On the way back in the car,
Qiao Ying leaned her elbow against the edge of the car window, propping up her head with one hand as she looked at her phone screen, completely oblivious to the low air pressure in the car.
After all, to her, only killing intent has form.
As Qin Hanyue glanced at her phone screen, he saw that she was staring at Teng Yan’s phone number. Qin Hanyue tapped the back of his right hand with his left thumb over and over again.
Qin Yan, who was driving the car up front, felt so bitter that his teeth chattered.
Qin Hanyue said, "I thought Miss Qiao went there for Wei Qingyuan." His tone sounded normal.
Qiao Ying glanced at him, "What's Qin upset about?"
Upset about being used as a tool?
Qin Hanyue replied, "No, I'm just curious."
Qiao Ying raised her eyebrows at him.
Qin Hanyue continued, "This should be the first time Miss Qiao has actively asked for someone's contact information. I wonder what caught Miss Qiao’s eye about this person."
Qiao Ying said, "I'm not interested in him."
She didn't want the phone number to chat; she wanted to monitor the other person's phone. Qin Hanyue was imagining things.
The nose is not a nose, the eyes are not eyes.
Before Red Heart K retired, he must have prepared a backup route and developed his own power in the capital city. If he also took over the capital branch of Hidden Shadow, then he would not be easy to deal with.
At the very least, she has to probe the depths of this old guy before making a move.
She can't act too obvious, so she can only make a move through this old guy's adopted son. She has to move fast. Hidden Shadow will soon discover that the assassin they sent out has died by her hand.
By then, if JOKER contacts Red Heart K, she will be targeted by Red Heart K, her intention of actively adding a contact today will be exposed, and it will be easier for her to switch from being proactive to passive.
Qin Hanyue wanted to probe further, but Qiao Ying gave a direct answer that she wasn't interested in Teng Yan.
The moment Qiao Ying spoke, Qin Yan instantly felt like he could breathe again. If Miss Qiao didn't explain further, he would suffocate to death.
He didn't expect that when Third Master gets jealous, he would make sarcastic remarks too.
He really didn't know if Elder Wei's adopted son had his knuckles crushed by Third Master at the auction house. Elder Wei's adopted son was so unfortunate to be randomly added to Third Master's death list.
So f*cking scary.
With just one line, Qiao Ying easily soothed him.
"This Wei Qingyuan started appearing frequently in the capital more than ten years ago. He was abroad before that. I've dealt with him a few times. Does Miss Qiao have any questions?"
Not knowing what Qiao Ying was up to,
Since he couldn't find out by probing, Qin Hanyue took it upon himself to serve as an informant.
Qiao Ying said, "No."
More than ten years ago? She had known him twenty years ago.
The car stopped at the villa gate.
Qiao Ying politely said, "Come in for a cup of tea?"
So Qin Hanyue got out of the car with her.
But before they entered the door, a phone call came in.
Qin Hanyue answered the call and his expression changed, "I'll be right there. Have you notified Older Ming?"
Qin Hanyue quickly said to Qiao Ying, then turned around and left.
"What's the rush?" Qiao Ying asked, standing at the door.
Qin Hanyue said, "My father is critically ill."
He pulled open the car door and got in, closed it, but the next moment, someone pulled it open again from the outside. Looking up, he saw Qiao Ying standing outside the car door.
She said to him, "Get in."
After ushering Qin Hanyue to the inside, Qiao Ying got into the car too.
Qin Hanyue looked at her without saying anything else. He turned his head and ordered Qin Yan, "Go to the hospital."
On the top floor of the hospital,
It was chaos outside the emergency room.
The Qin family young and old, the President, the Vice President, and dozens of experts from various medical fields, nearly a few dozen people, were standing there.
Qin's mother was supported sitting in a chair, trembling all over, tears swirling in her eyes, "...Where is Hanyue?"
Like finding a pillar of mental support, she asked about her eldest son.
On his father's behalf, Qin Yuchen replied, "Granny, Third Uncle is on his way." Having just rushed over, his head was drenched in sweat.
"Don't worry Granny, Grandpa will be alright."
"Yes Mom, Dad has the fortune of an honorable person, he will be fine. Older Ming is also on the way."
Soon,
Older Ming arrived, jogging over with his little apprentice.
It was admirable that he could still run at his age.
