the fetus might…”

Old Mrs. Xu’s hands trembled on her cane.

If Bai Lian and Ji Heng weren’t there, she might have suggested trying to deliver the baby by cesarean.

Xu En was already calling Dr. Li again about dantrolene, “Doctor, please hold on, we’re looking for it…”

The elevator doors opened.

A white-haired elderly man stepped out, his gaze sweeping the corridor before landing on Jiang Fuli, “Young Master Jiang.”

He was carrying a blue box covered in frost.

The anesthesiologist looked at the white-haired man, hesitated for a moment, then recognized him, “Director Gu?”

“Yes,” Director Gu looked at the anesthesiologist and handed over the blue box. “Here’s the frozen dantrolene, hurry and save the patient.”

The anesthesiologist glanced at the drug box in Director Gu’s hands, not having time to wonder why the hospital’s director was here, and rushed back to the emergency room.

Bai Lian lowered her eyes and casually said goodbye to Lansi, then handed her phone to a nearby nurse who had just brought blood bags, “A professor has done research on malignant hyperthermia, take this in, it might help.”

If any other patient’s family member handed over a phone saying a professor could help, the nurse would call security to remove them.

But this family member could access Rh-negative blood banks and quickly obtain dantrolene.

The nurse didn’t take it immediately, instead pushing the blood in first, then coming back out to take Bai Lian’s phone to sterilize it before returning to the emergency room.

“Doctor,” Old Mrs. Xu stepped forward with her cane, “can she be saved now?”

“We can’t guarantee, but with dantrolene, the chances are much higher!” The nurse quickly replied before going in.

The operating room door closed again.

With the medicine arrived, everyone in the hallway finally relaxed.

Xu En looked at Bai Lian and Jiang Fuli. Jiang Fuli was wearing a baseball cap, standing to Bai Lian’s left. His head was slightly lowered as his clean, slender fingers pressed on his phone, giving off an unapproachable aura.

Xu En said quietly to Bai Lian: “Thank you.”

Ji Heng finally reacted, his dark eyes showing other emotions as he thanked Jiang Fuli, “Little Jiang, we’re very grateful for your help, making you come all this way.”

He knew Jiang Fuli must have just returned.

Jiang Fuli put down his phone, his manners graceful, “It’s not a big deal.”

To the side.

Director Gu’s gaze fell on Bai Lian briefly. He didn’t dare say anything, only asking Ming Dongheng quietly, “No head injury?”

Ming Dongheng nodded coldly.

“Well, looks like you don’t need my help,” Director Gu paused, putting his hands behind his back. “Then I should leave?”

Ming Dongheng looked at him expressionlessly.

Director Gu: “…Alright.”

Half an hour later.

The anesthesiologist came out with Bai Lian’s phone and returned it to her, “The patient’s fever has subsided and she’s out of danger. We must thank Mr. Albert for his crucial guidance.”

Albert was the doctor researching malignant hyperthermia that Lansi had found for Bai Lian.

It had been a near-death experience, every emergency room doctor’s nightmare.

Fortunately, the rescue was successful.

Jiang Fuli finally looked at Bai Lian, “Shall we go back?”

It was already eleven o’clock, and since there was no more danger to life, Bai Lian didn’t stay longer. She took back her phone and returned to Shanhai Apartments with Jiang Fuli.

At this hour, the dormitory doors were already locked.

After they left, Xu En looked very tired. He had been tense all night, and now his spirits were low: “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought her out.”

“It’s not your fault.” Ji Heng just stared deeply at the emergency room, saying only this, lost in thought.

Seeing that Ji Mulan was no longer in danger, Xu Shujie and Xu Wenyao also relaxed. Xu Shujie looked at Xu’s assistant, “Do you know the doctor Bai Lian mentioned?”

The assistant recalled Lansi and sighed in relief: “Should be one of Dr. Lansi’s people.”

Lansi? Who was that? As Xu Shujie wondered, Ji Mulan’s attending physician came out again to report that all was well.

“Doctor, thank you so much!” Xu En and the Xu family repeatedly expressed their gratitude.

“We just did our duty,” the doctor shook his head. “The main thing was the timely arrival of blood from the central hospital’s blood bank, plus the dantrolene personally delivered by the central hospital’s director, and the guidance from the MTR doctor…”

As he spoke, the doctor became increasingly polite to the Xu family.

Rh-negative blood bank, Director Gu, MTR’s people.

The old Mrs. Xu hadn’t heard of MTR, she just turned to ask Xu Wenyao: “Wenyao, was that elderly gentleman just now the central hospital’s director?”

With He Wen personally guiding the mathematical modeling, Director Huang adding him on WeChat, and Academician Ma seeing Bai Lian off at the airport, Xu Wenyao could accept today’s events, “Probably, the important thing is everyone’s okay now.”

It was late, so Xu Wenyao didn’t return to the dormitory, instead catching a ride with Xu Shujie.

“Bai Lian and that person with her…” Xu Shujie turned onto the main road, glancing at Xu Wenyao to ask, “Jiang… which Jiang is he?”

