Royal Garden Villa.

In the spacious and bright office, sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the desk, reflecting a warm golden color.

Bai Chenxi looked focused, his eyes fixed on the detailed information Zhou Kai had investigated, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Data shows that Yuecheng Yunjia Group has always occupied a prominent position in the star-rated hotel field.

However, in recent years, the group's investment strategies have repeatedly failed, multiple projects have suffered heavy losses, and its capital chain is on the verge of breaking.

Business expansion failed to achieve expected returns, and coupled with increasingly fierce market competition, the group's financial situation gradually deteriorated and fell into a deep crisis.

At this time, the Tang family took the opportunity to take action and asked Yun Yishu to marry the second young master of the Tang family, Tang Yicheng, in exchange for an investment of 500 million yuan.

Tang Yicheng is a notorious playboy with a terrible reputation.

Yun Yishu resolutely refused to marry into the Tang family and tried to escape many times, heading to Jing City to look for Gu Jingyu.

The last time Bai Chenxi encountered her by chance in Yuecheng, she was surrounded by several bodyguards, who were sent by the Tang family.

This time, Yun Yishu threatened to commit suicide, and finally her parents, who loved their daughter very much, reluctantly agreed to let her come to Beijing for a month.

But the condition is that she must return and marry into the Tang family after one month.

Bai Chenxi looked at the green plants beside the desk and murmured to himself:

"This couple is so in love, how can I not help them?"

So, she took the initiative to contact Yun Yishu and asked her to meet to discuss countermeasures.

In the cozy cafe where they had agreed to meet, Bai Chenxi sat by the window, and the breeze outside the window gently blew the white gauze curtains.

She looked at her watch from time to time, then looked at the door, waiting and waiting, but there was no sign of Yun Yishu.

At this time, Yun Yishu was accompanying Gu Jingyu to Jing City Hospital.

The hospital corridors were bustling with people coming and going.

Ever since the dinner that day, Gu Jingyu's headache, which had not occurred for a long time, came back.

Despite taking special medicine several times in a row, the condition did not improve at all.

Yun Yishu was extremely anxious and finally couldn't hold back anymore. She forcefully dragged Gu Jingyu to the hospital.

After various examinations, Yun Yishu looked anxious and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, how is his condition?"

The doctor looked serious, staring at the brain CT scan, and shook his head slowly:

"His head was hit hard before, and there is blood clot inside. Normally, a small amount of blood clot will be absorbed automatically, but his case is different. There is a serious blockage. The blood clot is located in the functional area of ​​the brain, and there are signs of cranial nerve compression. A craniotomy is required."

After hearing this, Yun Yishu's face turned pale as paper, and her lips trembled:

"Craniotomy, this... is there any risk?"

The doctor took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Any surgery has risks. Mr. Gu's condition is extremely critical and can't be delayed any further. He must undergo surgery as soon as possible."

Yun Yishu's body swayed and she almost lost her balance.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm herself down, but her voice still trembled:

"Doctor, please tell me, what is the chance of success of this operation?"

The doctor frowned slightly and stared at Yun Yishu deeply, as if looking for the most appropriate words to answer this question:

"It is difficult to say exactly what the success rate is, as it depends on many factors, including the patient's physical condition, the specific circumstances during the operation, etc. But please believe that all our medical staff will do their best."

Yun Yishu bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

There was a firm light in her eyes, but also a hint of unspeakable fear:

"Jingyu, let's...let's go for surgery."

Gu Jingyu said weakly at this time: "Yishu, don't worry, I will be fine."

Yun Yishu held his hand tightly, tears welling up in her eyes but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"You will get better, I will always be by your side."

In the following time, Yun Yishu was busy handling various hospitalization procedures and also called Gu Jingyu's family.

After she finished all this, she realized that her agreement with Bai Chenxi had been forgotten.

She hurriedly opened her phone and saw the message from Bai Chenxi, her heart filled with apology.

"Xiao Xi, I'm really sorry. Something urgent happened today and I can't come."

Her fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, sending a message of explanation:

"Let's make an appointment after I finish this busy period."

Bai Chenxi sat in the cafe, his heart full of worries.

She was afraid that Yun Yishu would be taken back to Yuecheng again.

At this moment, the phone screen lit up, showing a message from Yun Yishu.

She took a quick glance and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief and didn't think about it anymore.

She put down her phone, then picked up the coffee cup next to her, and took a sip of the fragrant coffee with gentle and graceful movements.

After that brief pause, she straightened her clothes and walked towards the Vanya luxury store without hesitation.

In two days, she and He Yufei will go to Country M to participate in an international women's wear designer competition which plays an important role in the fashion industry.

He Yufei has worked hard for this competition.

She began to conceive months in advance, working day and night in the studio and drawing countless sketches.

After repeated revisions and improvements, we finally carefully designed two entries for the competition.

One piece is based on a retro theme and is made of precious silk fabrics embroidered with exquisite hand-made patterns, exuding an elegant and mysterious temperament.

The other one focuses on modern simplicity, using innovative cutting techniques and high-tech fabrics to perfectly combine fashion and practicality, with a futuristic feel.

"What do you think of these two entries?"

He Yufei asked, and then turned her eyes to Bai Chenxi and Shen Erlan beside her, full of anticipation.

Shen Erlan smiled, her eyes full of admiration:

"Need I say more? Anything produced by Xiao Fei must be top quality. Who in the world can compare with it?"

Bai Chenxi took over the conversation and commented seriously:

"The creative design is perfect, the workmanship and cutting are perfect, and the color matching is also perfect. The rest depends on how the model wears it."

Bai Chenxi's words were full of high praise for He Yufei's design.

Back then, she was impressed by He Yufei's design talent and tried her best to invite her to co-found the Vanya luxury store.

One person contributes capital, one person contributes labor, and the shares are divided in half.

He Yufei smiled slightly when she heard the two people's praise:

"Stop flattering me. There are so many experts in this competition. I can't afford to be careless."

Bai Chenxi patted her shoulder gently, her red lips slightly curled:

"Don't worry, with your ability, you are the champion. Our efforts over the years have not been in vain."

Shen Erlan also nodded repeatedly: "That's right, you've worked so hard for so long, it's time to relax. I've already booked a KTV room, let's go now and sing to our heart's content!"

Bai Chenxi laughed and teased: "You are a typical rich girl, who only thinks about eating, drinking and having fun all day long."

Not to be outdone, Shen Erlan hit back: "You missed one thing. I also like shopping."

The relaxed and harmonious atmosphere infected the usually indifferent He Yufei, and she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"I'm really curious, how did you choose to be a Chinese medicine orthopedic surgeon?"

Shen Erlan blinked her fox-like eyes and replied:

"Who says a rich girl can't be an orthopedic surgeon? For me, this is not only a profession, but also my lifelong belief and pursuit."

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