The emergency room door opened and the attending doctor walked out, pulling down his mask, "He must undergo surgery, it can't be delayed any longer."
As soon as Qin's mother heard this, her heart sank. She braced herself and asked with trembling voice, "...Surgery? Didn't you say there was less than a 4% chance of success?"
The attending doctor said, "This is the only chance."
If not done, he could only wait for death. If done, there would still be a ray of hope.
Qin's mother said, "Even if the blood clot in his brain is removed, what about the poison in his body? If it can't be resolved, how long can he live?"
Everyone looked at Older Ming.
Faced with the hopeful eyes of the Qin family, Older Ming wanted to speak but hesitated. Finally he shook his head, "One month at most."
Even if the surgery was successful, if the poison could not be resolved, he would not live past a month. To suffer this torment before death, Qin's mother shook her head as her legs gave way and she sat back down on the chair, with silent tears streaming down her face.
The attending doctor said, "Hurry up and decide."
Everyone looked at Qin's old lady. After a long pause, Qin's old lady shook her head, "He has already been lying in bed suffering for a year... I don't want him to suffer anymore before he closes his eyes."
Qin Yuchen said, "Granny..."
Was this meaning to give up?
Qin's old lady couldn't get the words out. The atmosphere was stifling. No one dared to make this decision. Only Qin's old lady as the spouse had the most right to make this decision. Everyone could only wait for her to speak.
Hurried footsteps approached.
Without even getting close, Qin Hanyue could already sense the heavy atmosphere.
Seeing his devastated and hopeless mother with silent tears in her eyes sitting in the chair, his heart jerked up.
"Third Uncle is here."
When they saw Qin Hanyue, everyone in the Qin family was like they had found their backbone.
Qin Hanyue walked over quickly, "What's the situation?"
The Qin family eldest brother shook his head at his younger brother, "He must undergo surgery, less than 4% chance of success. Even if the surgery succeeds, if the poison can't be resolved, there's only one month left."
"Miss Qiao?" Older Ming looked at Qiao Ying who appeared together with Qin Hanyue in surprise.
Qiao Ying nodded at Older Ming.
Then she reached out and took the thick medical record from the attending doctor to read it. The attending doctor yelled out "hey", frowning as he tried to take the record back, but was stopped by Older Ming, "Let her look. It's not some confidential document."
Moreover, Qiao Ying was here with Qin Hanyue.
"Hanyue, forget it." Qin's mother shook her head at her youngest son, "I don't want your father to suffer anymore before he closes his eyes."
The corners of Qin Hanyue's mouth tightened as he said nothing, while the muscles in his cheeks twitched slightly.
Beside his ear was the sound of Qiao Ying flipping through the medical record, page by page. She read very quickly.
As time passed second by second, each second felt infinitely stretched in this depressing and excruciating atmosphere, as if a few centuries had passed in just three to four minutes.
Finally,
Qin Hanyue seemed to have made some huge decision. He braced himself, the corners of his mouth moved slightly as he was just about to speak,
But Qiao Ying spoke ahead of him, "I can perform the surgery."
As soon as she spoke, all eyes instantly turned to look at her.
Qiao Ying continued lightly, "Prepare a set of surgical scrubs for me."
No one bothered with her words. Everyone felt that she was fooling around inappropriately.
The doctors' reactions were most obvious. If not for seeing that she came with Qin Hanyue, they would have chased her away already.
The Qin family still had etiquette after all and were not in the mood to be petty with a young girl. They looked at her complexly and disregarded her.
However, Older Ming and Qin Yan's reactions were different.
The rest didn't know, but Older Ming had discussed Traditional Chinese Medicine with Qiao Ying face to face. He knew that her attainments in Chinese medicine surpassed even his, although it was just empty theorizing.
As for Qin Yan, he was surprised that Qiao Ying even knew Western medicine and would handle a surgery knife. Not fully believing yet not quite disbelieving like the others, he felt she wasn't talking nonsense at least.
Just as Older Ming was about to ask,
Qin Hanyue spoke first, "What's the success rate?"
"Hanyue?" The Qin family two elder brothers looked at this younger brother in puzzlement and worry.
Qin Hanyue was not crazy and certainly didn't question Qiao Ying. He didn't even ask her to confirm. His gaze was fixed intently on Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying replied, "100 percent."
She continued, "As for the poison, I'm still not sure what it is yet, but it shouldn't be hard to resolve."
