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

He added, "It's up to him."

She wasn't making things up; Duan Yao's physical condition was good. Although his current indicators were still relatively weak, they weren't bad at all.

As for when she will wake up, she's not a celestial being, so it's hard to say.

However, judging from today's celestial phenomena and the star compass, it will probably take some time.

It's not a bad thing. Changes in bodily functions require a recovery process, so let's just consider it as him taking good care of himself.

The four nodded.

Although I was saddened, I accepted it.

Seeing their silence, Song Beiyou's gaze fell on Yan Li. "You are his special assistant. He won't be able to go back to work for a while. You must handle the internal and external troubles well."

She had heard about the Duan Group; those who coveted it came not only from the Duan family's collateral branches, but also from powerful competitors outside.

Yan Li nodded emphatically, "Okay, Miss Song, rest assured, I will do my best."

Song Beiyou remained leaning against the wall. "You can contact me if you need anything."

After saying this, she realized that she had never been so nosy.

Yan Li was deeply moved. "Thank you, Miss Song. I will."

After saying this, Yan Li, having ensured that Duan Yao's surgery had been successfully completed, turned and left to deal with the work issues of the Duan Group.

Song Beiyou also had to leave.

At this moment, she felt physically and mentally exhausted and needed to go home, take a good bath, and rest.

I also thought I should take this time away from the hospital to clear my head.

Thinking of this, she looked at Yan Jun and Yan Dong, "I'm leaving this place to you. If you need anything, find Dr. Xie or Dean Zeng."

I'll come back later.

Severe winter is clearly understood.

In the dead of winter, she said, "Okay, Miss Song, you should go back and get some rest."

Song Beiyou strode away, saying, "Hmm."

Duan Yu called out from behind her, "Should I have the driver take you?"

Song Beiyou waved his hand to indicate that he did not need it.

As she walked to the end of the corridor, she called Jia Buxiu and asked him to come pick her up.

Soon, she disappeared at the end of the corridor, disappeared from the Imperial Capital Hospital.

A while after they left, another figure appeared.

It's Lou Yue.

She knew some high-ranking officials at the Imperial Capital Hospital who were in charge of the patient admission privacy system.

When he saw Duan Yao's name, he thought for a moment and casually mentioned it to his friend Lou Yue, thinking that it wasn't a big deal for Lou Yue, as the adopted daughter of the Duan family, to know about this.

Of course, there was also an element of wanting to curry favor with Lou Yue.

That's why Lou Yue appeared here at this time.

She was unaware that Song Beiyou had come to perform surgery on Duan Yao.

He believed that she, like himself, had come to see Duan Yao after learning of his accident.

She was standing at the end of the corridor, looking towards the emergency room at the other end.

You can clearly see a hospital bed being wheeled out of the emergency room, with Xie Jingbai in a white coat sitting beside it.

In addition, Yan Dong, Yan Duanyu, and Dean Zeng from the Imperial Capital Hospital were also present.

Everyone was busy.

It seems that Duan Yao is about to be moved to a ward for rest and observation after the surgery.

Lou Yue stood there for a moment, thought about it, and then turned and left instead of following him.

......

As evening approached, the sky grew dark.

The streetlights at the entrance of the Imperial Capital Hospital all lit up at once, casting long shadows on passersby.

Jia Buxiu's flashy green sports car roared up from across the street.

Seeing this, Song Beiyou wrapped his coat tighter around himself and walked across the street, bracing himself against the increasingly chilly wind as darkness fell.

He opened the car door and climbed into Jia Buxiu's sports car.

I quickly fastened my seatbelt, huddled up, and looked out the window.

The series of actions were swift and decisive, conveying a sense of world-weary rebellion, as well as an extreme sense of loneliness and indifference.

Jia Buxiu, sitting in the driver's seat, was speechless.

This?

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Who's sick? Or did Old Zeng just ask you to come and help?"

After the sound faded, the carriage remained quiet for a while.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jia Buxiu started the car, and the sports car roared, breaking the tranquility at the entrance of the Imperial Capital Hospital.

The car stopped at the traffic light ahead.

With the engine's hum gone, Song Beiyou's voice suddenly rang out, "It's Duan Yao. I just went over and performed surgery on him."

"Ah!" Jia Buxiu exclaimed in surprise, his heart leaping. "Third Master Duan?"

Then she asked, "Is things not going well? You seem quite downcast."

Song Beiyou was still looking out the window. "The injuries were quite serious, but he's been rescued. We'll see when he wakes up."

"Ah!" Jia Buxiu exclaimed again, "Wouldn't it be better if he was saved? Why do you seem so unhappy? What happened?"

Song Beiyou thought for a moment, staring at the busy main road outside the car window, and finally turned around the moment the green light came on.

Jia Buxiu was startled by her, "Ancestor!"

"Ancestor" Song Beiyou's expression was more serious than ever before as he spoke to Jia Buxiu, word by word, "When I saw Duan Yao lying in the hospital bed, I was actually very sad and afraid that he would die."

I'm also very worried that I won't be able to cure him.

Today's surgery made Xie Jingbai and Dean Zeng appear as calm as ever, but no one knew that I was actually trembling inside.

I was faking it; I forced myself to hold on.

I'm afraid that if I don't perform the surgery well, I'll harm Duan Yao.

I'm afraid Duan Yao will die at my hands.

I'm afraid he'll disappear from this world.

Upon hearing this, Jia Buxiu's eyes widened. Ignoring the traffic behind him, he activated his turn signal, darted into the side traffic, and came to a steady stop by the side of the road.

Countless drivers honked their horns at him, but he ignored them and forcibly changed lanes.

I could only silently apologize in my heart.

He finally understood why Song Beiyou was so sullen.

It seems she wasn't even aware of her own problem.

Song Beiyou was taken aback by Jia Buxiu's sudden change of direction, looking at him with eyes full of questions, "You..."

After pulling over, Jia Buxiu turned on his hazard lights, turned to face Song Beiyou, and asked, "Miss Song Beiyou, do you want to hear the truth?"

Song Beiyou's gaze was unwavering. "You speak."

Jia Buxiu gave a cold laugh, then raised his hands and clapped at Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou was stunned by his actions, and even raised his hand to chop. "If you're going to talk, then hurry up!"

Jia Buxiu risked his life to speak up, "Congratulations, my dear Miss Song Beiyou, you've truly fallen for Third Master Duan Yao."

Don't speak.

I won't accept any arguments! I won't listen, I won't listen, you just like it!