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At this moment, Director Chen didn’t dare to ask how this Boss Lu had offended Bailian.

“Miss Bai, don’t worry,” Director Chen’s mind was spinning rapidly. “It’s just looking into a person. I will investigate him thoroughly for you. Even his ancestors won’t be able to escape.”

“Mm,” Bailian bent down and picked up her schoolbag. Her eyelashes lowered as she thanked him unhurriedly, “Thank you.”

Director Chen didn’t dare to let Bailian thank him.

This was just a small matter. The few suggestions Bailian had given him had made him very successful recently.

He stood there and watched Bailian leave. After Bailian got on the bus.

Only then did Director Chen wipe his sweat and couldn’t help but wonder, if he knew this Boss Lu, would Bailian tear him apart together with him?

After thinking about it, he shuddered.

Then he immediately called to have someone investigate the matter of Yongfu Neighborhood and that person surnamed Lu. He really had a death wish.

He then called Ji Shaojun.

Ji Shaojun spoke vaguely, only saying that Shen Qing was in the hospital now. It was still the same story, that she fell down the stairs. He didn’t say anything else.

Associating it with Bailian’s reaction, Director Chen almost instantly guessed–

This matter couldn’t escape being related to that Boss Lu.

“This Xiangcheng,” Director Chen felt these people were really unlucky as he called Jiang Fuli. “How can they always cause trouble here and there!”

He returned to the car, filled with malice.

This person surnamed Lu was dead meat.

** School.

Lu Xiaohan saw Bailian and originally wanted to share with her that the posted video had gone viral.

But when she raised her eyes, she saw Bailian coming in wrapped in a chill. She gently placed her schoolbag on the desk. Her black hair was tied back, and those black eyes seemed to be able to devour all light.

The quiet atmosphere spread out from her as the center.

Even the usually dense Zhang Shize sensed that something was wrong and quieted down.

The physics teacher came to class and found that the usually most lively class was terrifyingly quiet. “Mm, this is how it should be. Everyone performed very well today. You too, Zhang Shize.”

The physics teacher was very satisfied.

Zhang Shize, who had his head lowered, felt very uncomfortable inside.

He was just afraid.

Lu Xiaohan wrote a note to Bailian in class, asking her what was wrong.

Bailian took the note and didn’t write much, just saying that Shen Qing was still in the emergency room but lacked panda blood.

Lu Xiaohan took back the note. Seeing this reply, during the break, she secretly took out her phone and took a picture of Bailian’s note–

[One Bowl Eater: The aunt of the girl who played the guzheng yesterday is in the emergency room. Are there any friends with Rh-negative blood near Xiangcheng? (praying hands) (praying hands) (praying hands) [Photo]]

She hadn’t shared the good news with Bailian that the video had gone viral.

Overnight, she gained 200,000 new followers, and the view count exceeded 5 million, with the data still rapidly increasing.

As soon as this video was posted, her comment section became active again.

“Ah Lian,” Lu Xiaohan turned her head back again. “Do you have your aunt’s medical certificate?”

Bailian propped her chin with her hand and quietly looked out the window. Hearing the voice, she tilted her head slightly and let out an “Mm,” sending the photos she took yesterday to Lu Xiaohan.

It had Shen Qing’s information and the name of the hospital.

At noon, Bailian didn’t eat with them. She took her phone and left the school gate.

Class 15, Lu Xiaohan watched Bailian’s departing figure and muttered, “Her aunt must be in a very serious condition.”

Zhang Shize also frowned. He scratched his head. “It’s a pity I’m not panda blood. I’m type B.”

Lu Xiaohan was replying to inquiries. She was annoyed by him and casually said, “Mm, it suits you well.”

They asked the entire class but couldn’t find a single panda blood.

The whole Class 15 went to ask other people and their families.

** At noon, the sun was at its highest.

Bailian took off her school uniform and walked out of the school gate with her head lowered.

She walked straight to the bus stop until a car parked on the left side of the school gate honked. Bailian’s steps paused.

Looking up, she saw a familiar car.

She turned her steps and walked over to open the passenger door and got in.

After fastening her seatbelt, she casually placed her coat on her lap and propped her elbow against the window.

Jiang Fuli quietly looked at her. Because of the excessive blood drawing last night, her face appeared even paler.

Neither of them spoke. Jiang Fuli started the car and didn’t ask where she was going. He drove directly to Xiangcheng Hospital.

At twelve o’clock, Bailian received a message from Lance.

The two of them only communicated on WeChat. In the morning, Lance did call Bailian, but his Chinese was currently not very good. Even reading text was difficult for him, and his language was slightly incoherent.

So they returned to communicating on WeChat.