“The Jiang from Meng Jiang.” Xu Wenyao looked down at his phone.

Director Huang had sent him a message two hours ago—

[Send me the mathematical modeling results when they come out.]

Mathematical modeling?

Xu Wenyao sat up straight. He had always greatly respected Director Huang. This summer after finishing the modeling, he and Chen Hong had been camping out in the library, reading through all the papers and books He Wen had sent them.

Xu Wenyao: [Understood, Director Huang.]

Jiang was also a common surname.

Since the last wedding banquet, Xu Shujie had vaguely heard Ji Heng call that man “Little Jiang.”

She had always thought it was “Jiang” as in “river” or something similar, but now that Xu Wenyao said it was “Jiang” as in the surname, Xu Shujie thought of Director Chen and suddenly stepped on the brakes, pulling over to the side of the road. She turned to Xu Wenyao in shock, “He couldn’t be…”

The next day, early morning.

Bai Lian got up for breakfast, as she needed to go to school later.

Xu Wenyao’s call came at just the right time. He told Bai Lian that Ji Mulan’s baby had been successfully delivered by cesarean section and was now in an incubator.

“Oh.” Bai Lian had her black hair half-tied back as she casually picked up a bun delivered from Kangyu Tower, responding carelessly.

Xu Wenyao didn’t call this early just for this news, “Did you know the mathematical modeling results come out this morning?”

This Bai Lian truly didn’t know.

Hearing Bai Lian’s silence, Xu Wenyao knew she wasn’t concerned about these things, figuring she wouldn’t deliberately check the results either, “Prize winners need to defend their work. Chen Hong is already preparing the defense presentation. I’ll send you the results directly when they come out.”

Xu Wenyao mainly wanted to tell Bai Lian about the modeling competition. He was confident about winning a prize, just unsure if they could get first place.

Jiang Fuli stood on Bai Lian’s balcony, wearing a white dress shirt with the cufflinks removed and sleeves rolled up several times. His delicate brows were lowered as he spoke to someone on the phone with a subdued air, “Don’t want to go to school? Wait until I get back.”

Bai Lian hung up her phone and heard his voice.

Knowing he was talking about Jiang He, she asked, “Isn’t it too hard on him, starting first grade?”

“He still needs to integrate into society.” Jiang Fuli hung up and returned to the living room, sitting beside Bai Lian and picking up his chopsticks methodically.

Bai Lian paused, tilting her head lazily, “What if he ends up thinking ‘what kind of people am I stuck in a classroom with’…”

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Fuli’s brow began to twitch.

“Eat your food, Miss Bai.” Jiang Fuli raised his hand, elegantly picking up a crystal dumpling and placing it in her bowl.

That physics notebook was still with Bai Lian, and she would flip through it occasionally.

With Miss Bai’s excellent memory, how could Jiang Fuli not know? She probably remembered every complaint he had written in it.

After breakfast, Bai Lian went to the study to print out the papers He Wen had given her.

Jiang Fuli stood to the side, unhurriedly stapling her papers together, his cool gaze sweeping over the contents.

At the dormitory.

When Bai Lian returned, Kong Wei was talking to someone at the stairs. Seeing Bai Lian, she waved excitedly, “Bai Lian, come quick, this classmate is from your hometown.”

Hometown?

Bai Lian replied to Tang Ming in the group chat, saying she would grab a book and head over. Ning Xiao and Tang Ming had already secured spots in the library.

Jiang University freshmen had no classes these days, with military training scheduled for sophomore year.

“Yes, she has the same surname as you, called Bai Shaoqi,” Kong Wei explained quietly when Bai Lian reached her side, “She says her brother’s teacher is a student of our department head.”

Bai Lian lifted her head slightly, meeting Bai Shaoqi’s gaze.

Bai Shaoqi was socializing widely at school, but she remained silent when she saw Bai Lian.

Bai Lian looked away and greeted Kong Wei before heading to room 407.

“We’ll chat another time then.” Kong Wei sensed something was off and smiled at Bai Shaoqi before catching up with Bai Lian to return to 407.

In the room, Bai Lian put her laptop and printed papers on the desk, along with a small pot of succulents that Jiang Fuli had insisted she take before leaving.

Kong Wei told Yu Simin about Bai Shaoqi.

Yu Simin clearly knew about the physics department head, “Her brother’s teacher is our physics department head? That’s impressive! Though everyone at Jiang University is impressive, look at our senior He Wen…”

Xu Qian came out of the bathroom and heard them mention He Wen. She looked up, “You know He Wen?”

“We know Senior He Wen, but he doesn’t know us,” Kong Wei laughed, “Senior He Wen is the idol of us Xicheng people. We’re planning to go to the No. 1 Doctoral Building for photos later, want to come?”

“I’ll pass, you guys have fun.” Xu Qian looked away and left with her books.

Downstairs at the dormitory, Song Min was waiting for Bai Shaoqi to go find Bai Shaoke together.

