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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThe results of the examination were released relatively quickly. Right as the pain Qiao Lian was feeling had sapped all of her strength, the nurse held the laboratory sheet and said, “You are not pregnant”.

nShe breathed a sigh of relief.

nThen she heard the nurse say, “You have a serious case of appendicitis and must undergo surgery immediately.”

nShe froze slightly.

nThe nurse immediately said, “Excuse me, but where are your next of kin? We need someone to sign the relevant papers before we can begin the surgery.”

nQiao Lian frowned.

nNext of kin…

nHow could she have any next of kin!

nShe bit her lip and said, “Can I sign them?”

nThe nurse shook her head and said, “No.”

nQiao Lian straightened her body and suppressed the pain that she was feeling. “Then, can I choose to not undergo the surgery?”

n“Given your condition, it is best for you to immediately undergo surgery.”

nQiao Lian had no other options left. She could only say, “Then please let me use your cell phone for a while.”

nShe held the other party’s cell phone and dialed a phone number.

nDuring her time in this world, there was only one person who had the authority to sign his name on the papers for her surgical operation. She dialed that person’s number.

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nShen Liangchuan was attending an important wine reception in Shanghai. Many directors, famous screenwriters and investors were in attendance. Even a person like him, who typically did not engage in social activities in the past, was at this moment holding a glass of red wine, and milling about in the crowd.

nWhen his cell phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it. When he realized that it was a foreign number, he ignored the call and did not pick it up.

nHowever, this number kept calling incessantly.

nOnly then did he frown and walk to a corner of the room. After picking up the call, he heard an unfamiliar female voice emanating from the other side. “Excuse me, are you one of Qiao Lian’s family members?”

nShen Liangchuan froze and said, “And you are?”

n“Hello, I am calling from Beijing’s Number Two Hospital. Here’s the situation…”

nAfter hearing the nurse’s words, Shen Liangchuan’s eyebrows twisted into the shape of the Mandarin character ‘Chuan’.

nHe hung up the phone and instantly went to find Song Cheng. “Book the next flight to Beijing for me, I’m going back.”

nA stunned Song Cheng said, “Brother Shen, you-”

nShen Liangchuan’s voice immediately became louder. “Now, immediately, without delay!”

nSong Cheng had never seen this worried and frustrated side of him before.

nSomething big must have happened in Beijing. Otherwise, based on Brother Shen’s personality, he would have not made a fuss in such a place.

nConsequently, Song Cheng immediately said without delay, “Yes.”

nThe plane flew across the sky.

nWhen Shen Liangchuan reached the hospital, six hours had already passed.

nThe surgery had already been completed. He had found someone to make an exception for him, wherein the surgery could begin before he had even signed the papers.

nHe was wearing sunglasses and a gauze mask. While he stood at the entrance of the hospital ward, Qiao Lian remained in a deep state of slumber.

nOnly then did he lightly push open the door to the room and quietly walk in to stand beside her bed.

nThe petite body of a woman was lying on the hospital bed, her face as pale as paper. Her face was so transparent that it seemed as though it was about to coalesce with the surrounding air.

nEven while dreaming, she still frowned and was subconsciously hugging her shoulders in a defensive posture.

nWho was she defending herself against?

nShen Liangchuan clenched his fists and thought about how he had lost control that night.

nSuddenly, his face showed an expression of regret and remorse.

nHe thought about the words that she had said to him eight years ago.

n“I’m most afraid of pain. Even a few drops of blood on my finger can make me cry for ages! So if we argue, you can only try to reason with me. No fighting!”

nThe tone of that delicate lady was both rude and overbearing.

nBut how much pain was she in now?

nHe suddenly touched her face and the ward reverberated with his low voice. With a voice full of bitterness and resentment, he said, “Xiao Qiao, how could you have forgotten me?”

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