On the way back in the car,
Qiao Ying leaned her elbow against the edge of the car window, propping up her head with one hand as she looked at her phone screen, completely oblivious to the low air pressure in the car.
After all, to her, only killing intent has form.
As Qin Hanyue glanced at her phone screen, he saw that she was staring at Teng Yan’s phone number. Qin Hanyue tapped the back of his right hand with his left thumb over and over again.
Qin Yan, who was driving the car up front, felt so bitter that his teeth chattered.
Qin Hanyue said, "I thought Miss Qiao went there for Wei Qingyuan." His tone sounded normal.
Qiao Ying glanced at him, "What's Qin upset about?"
Upset about being used as a tool?
Qin Hanyue replied, "No, I'm just curious."
Qiao Ying raised her eyebrows at him.
Qin Hanyue continued, "This should be the first time Miss Qiao has actively asked for someone's contact information. I wonder what caught Miss Qiao’s eye about this person."
Qiao Ying said, "I'm not interested in him."
She didn't want the phone number to chat; she wanted to monitor the other person's phone. Qin Hanyue was imagining things.
The nose is not a nose, the eyes are not eyes.
Before Red Heart K retired, he must have prepared a backup route and developed his own power in the capital city. If he also took over the capital branch of Hidden Shadow, then he would not be easy to deal with.
At the very least, she has to probe the depths of this old guy before making a move.
She can't act too obvious, so she can only make a move through this old guy's adopted son. She has to move fast. Hidden Shadow will soon discover that the assassin they sent out has died by her hand.
By then, if JOKER contacts Red Heart K, she will be targeted by Red Heart K, her intention of actively adding a contact today will be exposed, and it will be easier for her to switch from being proactive to passive.
Qin Hanyue wanted to probe further, but Qiao Ying gave a direct answer that she wasn't interested in Teng Yan.
The moment Qiao Ying spoke, Qin Yan instantly felt like he could breathe again. If Miss Qiao didn't explain further, he would suffocate to death.
He didn't expect that when Third Master gets jealous, he would make sarcastic remarks too.
He really didn't know if Elder Wei's adopted son had his knuckles crushed by Third Master at the auction house. Elder Wei's adopted son was so unfortunate to be randomly added to Third Master's death list.
So f*cking scary.
With just one line, Qiao Ying easily soothed him.
"This Wei Qingyuan started appearing frequently in the capital more than ten years ago. He was abroad before that. I've dealt with him a few times. Does Miss Qiao have any questions?"
Not knowing what Qiao Ying was up to,
Since he couldn't find out by probing, Qin Hanyue took it upon himself to serve as an informant.
Qiao Ying said, "No."
More than ten years ago? She had known him twenty years ago.
The car stopped at the villa gate.
Qiao Ying politely said, "Come in for a cup of tea?"
So Qin Hanyue got out of the car with her.
But before they entered the door, a phone call came in.
Qin Hanyue answered the call and his expression changed, "I'll be right there. Have you notified Older Ming?"
Qin Hanyue quickly said to Qiao Ying, then turned around and left.
"What's the rush?" Qiao Ying asked, standing at the door.
Qin Hanyue said, "My father is critically ill."
He pulled open the car door and got in, closed it, but the next moment, someone pulled it open again from the outside. Looking up, he saw Qiao Ying standing outside the car door.
She said to him, "Get in."
After ushering Qin Hanyue to the inside, Qiao Ying got into the car too.
Qin Hanyue looked at her without saying anything else. He turned his head and ordered Qin Yan, "Go to the hospital."
On the top floor of the hospital,
It was chaos outside the emergency room.
The Qin family young and old, the President, the Vice President, and dozens of experts from various medical fields, nearly a few dozen people, were standing there.
Qin's mother was supported sitting in a chair, trembling all over, tears swirling in her eyes, "...Where is Hanyue?"
Like finding a pillar of mental support, she asked about her eldest son.
On his father's behalf, Qin Yuchen replied, "Granny, Third Uncle is on his way." Having just rushed over, his head was drenched in sweat.
"Don't worry Granny, Grandpa will be alright."
"Yes Mom, Dad has the fortune of an honorable person, he will be fine. Older Ming is also on the way."
Soon,
Older Ming arrived, jogging over with his little apprentice.
It was admirable that he could still run at his age.
