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Chapter 9 of 100

Chapter 9

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After leaving the villa area, Ye Fei went to the bus stop.

Lin Qiuling's actions had chilled his heart, but his innocence was no longer important. He just wanted to reclaim the two million debt so he could get away from the Tang family.

However, he did not head straight for the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce but waited for the bus to the hospital.

He couldn't put Xixi out of his mind.

"Screech—" Ye Fei had waited less than five minutes when a red BMW pulled up beside him.

The window rolled down, revealing Tang Ruoxue's cold, beautiful face: "Where are you going?"

Ye Fei replied calmly: "To the hospital."

Tang Ruoxue exhaled deeply: "Get in, I'll give you a ride."

"No need, we're not going the same way."

Ye Fei refused without hesitation: "You should go to work."

He knew Tang Ruoxue had learned the truth; otherwise, she wouldn't have offered him a ride. But without an apology, how could he lower himself?

This year's experiences had made him realize that baseless humility and compromise only made everyone look down on him.

Tang Ruoxue's lips twitched, then she tried to remain calm: "I have plenty of time today, I can take you to the hospital."

She asked, "You're going to see Xixi, right?"

"Exactly."

Ye Fei replied: "Her condition is unstable, and she hasn't gotten through the critical period. I want to see if I can help."

Of course, he also wanted to thank Song Hongyan for the ginseng fruit.

After eating the ginseng fruit, Ye Fei felt a significant boost in his energy and vitality, saving him at least three to five years of hard work.

You can't even read medical books, how can you help?

Tang Ruoxue shook her head dismissively but still said coldly: "Get in, let's go together."

Ye Fei didn't speak, just stared at Tang Ruoxue. If she said sorry, he would compromise.

Tang Ruoxue sternly demanded: "Are you done yet?

A grown man, is it meaningful to be so petty?"

Ye Fei still didn't speak.

"Get in or not, do you think you're someone special?"

Seeing Ye Fei remain silent, Tang Ruoxue felt a bit annoyed. She had been so gentle, what more did Ye Fei want?

She casually threw a paper bag at Ye Fei and then drove away.

"Snap—" Ye Fei caught the paper bag, opened it, and found a bag of milk and a basket of char siu buns.

He felt a moment of nostalgia, as if he had returned to the days when he roamed the streets... "Beep—" At 9 a.m., Ye Fei arrived at Zhonghai Hospital.

He bought a box of silver needles at the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, then went to the fourth-floor ward after asking around.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he saw Tang Ruoxue carrying a bag of fruit.

She walked past Ye Fei without acknowledging him.

Ye Fei knew she had a bad temper and ignored her, heading straight to Xixi's ward. He saw Song Hongyan sitting on a bench, lost in thought.

Her face was desolate, and she seemed to have lost several pounds overnight.

Though she looked haggard, it didn't diminish her beauty. Her sad eyes gave her a tragic charm.

Surrounded by a dozen well-dressed men and women, no one spoke.

The atmosphere was heavy.

Seeing this, Tang Ruoxue instinctively stopped, thinking about how to comfort Song Hongyan.

"Miss Song."

Ye Fei walked over: "How is Xixi?"

Song Hongyan was slightly stunned, then looked up and became excited upon seeing Ye Fei: "Benefactor, benefactor, you're here?"

The billionaire businesswoman had no airs at all.

"You can just call me Ye Fei."

Ye Fei placed a hand on her shoulder: "The title 'benefactor' is too heavy for me to bear."

"You saved Xixi, so you are my benefactor."

Song Hongyan's eyes were resolute: "If you need anything from me in the future, just ask."

"I'm sorry for slapping you yesterday."

The next second, she raised her hand to slap herself.

Decisively.

Ye Fei quickly grabbed her wrist: "Miss Song, I don't blame you, I understand you."

"You can repay me after Xixi wakes up."

Holding her wrist, which was as soft as silk, Ye Fei momentarily forgot to let go.

"Brother Ye, you are a good person."

Song Hongyan didn't pull away, letting Ye Fei hold her wrist: "I will remember you for the rest of my life."

Seeing Ye Fei holding Song Hongyan's hand and being so gentle, Tang Ruoxue, who had just walked up, smiled faintly and coughed lightly.