Lance had arrived in Beicheng.

Lance: [My assistant said there are no flights to Xiangcheng. I don’t know when I’ll be able to arrive.]

He sent another location: [They are now looking for a car to drive over.]

A plane…

Bailian slightly raised her face, her fingertips propping her chin. Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Jiang Fuli.

She remembered someone had a private plane.

It was parked in Danping City.

Red light.

Jiang Fuli stopped at the intersection.

The temperature difference in Xiangcheng was a bit large. The sun was at its highest. Jiang Fuli took a moment to look at her. Her cold profile was reflected by the sun with a chilling gleam. “Just say it directly.”

He didn’t even wait for Bailian to ask.

“The doctor performing the surgery is currently in Beicheng. My aunt can’t wait…” Bailian leaned slightly against the door, her eyes slightly narrowed.

From Beicheng to Xiangcheng, there were basically only trains. Even transferring to the high-speed rail would take until tomorrow.

Time was tight.

Jiang Fuli understood as soon as he heard it. He nodded and started the car, “Is he reliable? If not, I’ll have someone come back from Jiangjing.”

“Should be.” Bailian didn’t understand the medical field and didn’t know the current level of medical care, but from their communication, she knew that Lance’s medical skills were definitely not simple.

Jiang Fuli: “…”

He didn’t know how to evaluate her “should be.”

He had just returned from the lab and didn’t know the specific situation of Shen Qing. He planned to go to the hospital later to ask clearly and make two arrangements. If Bailian’s “should be doctor” was not reliable, there would be a backup plan.

**

Hospital.

Intensive care unit.

Ji Shaojun was still outside. The expert consultation from Xiangcheng Hospital was almost useless, and they could only say to try their best to report to higher-level hospitals.

Xu En had already gone back to attend to his own affairs. He asked Ji Mulan to stay here to accompany Ji Shaojun.

When Jiang Fuli and Bailian arrived, the chief physician was discussing with Ji Shaojun and Ji Mulan.

The three of them stood at the door of Shen Qing’s ward.

Ji Shaojun hadn’t slept for a day and night, looking utterly haggard.

Today, both Jiang Fuli and Bailian were in a low mood. Although hospitals themselves had low magnetic fields and chilly air everywhere, the chief physician couldn’t help rubbing his arms. “I also told Mr. Xu that the patient definitely needs to be transferred. Not only do we not have anyone who dares to do the surgery, our equipment also has issues…”

“What equipment is needed,” Jiang Fuli also took off his coat, the black coat in his hand, unhurriedly falling two steps behind Bailian. He looked at Shen Qing in the intensive care unit through the glass, then spoke to the chief physician, “Just say it directly.”

The chief physician was originally talking to Ji Shaojun.

When Jiang Fuli came, his scalp started to tingle a bit. He began to explain to him, “The ECT and DSA, our hospital’s current level can’t reach…”

Jiang Fuli took out his phone and listened quietly.

“Someone will deliver them together this afternoon,” Jiang Fuli looked at the chief physician and politely asked, “Is there anything else? No need to hold back.”

His voice was very calm. “Even if you need equipment from the MTR laboratory, it will also appear here before tomorrow.”

MTR laboratory?

Ordinary people might not know, but as a doctor, the chief physician was very clear that this was the only laboratory of the World Medical Association, gathering top doctors from all over the world.

It could be said that almost all effective new drugs initially originated from MTR.

In his many years since graduating from medical school, he hadn’t had the opportunity to visit the MTR headquarters, but his teacher had the fortune of going there.

Hearing Jiang Fuli’s words, his heart jumped, and he couldn’t help secretly glancing at Jiang Fuli.

He could get things from MTR just by asking?

Who was this person?

Ji Mulan didn’t know about the MTR laboratory and didn’t recognize Jiang Fuli. She just squinted at him who had come together with Bailian, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Jiang Fuli indifferently swept his gaze over Ji Mulan and lowered his head to send a message to someone.

After finishing editing the message, he showed it to the chief physician. “Is there anything omitted?”

The chief physician lowered his head to look and was almost shocked to find that all the equipment he had just mentioned was recorded by Jiang Fuli without missing a word. “No, that’s all.”

Jiang Fuli sent out the message with his fingertips.

Looking up, he found Bailian standing at the end of the corridor, checking the messages on her phone with lowered eyes.

He walked over.

Bailian was looking at the information on Manager Lu that Chen Ju had found for her.

Manager Lu, Lu Youlin, wanted to dig a hole to acquire Yongfu neighborhood…

She, who used to read ten lines at a glance, was reading very slowly today, scrolling down line by line, not missing a single word.