The emergency room door opened and the attending doctor walked out, pulling down his mask, "He must undergo surgery, it can't be delayed any longer."
As soon as Qin's mother heard this, her heart sank. She braced herself and asked with trembling voice, "...Surgery? Didn't you say there was less than a 4% chance of success?"
The attending doctor said, "This is the only chance."
If not done, he could only wait for death. If done, there would still be a ray of hope.
Qin's mother said, "Even if the blood clot in his brain is removed, what about the poison in his body? If it can't be resolved, how long can he live?"
Everyone looked at Older Ming.
Faced with the hopeful eyes of the Qin family, Older Ming wanted to speak but hesitated. Finally he shook his head, "One month at most."
Even if the surgery was successful, if the poison could not be resolved, he would not live past a month. To suffer this torment before death, Qin's mother shook her head as her legs gave way and she sat back down on the chair, with silent tears streaming down her face.
The attending doctor said, "Hurry up and decide."
Everyone looked at Qin's old lady. After a long pause, Qin's old lady shook her head, "He has already been lying in bed suffering for a year... I don't want him to suffer anymore before he closes his eyes."
Qin Yuchen said, "Granny..."
Was this meaning to give up?
Qin's old lady couldn't get the words out. The atmosphere was stifling. No one dared to make this decision. Only Qin's old lady as the spouse had the most right to make this decision. Everyone could only wait for her to speak.
Hurried footsteps approached.
Without even getting close, Qin Hanyue could already sense the heavy atmosphere.
Seeing his devastated and hopeless mother with silent tears in her eyes sitting in the chair, his heart jerked up.
"Third Uncle is here."
When they saw Qin Hanyue, everyone in the Qin family was like they had found their backbone.
Qin Hanyue walked over quickly, "What's the situation?"
The Qin family eldest brother shook his head at his younger brother, "He must undergo surgery, less than 4% chance of success. Even if the surgery succeeds, if the poison can't be resolved, there's only one month left."
"Miss Qiao?" Older Ming looked at Qiao Ying who appeared together with Qin Hanyue in surprise.
Qiao Ying nodded at Older Ming.
Then she reached out and took the thick medical record from the attending doctor to read it. The attending doctor yelled out "hey", frowning as he tried to take the record back, but was stopped by Older Ming, "Let her look. It's not some confidential document."
Moreover, Qiao Ying was here with Qin Hanyue.
"Hanyue, forget it." Qin's mother shook her head at her youngest son, "I don't want your father to suffer anymore before he closes his eyes."
The corners of Qin Hanyue's mouth tightened as he said nothing, while the muscles in his cheeks twitched slightly.
Beside his ear was the sound of Qiao Ying flipping through the medical record, page by page. She read very quickly.
As time passed second by second, each second felt infinitely stretched in this depressing and excruciating atmosphere, as if a few centuries had passed in just three to four minutes.
Finally,
Qin Hanyue seemed to have made some huge decision. He braced himself, the corners of his mouth moved slightly as he was just about to speak,
But Qiao Ying spoke ahead of him, "I can perform the surgery."
As soon as she spoke, all eyes instantly turned to look at her.
Qiao Ying continued lightly, "Prepare a set of surgical scrubs for me."
No one bothered with her words. Everyone felt that she was fooling around inappropriately.
The doctors' reactions were most obvious. If not for seeing that she came with Qin Hanyue, they would have chased her away already.
The Qin family still had etiquette after all and were not in the mood to be petty with a young girl. They looked at her complexly and disregarded her.
However, Older Ming and Qin Yan's reactions were different.
The rest didn't know, but Older Ming had discussed Traditional Chinese Medicine with Qiao Ying face to face. He knew that her attainments in Chinese medicine surpassed even his, although it was just empty theorizing.
As for Qin Yan, he was surprised that Qiao Ying even knew Western medicine and would handle a surgery knife. Not fully believing yet not quite disbelieving like the others, he felt she wasn't talking nonsense at least.
Just as Older Ming was about to ask,
Qin Hanyue spoke first, "What's the success rate?"
"Hanyue?" The Qin family two elder brothers looked at this younger brother in puzzlement and worry.
Qin Hanyue was not crazy and certainly didn't question Qiao Ying. He didn't even ask her to confirm. His gaze was fixed intently on Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying replied, "100 percent."
She continued, "As for the poison, I'm still not sure what it is yet, but it shouldn't be hard to resolve."
