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A white horse with red tassels, a new and colorful sight; those who are not relatives are forced to be relatives.

The Song family is currently indulging in a pipe dream.

Of course, it's not just them.

Duan Yuan also sent a message to Qin Shuhao before get out of class ended at Imperial University, so that the moment the bell rang and Song Beiyou left the classroom with her things, he immediately followed.

Song Beiyou left in such a hurry because he had something to do.

Zeng Yang, the director of the Imperial Capital Hospital, called her, saying that he had a very difficult patient and needed her help.

Zeng Yang treated her very well and was her mentor in medicine.

She would never refuse if needed.

Just as he stepped out of the teaching building, Qin Shuhao suddenly rushed up from behind and blocked his way, "Song Beiyou!"

Song Beiyou's face was already expressionless, but when he saw the person who came, it immediately turned cold. "Get out of the way."

Qin Shuhao, with a strange train of thought, said, "Song Beiyou, why did you only reveal your education and background after the engagement was dissolved?"

Are you trying to make me regret this? Are you playing hard to get?

Song Beiyou, “…”

Half of the people living in the Qingshui River are mentally sound, and the other half are mentally unstable.

For players like Qin Shuhao, Qingshuihe would usually advise them to quit.

Because he has gone beyond the abnormal, and his illness has reached its terminal stage.

Song Beiyou didn't waste any more words with him, "Get lost!"

The attitude was bad, and the tone was cold.

Qin Shuhao, however, had no self-awareness whatsoever. "Song Beiyou, if you still want that marriage agreement, I can help you fight for it."

Song Beiyou was utterly speechless.

In just a second, without saying a word, she stepped forward and slapped Qin Shuhao twice.

She has practiced martial arts for many years, so you can imagine how strong she is.

A bright red finger mark appeared on Qin Shuhao's face, making his face turn red and then pale.

Moreover, there were other students passing by.

He suppressed his anger, gritting his teeth, "Song! Bei! You!"

Song Beiyou must have enjoyed those two slaps, because he said some really nice things, "I wish you and Song Nanwan a long and happy life together, and that you have a baby soon."

The sound faded, and without pausing, she walked straight toward the car.

Qin Shuhao remained where he was, while several classmates around him pointed and whispered among themselves.

He lost all face and hurriedly ran towards the dormitory.

Song Beiyou got into the car, and the car sped away.

But I was still disgusted by what Qin Shuhao had just said.

I'm not the kind of person who just lets things go.

So, while driving, he called Jia Buxiu.

Jia Buxiu answered immediately, "Hey, what's up?"

Song Beiyou gripped the steering wheel, his gaze cold and devoid of any emotion. "Qin Shuhao and Song Nanwan, find a way to lock them both up."

Upon hearing this, Jia Buxiu's blood boiled. "Let's get this going!"

"I'm good at this, leave it to me."

...

Imperial Hospital.

The hospital's most urgent special intensive care unit is home to the top neurosurgeons in the entire capital city.

The red surgical light above the entrance to the medical area remained on for a full four hours.

Doctors in white coats went in and out of the door, looking nervous.

Lying on the operating table was a very important figure in Beijing.

He had a bullet lodged in the back of his head, making the surgery extremely difficult; a slight mishap could damage his central nervous system.

The entire medical team was operating with extreme caution, and the hospital even specially mobilized top experts from across China.

Unfortunately, none of the surgical options were ultimately deemed feasible.

Xie Jingbai anxiously asked his assistant, "Has the doctor that Dr. Zeng found arrived yet?"

Assistant: "No!"

Xie Jingbai said, "I really have to thank his grandma. If she keeps urging me on, I might have to have brain surgery."

Xie Jingbai was just saying that casually.

How could such an important person undergo brain surgery? The risks are much greater, and he might end up in a vegetative state.

The assistant understood, "I'll go and urge them right away."

Outside the medical area.

Zeng Yang, the director of the Imperial Capital Hospital, with his shiny bald head, helped Song Beiyou out of the car.

"Youyou, over here."

Song Beiyou followed closely beside Zeng Yang, taking long strides. "What's the situation right now?"

Zeng Yang kept it brief...

"That's roughly it. The other person's identity is quite sensitive, so the surgery had to be performed with extreme caution."

In particular, craniotomy is probably not feasible.

"We're afraid that if we get blamed by our superiors later, our entire hospital won't be able to bear the responsibility."

Song Beiyou said calmly, "I understand."

Let's take a look first.

Zeng Yang: "Okay."

After agreeing, he pulled Song Beiyou aside for a long chat about everyday things, asking her how she was doing and if she had missed him.

Dr. Zeng reluctantly stopped speaking only at the door of the consultation room.

He pushed open the door and led Song Beiyou behind the first door to change into a sterile suit and put on a mask.

Then, they continued leading them inside.

When the third door was opened, what came into view was a pristine white operating table with a patient lying on it.

In addition, there were several doctors and experts in white coats surrounding the operating table.

They are discussing the surgical plan in a tense atmosphere.

The door opened quite loudly, and all the doctors and experts present turned around.

Especially Xie Jingbai, who was in a complete mess.

However, he was originally full of expectations because Dean Zeng told him that he would find an awesome doctor.

Unexpectedly, it was a young woman.

He immediately started criticizing, "Old Zeng, are you kidding me?"

Where is the doctor?

Don't think I don't know she's a young woman just because she's wearing a mask!

Dean Zeng nodded with considerable pride, "Yes!"

Now, it wasn't just Xie Jingbai who was disgusted; other doctors and experts also cast disdainful glances at him.

Ignoring everything else, Song Beiyou walked straight to the operating table.

Xie Jingbai raised his finger and pointed at her, "Hey, hey, girl, girl."

What are you doing?

They didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear that Song Beiyou might accidentally do something drastic and kill the important person on the operating table.

The other doctors and experts, too, dared not raise their voices and used gestures to stop Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou was already immersed in his own world.

A pair of sharp eyes observed the patient's head.

After observing him carefully for half a minute, she looked up and said, "He only has half an hour left. Let's do the craniotomy."

"What!?"

Xie Jingbai was the key doctor in this surgery, and he was the first to get excited when Song Beiyou said that.

Craniotomy?

Don’t you want to live?

Although he had his best friend Duan Yao protecting him, he didn't dare to make a move against someone with such a special status.

If something really happens, Duan Yaodu

"Old Zeng, why don't you do anything about it?"

Zeng Yang not only ignored it, but also asked Song Beiyou, "Are you sure? What are the chances?"

Song Beiyou: "Perfect."

As he spoke, he nimbly picked up the scalpel from the medical table.

Xie Jingbai's temper flared the moment Song Beiyou drew the knife, and he stepped forward to stop her, shouting, "No, no!"

Old Zeng, are you crazy?

Old Zeng, hurry up and make her stop. Let's discuss this further.

Old Zeng! Old Zeng!

The more he talked, the louder he became, making an unbearable racket.

Zeng Yang meant well, "I advise you to be quiet, otherwise I won't be able to protect you later."

Xie Jingbai couldn't understand and tried to continue trying to stop him with words.

Just then, two small, pebble-like objects flew from the direction of the operating table.

One bullet hit his knee, and another hit him below his Adam's apple.

Instantly, Xie Jingbai was not only unable to move, but also unable to make a sound.