When Bailian finished reading, only then did Jiang Fuli speak, “I’m going to clear a taxiway. If there’s any situation here, give me a call.”

A taxiway?

Bailian roughly reacted. “Okay.”

She watched Jiang Fuli leave.

Only then did she take out her phone and give Mao Kun a call.

Fighting arena.

Mao Kun took off his mask and wiped his sweat. His phone rang, and he lazily picked it up. Upon seeing the displayed name, he was startled. “Sis.”

“Lu Youlin, do you know him?” Bailian looked out the window, her lowered eyes brimming with wanton coldness.

The tone of her voice had clearly torn Lu Youlin into ten thousand pieces.

Realizing the chill in Bailian’s voice, Mao Kun’s hand couldn’t help trembling a bit. He sat on the ground, carefully recalling this name, “I don’t know him.”

Bailian nodded, her tone particularly calm, “I’ll send you some information. Wait for me at Qingshui Street later.”

After hanging up the phone, Mao Kun immediately sent people to look for this person called Lu Youlin.

Lance was arriving in the afternoon. Bailian asked for leave from Lu Lingxi in the afternoon.

The students of Class 15 were looking for panda blood donors. Lu Lingxi knew about the matter with Bailian’s aunt. She approved the leave and told her not to worry.

2:30 p.m.

Xu En’s assistant hurried over. Xu En was very attentive to the Ji family’s affairs. As soon as the assistant got out of the elevator, he said to Ji Shaojun, “Hurry, Manager Xu has contacted the Jiangjing Hospital for you. There’s a chief physician who says he has a 60% confidence! Set off for Jiangjing first!”

“Thank you,” Ji Shaojun, who was sitting at the door of the intensive care unit, suddenly raised his head. “I’ll, I’ll go find the director…”

He stood up, feeling a bit dizzy.

He almost fell.

Ji Mulan supported him.

“Be careful,” the assistant had already made arrangements with the hospital and came to inform Ji Shaojun. “Manager Xu has already communicated with the hospital and will arrange to go to Jiangjing as soon as possible.”

Ji Mulan finally felt a bit relieved. She looked at the assistant, “Thank you for your trouble.”

The attending physician had obviously also received this news from the hospital.

He hurried over from the office. “You really want to go to Jiangjing?”

He looked at Bailian. He didn’t know anything else, but the man with Bailian just now had mentioned the MTR laboratory.

“Of course. Manager Xu has already made arrangements. Although the success rate is not as high as that hospital president’s, he is willing to try.” Xu En’s assistant spoke. This was a surgery that Xu En had worked hard to secure.

“No need.” By the corridor, leaning against the wall, Bailian raised her head. She slowly put on her school uniform coat.

“What do you mean no need? You go to school. Don’t interfere with this matter,” Ji Mulan’s brows subconsciously furrowed. She was used to being domineering and didn’t heed Bailian’s opposition. She directly said to the chief physician, “Please make the arrangements.”

Xu En’s assistant also turned his head back and saw Bailian leaning lazily against the wall. He realized this was the stepdaughter who had looked up the condition yesterday at the scene.

He looked at Bailian in surprise, a bit doubting his own ears. “No need?”

“Mm,” Bailian didn’t zip up her coat. She also ignored Ji Mulan, her pair of dark eyes meeting Xu En’s assistant’s, very casual and unperturbed, “Thank you, we found another doctor.”

“Ah? Who did you find?” Xu En’s assistant was a bit stunned.

Bailian looked towards the elevator. “He has already arrived in Xiangcheng now.”

**

Xiangcheng was recently constructing a new main line.

It was a six-lane main road.

One section had just been built to the city center, from one end at Wutong Road to Huandao Road. Both ends were directly blocked off by iron fences, and the accumulated cement on the road was being cleared.

Two teams of men in black were stationed at each end to prevent anyone from barging in.

Drivers passing by this section of road couldn’t help looking over here.

2:35 p.m.

A “rumbling” sound came from the sky. Almost everyone living in the center of Xiangcheng City saw a white plane slowly circling at low altitude, pressing down on the white clouds.

Xiangcheng hadn’t even built a high-speed rail for so many years. Suddenly seeing a plane circling over the city center, a bunch of people exclaimed and raised their heads.

The plane finally aimed at the road under construction, almost scraping the buildings on both sides, slowly landing on this main road!

“Rumble—”

The road pressed by the plane’s wheels raised a cloud of dust, the speed slowly decelerating.

Finally stopping in the middle of the road!

The white fuselage had no logos of any airline. The plane’s door was opened, and the boarding stairs descended from mid-air. An old man wearing a polo shirt and sunglasses was the first to come down the stairs.

2:40 p.m.

Lance had arrived.