"Ah!"
"Qianqian!"
Lan Qianqian woke up abruptly from her dream, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. It took her a while to regain her senses, and she then turned to look at Xuan Mohan, dazed.
Xuan Mohan had sensed something was wrong in his sleep and immediately opened his eyes. He looked at the person beside him, who was drenched in cold sweat. However, no matter how he called out or shook her, she did not wake up. The most concerning thing was... her body was burning hot!
"Were you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here. Would you like some water?" The worry on Xuan Mohan's face was evident. Seeing her dry lips, he remembered that she had sweated profusely and must be very thirsty now.
Lan Qianqian opened her mouth, only to find her throat dry and hoarse, her body weak, and her mind a little muddled. She nodded slightly.
Soon, a cup of warm water was brought to her lips. She subconsciously swallowed twice and seemed to hear someone gently whispering in her ear, "Shall we go to the hospital?"
In a semi-conscious state, Lan Qianqian nodded again. Then, she felt her body lighten, but her head grew heavier.
Ruien Hospital
It was the largest hospital under the Xuan Corporation, with medical equipment and technology at the forefront of the world.
It was now three in the morning. A crowd of people stood at the hospital entrance. Upon seeing the arrivals, the dean immediately stepped forward, bowing respectfully and saying, "President."
The President carrying a woman in his arms in the middle of the night was obvious to everyone, but no one dared to crowd around. They all kept their heads down, eyes fixed straight ahead.
There was only one exception: Yu Zheng, the hospital's most skilled attending physician. Since the President attached such importance to someone, he felt he should examine her first for a preliminary diagnosis. Thus, although his head was bowed, his eyes kept darting towards the President's arms.
Why did it seem like just a fever? However, it was also possible that the fever was caused by many internal factors. Thinking this, his pressure increased significantly. Seeing the President's stern expression, the symptoms were likely not minor. What if he couldn't cure her or made a mistake due to nervousness?
Why was he the best doctor in this hospital?! Could he apply to not appear before the President in the future? The pressure was overwhelming!
Xuan Mohan's face was icy, his voice devoid of any emotion. Carrying Lan Qianqian, he strode directly inside. "Stop the nonsense and quickly come in to examine her. If you can't cure her, you don't need to work here anymore."
If it weren't for the fact that Qianqian's health was the most important, he would have dug out the eyes of this quack in a white coat.
The group behind him wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and scurried to keep up, afraid of being noticed by the President even a second late. The President's memory was truly exceptional!
Inside the operating room, Yu Zheng, with his head bowed and eyes focused, meticulously examined Lan Qianqian's physical condition, rapidly recording data. However, after repeated checks, he was very sure that there was no problem.
But the sharp gaze behind him made him anxious. During multiple checks, his hands trembled involuntarily several times. He truly felt distressed. Every time his hand trembled, that gaze from behind shot over as if it had substance.
As he hesitated whether to report the results, a voice as cold as ice suddenly came, "Does it take this long to examine? Do you want me to lend you a hand?!"
Yu Zheng's calves were trembling now. He said in a weak voice, "President, Miss Lan has a high fever caused by emotional distress. After an IV infusion, her temperature will drop in a while."
"Then hurry up!" Xuan Mohan was extremely agitated now, his temper igniting easily. Yet, there was no one quick-witted among them; they were all quacks!
If those old guys heard this, they would definitely argue: Who said they weren't quick-witted? It's you, President, who suppresses them!
Of course, they only dared to think this in their hearts. The President's formidable aura was truly unparalleled. Wherever he went, every word was like an arrow hitting its mark.
"Yes, yes, yes." Yu Zheng repeatedly agreed and then hurried off to prepare the medicine. It was a joke, could someone brought by the President personally be given stock medicine? It had to be freshly compounded, and with the best medicinal ingredients!
"How is it?" As soon as Yu Zheng came out, the dean immediately stepped forward to ask. If this person had any trouble, he would be the first one to be in trouble. Moreover, normal family members were not allowed in the operating room. Well, their President was no ordinary person.
Yu Zheng simply shook his head and hurried away. How could he dare to delay the President's time!
The dean thought the situation was bad and his heart skipped a beat. It was over, what should he do? He forced himself to calm down and thought of a hundred and eighty plans. Finally, he turned to the vice dean beside him. "Didn't they say the genius doctor has returned? Hurry and invite her, no matter the cost!"
"Dean, have you forgotten? The President has a close friend, and that person is the legendary genius doctor," the vice dean kindly reminded him.
Oh, right! Then why did the President come to find them, a bunch of quacks?
Quacks: "?"
However, the dean was clearly relieved. Fortunately, there was a genius doctor to rely on. As long as he was here, Lan Qianqian would be fine, and the President wouldn't be too angry.
But the dean didn't consider why, with the genius doctor present, they still needed to find them. He was truly so nervous that his thoughts were tangled.
Next, Yu Zheng followed the procedure step by step. Of course, it wasn't the usual leisurely pace; with someone chasing him from behind, he couldn't be slow! Thus, there was some minor chaos in the operating room.
Moreover, they had all forgotten that it was time to transfer the patient to a ward!!
Xuan Mohan didn't care about anything else; he just wanted her cured first. Once Qianqian's condition improved, everything else could be discussed.
...
In a secluded corner of S City, in an ordinary, even somewhat dilapidated house, a man of noble bearing was methodically carrying out his research.
"What are you thinking about?" Don't think his serious demeanor can fool me. At his current level, he could operate with his eyes closed, so he must be thinking about something else? A woman?
Little did he know, his master was spot on. Mu Jingxuan was indeed thinking about a woman!
He had been urgently summoned by his master last night. Before leaving, he had informed his brothers in the group chat.
However, while conducting his research, he couldn't help but think of Lan Qianqian. He wondered how she was doing now? He wondered why she was startled yesterday? He wondered...
"Mu Jingxuan!"
Mu Jingxuan's lips curved into a helpless smile. "Master, what is it?"
His master's expression turned serious, and he glared, "Would you please be serious?" This tsundere little look was like a little old man who couldn't get his candy.
"I know, Master, but is this experiment very important?" Mu Jingxuan felt that something was not simple.
His master's expression remained unchanged, and he continued with his work. "You know me, old man. I don't differentiate between time, place, or occasion when it comes to research."
This was something he knew best. As long as his master appeared, no matter what he was doing, day or night, his master would not rest until he came.
Therefore, having a powerful master was not an easy task.