“I just saw Bai Lian,” Bai Shaoqi glanced at him, speaking softly, “We’re in the same dormitory building.”

Song Min paused, lowering his eyes without saying anything.

Talent was everywhere at Jiang University, and Song Min knew since his last visit to Jiangjiang that he was just one among many.

They soon reached Bai Shaoke’s building. Bai Shaoqi called him from downstairs.

“Wait a moment,” Bai Shaoke was looking for Dr. Zuo. He held his phone, speaking quietly, “I’ll be down soon.”

He hung up and pushed open the office door.

Inside the office, Dr. Zuo looked up at Bai Shaoke: “The professor is very concerned about this mathematical modeling competition’s results.”

Dr. Zuo’s professor was Director Huang.

And above Director Huang… was Academician Ma.

Bai Shaoke replied, “First prize might be difficult…”

“You’re only a sophomore, and this competition included international students, with many juniors and seniors participating,” Dr. Zuo opened his email, “Getting second prize is already very impressive. I’ll help you apply for a spot in the postgraduate program and introduce you to the professor.”

“Thank you, Dr. Zuo.”

Dr. Zuo smiled, “Your good competition results will also help with my professional title evaluation.”

It wasn’t just Bai Shaoke waiting for the competition results, but also Qi Jun and others.

They were seniors now, with few courses left.

Yu Sheng and Qi Jun were coming down from the dormitory to go to the computer room when they saw Xu Wenyao and Chen Hong returning from outside. Chen Hong sounded excited, “Wenyao, did you tell our junior? The results come out today!”

“Yes, she’s at the library with her classmates. We’ll find her later.” Xu Wenyao had just come from the hospital, carrying a faint smell of disinfectant.

Yu Sheng walked beside Qi Jun, hearing Chen Hong mention the modeling competition: “Chen Hong, you seem so happy, did you get second prize in the competition?”

Chen Hong looked up and saw Qi Jun’s group. He paused slightly – since Qi Jun had withdrawn from the team before the competition, they hadn’t interacted much, “Should be, no problem.”

Xu Wenyao nodded to the people he knew, then went upstairs to get his books to find Bai Lian.

Even Qi Jun thought second prize wasn’t guaranteed, so hearing Chen Hong’s words, Yu Sheng complained to Qi Jun: “He actually says second prize is definitely no problem. Never mind that they found a freshman, but they don’t even have an advisor! But Qi Jun, you guys should be secure for second prize, right?”

“Probably.” Qi Jun pushed up his black-framed glasses.

“Then you should be able to get into the postgraduate program?” Yu Sheng envied him.

Qi Jun shook his head, “First prize guarantees admission, second prize depends on probability.”

“You’re so smart, you’ll definitely get in. Miss Qi introduced you to Dr. Zuo…”

Meanwhile.

At the Mu residence.

Butler Lou was reporting to Mu Yining about Ji Shaojun’s situation. Mu Yining looked up, “His sister is in Jiangjiang too?”

“Yes, she’s Miss Bai’s mother,” Butler Lou had contacted people last night, “But by the time we found the laboratory, they had already found the medicine. The person is now out of danger. I heard the baby she delivered is still in an incubator.”

“It’s good that everyone’s alright.” Hearing it was Bai Lian’s mother, Mu Yining paused. “Prepare a gift for me. How did she suddenly get into a car accident? Has it been investigated?”

“I heard they’re still investigating – brake problems.” The Mu family always took such matters seriously, given what had happened before.

However… Ji Mulan had never returned to the Mu family. Butler Lou actually thought it was just an accident.

She took the coat handed over by the servant and put it on. Mentioning the incident made Mu Yining fall silent for a moment, “What about my father? Did he come out today?”

Speaking of this, Butler Lou held his cane and walked a few steps forward with her, speaking worriedly: “You know, these days, he won’t leave the Buddhist hall.”

Yesterday was the anniversary of Mu Qiao and those talented youths’ tragic passing.

Mu Xianguang had barely eaten these past few days.

As they were talking.

Outside the courtyard, Assistant Wang ran in without announcement, “Miss Mu! Miss Mu!”

The Mu family always emphasized proper etiquette. Butler Lou saw his flustered state and said, “Assistant Wang, why are you in such a panic?”

Assistant Wang had no time to explain to Butler Lou, just panting as he handed a file to Mu Yining, “We couldn’t find information about Miss Bai, but in Xiangcheng, there’s lots of news about her!”

Hearing it was about Bai Lian, Mu Yining reached out directly.

Butler Lou didn’t know Mu Yining had dined with Bai Lian, and looked at her in surprise, “Miss, you went to see Miss Bai?”

Mu Yining didn’t answer. She opened the envelope containing several photos and news clippings.

The first was a screenshot from Xiangcheng No.1 High School news. The background showed the school with several banners hanging at the front gate. The first banner’s red background with white characters was particularly eye-catching—

[Congratulations to our student Bai Lian for achieving First Place in the National College Entrance Examination Science Division!]