Ye Fei reacted and quickly let go.

Song Hongyan looked up at Tang Ruoxue and smiled warmly: "Miss Tang, thank you for organizing everyone to help yesterday."

Tang Ruoxue replied softly: "Miss Song, you're too kind."

"Miss Song, how is Xixi?"

Ye Fei asked with a smile: "Has she gotten through the critical period?"

"Not at all."

Song Hongyan's eyes darkened: "Her injuries are too severe. She was resuscitated several times yesterday, but she hasn't gotten through the critical period yet."

"Even Old Sun can't turn the tide."

She bit her lip, deeply distressed, and pitiful to look at.

Ye Fei comforted her softly: "Don't worry, Xixi will be fine. She has a good fate."

Song Hongyan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Ye, since you saved Xixi yesterday, your medical skills must be exceptional. Can you help me take a look?"

She was at her wit's end.

"Sorry, Miss Song, Ye Fei doesn't know any medical skills. Yesterday was just a stroke of luck."

Tang Ruoxue had to be honest, though she also hoped Ye Fei could save the little girl, it was impossible.

"Miss Song, she's right. I'm not a doctor."

Ye Fei admitted: "I've never treated anyone before."

Hearing this, Song Hongyan was stunned, then her eyes filled with pain, and her beautiful face suddenly looked tragic.

Although Xixi was adopted, she had been raised for seven years and was like a real daughter to her. If she lost Xixi, Song Hongyan wouldn't want to live either.

"Miss Song, although I haven't studied medicine, I've read a lot of medical books."

Ye Fei changed the subject: "If you trust me, I'm willing to try."

"Of course, of course."

Song Hongyan's eyes lit up again. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable trust in Ye Fei.

"Brother Ye, come with me."

Song Hongyan decisively pulled Ye Fei toward the ward.

"Ye Fei!"

Tang Ruoxue stared at Ye Fei and shouted anxiously: "Don't be reckless, you'll kill someone."

Ye Fei smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I can definitely save Xixi."

Tang Ruoxue stomped her foot in anger: "How can I not worry?

Being reckless will cause trouble!"

Luck won't always be on Ye Fei's side.

"Are you angry with me?

Upset that I won't say sorry to you?"

Tang Ruoxue suddenly remembered something: "Fine, I'll say sorry. This morning, I was rash and shouldn't have been misled by my mother to accuse you."

"If it makes you feel better, you can hit me back anytime."

She thought Ye Fei was trying to defy her by treating Xixi.

Ye Fei replied calmly: "You've never trusted me..."

"Help! The patient has stopped breathing, quickly..."

At that moment, the ICU alarm went off, and a dozen doctors rushed in.

In addition to the hospital's experts, many were Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners invited by Song Hongyan.

At the front was a white-haired old man in his sixties, energetic and well-dressed.

The divine doctor of Zhonghai, Sun Shengshou.

He was the founder of Zhonghai Huichun Hall and had a prominent reputation in the TCM community. With over forty years of medical practice, he had treated thousands of patients and received numerous honors.

He had dedicated half his life to TCM and was highly respected in Zhonghai.

When the patient was in critical condition, he rushed in first.

Song Hongyan and Ye Fei followed.

Xixi had stopped breathing, and the alarms from various machines made everyone's hearts race.

The attending doctor was tense, administering adrenaline and using a defibrillator to resuscitate her.

However, Xixi's condition was dire, and she showed no response.

"Xixi!"

Song Hongyan was almost in tears.

As the ECG line flattened, the attending doctor and others looked grim.

"I'll try!"

At that moment, Sun Shengshou asked the other doctors to step back. He pinched six silver needles and inserted them into Xixi's body.

The Six Needles of Revival.

He was trying to gather the last bit of life force in Xixi.

He had brought her back to life twice, last night and this morning.

Unfortunately, Xixi showed no response this time.

"Ah—"

Sun Shengshou inserted the six needles again, but Xixi still didn't move.

The old man sighed.

He gave up! It was beyond his power! Seeing Sun Shengshou shake his head, the entire room was filled with sorrow, and Song Hongyan's face turned pale.

Ye Fei looked through the crowd and saw Xixi's ethereal figure appear.

Without hesitation, he rushed into the ward and slapped Xixi's forehead: "Let me try!"