The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Chapter 883 - 880: The Dagger Revealed (Part 4)

She turned page by page. Truly, studying economics, the Wan Family is actually the best ready-made research archive, and Wan Donglin, who is himself a graduate of South Country University, is a living textbook.

The words of Liu Daqing still echoed in her ears: "Xixi, you must support the Wan Family in the future."

She slowly closed the book: If not like this, how can she live up to these two years at South Country University?!! And how can she live up to Empress Dowager Liu’s painstaking efforts???

The door of the ICU finally opened.

Liu Daqing rushed over as all the doctors wore solemn expressions.

"How is Donglin?"

The attending doctor said in a serious tone: "Mr. Wan is currently not in life-threatening condition, but he has a brain injury, and we dare not operate for now..."

Liu Daqing remained calm: "What conditions are needed to perform the surgery?"

"As far as I know, there is currently only one person in the country who can perform this surgery."

"Who?"

"A female doctor with the surname Fang. However, we simply can’t reach her."

A female doctor surnamed Fang?

Liu Daqing immediately understood who that was. She was the first woman in Quanjinzhou to receive a medical award from the Royal Society and the youngest ever winner globally.

No doubt, what she commands is not her fees, but her status. For ordinary people, it’s not just about inviting her for surgery; they can’t even get to see her. Furthermore, she usually works in her husband’s research institute, and doesn’t serve any hospital.

Liu Daqing took a few steps: "I will try to contact her."

"Only Madam, you can handle this. We really can’t move Dr. Fang."

In the ward, it became completely quiet.

At this moment, the blood stains on Wan Donglin had long been cleaned. He had only been conscious for a very short time and then fell back asleep. Liu Daqing sat by his side for a while, still uneasy, and reached out to feel his breath at his nostrils. Fortunately, although it was weak, it was consistently warm.

She let out a slight sigh of relief.

Wang Yi was at the door, not daring to disturb her.

It wasn’t until the phone rang again that she had to hand over the phone, whispering, "Madam, it’s a call from Old Zhang..."

Liu Daqing took the phone and walked out.

Old Zhang was very concerned: "I heard Donglin got injured, Daqing, don’t worry..."

Liu Daqing replied flatly: "Thank you for your concern."

"Has Donglin regained consciousness?"

"He woke up once, and is expected to have another surgery."

"Daqing, if there’s anything you need, feel free to ask..."

Liu Daqing looked around casually, the heavily guarded special ward was not exactly impenetrable, yet no one else should think of making a move.

"Fortune favours the good, Daqing, don’t worry. I’ve already sent people to contact several brain specialists, and we can schedule a consultation tomorrow..."

Liu Daqing thanked him and hung up the phone.

Only then did she realize why her son had gambled everything to cooperate with Old Zhang back then.

Hesitating in decisions only brings trouble, and young people are indeed formidable; his vision was more precise than hers.

At that moment, Zhang Xiang came hurriedly with another person.

She looked up and saw Lin Zhiyun.

Lin Zhiyun bowed slightly: "Madam, it was Miss Yan who sent me back..."

Liu Daqing smiled wryly, indeed, she couldn’t keep it from her.

"Miss Yan said she would take good care of herself and asked Madam not to worry. Madam, is there anything I can do?"

Liu Daqing was indeed in need of people, so she did not hesitate, only instructed: "If Miss Yan asks, don’t tell her the real situation."