Don't mess with her! This powerful young lady is loved by the bigwigs of Beijing's elite c

His mouth remained open until the very last moment, and he looked pitifully to Dean Zeng beside him for help.

Dean Zeng was in high spirits. He stood in front of Xie Jingbai and chuckled, “Chinese Kung Fu is unfathomable.”

Dr. Xie, how was it? Was my baby's acupressure stimulation?

Does it hurt or not?

Just you wait and see.

When he said this, Dean Zeng's eyes were full of meaning, as if he was telling Xie Jingbai that he "deserved it".

I told you to be quiet, but you won't listen.

She's the kind of person who'd rather take action than talk when it matters most.

The large group of doctors and experts behind them, who had originally wanted to follow Xie Jingbai to stop Song Beiyou, dared not make any rash moves and just stayed in the corner, helplessly staring in the direction of the operating table.

At this moment, the only sounds coming from the direction of the operating table were in the examination room.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd, who dared not utter a sound, saw their usually imposing Dean Zeng step forward and willingly act as the young woman's assistant.

One person takes the lead, while the other provides support.

He would occasionally wipe the sweat from the young woman's forehead, treating her with the same gentle care as if she were his own daughter.

It completely shocked their values!

Of course, that's not the point at all!

The key point is that this young woman, whom they initially looked down upon, actually possessed medical skills.

Not only do they know how, but they're exceptionally skilled at it.

The series of craniotomy procedures were performed flawlessly, without the slightest hesitation, from the incision and bullet removal to the unfolding and fixation of the skin and muscle flaps, and finally the observation and suturing...

Their techniques were so skillful that they didn't seem like those of a woman of that age.

No wonder she was so arrogant as to say she was 100% certain of success with the craniotomy.

It's no wonder that Zeng Yang, the president of the prestigious Imperial Capital Hospital, trusted her implicitly.

Xie Jingbai, who had been acupunctured, was stunned, unable to close his mouth, and saliva uncontrollably dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The moment when all the indicators on the monitor slowly showed that the vital signs were at a normal level.

A deep sense of admiration began to well up in my heart.

I go!

There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. He misunderstood this girl.

The girl has a halo above her head, like an angel!

Ah!

It's a heartwarming feeling.

After Song Beiyou finished treating the situation, he spoke with Dean Zeng about something and then left the operating table.

As she passed Xie Jingbai, she looked at him.

The drool dripping from Xie Jingbai's mouth made her twitch her lips in disgust.

After thinking for a moment, he took off his medical gloves, then raised his fingers and pressed hard twice on Xie Jingbai's body to release the acupoints.

After finishing, he walked out of the operating room without looking back.

Xie Jingbai's lower limbs went numb instantly, and he fell to the ground.

Once the situation calmed down, he jumped up from the ground without thinking and chased after her.

Song Beiyou didn't go very far; she was waiting for Dean Zeng to come out.

At that moment, she was standing not far from the medical waste recycling bin outside the operating room.

The moment Xie Jingbai came out, he saw her take off her hat and mask.

He was already somewhat attracted, and at this moment he was absolutely thrilled; his eyes lit up.

I clutched my heart.

Just then, his assistant came out, and he reached out to ask him for his phone.

Then, as quickly as possible, I snapped a picture of Song Beiyou, capturing her profile.

Song Beiyou sensed something was wrong, turned his head, and looked at Xie Jingbai with a warning in his eyes.

Xie Jingbai took off his mask like a thief and waved at her, "Hehe, little sister."

I'm sorry, I misunderstood you while I was inside.

Song Beiyou remained expressionless. "It's alright."

Just as the words left his lips, Xie Jingbai wanted to say something more, but Dean Zeng came out of the operating room and said, "Youyou."

With that, he took a few steps forward and led the person away.

Xie Jingbai didn't follow any further, standing there grinning foolishly, "Hehe, Youyou, what a nice name."

......

Dean Zeng led Song Beiyou downstairs.

At the vending machine, Dean Zeng bought her a bottle of hot milk and thoughtfully opened the lid, saying, "Here you go."

"Thanks." Song Beiyou took it and drank a sip.

Dean Zeng looked at her with obvious affection. "You know Xie Jingbai from earlier, right?"

Song Beiyou took another sip of milk. "I don't know him."

Dean Zeng said, "I thought you two knew each other."

"What do you mean?" Song Beiyou finished the rest of the milk and walked out.

Dean Zeng stayed by her side, saying, "I saw that Duan Yao specially put up a big poster to support you, thinking that you know his close friends to some extent."

That Xie Jingbai was Duan Yao's only friend in the capital.

"Oh?" Song Beiyou was puzzled.

She was unaware that Duan Yao had posted the big-character poster.

Seeing her looking bewildered, Dean Zeng said a few words and then left because he had other matters to attend to.

Song Beiyou got into the car with doubts, but instead of driving off immediately, he turned on his phone.

Upon closer inspection, there really was a big-character poster.

You are unique; you don't need to be understood by others!

Beneath the text, you can immediately tell it's her profile.

"this......"

A mutter escaped her throat, and she remained seated.

After a long while, the car finally started and headed home.

She said that Duan Yao was really a good person, but Jia Buxiu still refused to believe it.

Isn't that what it is?

He had only met her a few times, yet he trusted her unconditionally.

In comparison, the Song family is scum.

......

The moonlight was just as bright tonight as the black sports car disappeared into the main thoroughfare of Beijing, merging into the flow of traffic.

A bottle of hot milk wasn't enough to fill Song Beiyou's stomach. She was rushing home to cook herself a bowl of hot seafood porridge.

However, just as she was about to turn into the garage at the entrance of Jinxiu Mountain Villa residential area, a familiar figure appeared and recklessly blocked her car.

Song Beiyou reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes.

The front of the car was only a hair's breadth away from the person approaching.

The person who came was Su Jingxian. She was trembling all over and was terrified.

When Song Beiyou, who was inside the car, saw who it was, his aura plummeted, turning him as cold as ice.

She banged on the loudspeaker to drive Su Jingxian away.

However, Su Jingxian was determined not to leave.

He even lay sprawled on Song Beiyou's hood, completely disregarding his image.

Upon seeing this, Song Beiyou unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

As soon as Su Jingxian saw her get out of the car, she quickly got off the hood and ran to her side, "Bei You."

Song Beiyou showed no mercy, "Mrs. Song, leave immediately, or I will call the police."

Upon hearing this, Su Jingxian knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face, "Bei You, please come back to the Song family with me, okay? I'm kneeling down for you."

Please, please?

What an ironic scene. Song Beiyou felt no pity, but instead scoffed, "Did Song He'an and Old Madam Song order you to come?"

Su Jingxian shook her head frantically, "No, Mom, I asked for it myself."

"You are my own child, and your mother is always worried about you."

The more I listened, the more ironic it became.

Song Beiyou's lips curled into a mocking smile, "Don't you trust me?"

"Then stay at Jinxiu Manor and live with me. Don't go back to the Song family."

As soon as the words left her lips, Su Jingxian suddenly looked up, "Bei You?"

The answer was very clear from the look in his eyes when he looked up.

Song Beiyou turned to go back to the car, but Su Jingxian immediately grabbed her leg, "Beiyou."

Before Song Beiyou could respond, a figure walked over from the side and said, "Mrs. Song's eating manners are quite unseemly."