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Chapter 238 We can't let Xiao Yao go to him (Bai Mu)
"They require a 20% deposit before they agree to sign and stamp the documents. The remaining balance will be paid before proceeding with the property transfer." He looked at Shen Zhaoyi, "Do you need some time to process your funds?"

"No need, it'll be done in the next couple of days. I'll let you know when it's done."

Shen Zhaoyi never had any concerns in this regard.

Cheng Yubai was not surprised by this.

The last project involved an investment of several hundred million, which was delivered quickly and efficiently. This time, it's just a simple site purchase, so it's no problem at all.

What he cared about was whether Shen Zhaoyi's little savings were in danger of running out.

However, there is clearly no time to find the answer to this question right now.

They had chatted for quite a while and things had gone smoothly, so it was only natural that Shen Zhaoyi told him to leave.

Standing next to his car, Cheng Yubai's face was full of feigned grievance: "You really are heartless. You do this every time, using me and then discarding me."

"If I were truly ruthless, you wouldn't even be able to get into the community gate today," Shen Zhaoyi said, arms crossed, a half-smile on her face.

These words made the man realize something very quickly.

He pointed to his car and asked, "You knew all along?"

"I'm not without a mouth, and I won't pretend to be stupid forever."

Shen Zhaoyi rolled her eyes at him.

Time and again, thinking that it would be as convenient for this person to come to the door as to come home, he casually asked Zhou Yi if the security in this community was a bit lax.

Finally, we revisited the blunder of recording the license plate that night.

Cheng Yubai observed her expression and, seeing that she was not resistant, quickly felt relieved.

Look, step by step, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, he has successfully infiltrated her life.
It's only a matter of time before they are accepted.

After everyone left, Shen Zhaoyi took her phone upstairs and instructed the system to handle the matter of transferring money in batches.

[Host, don't forget your island!]

Seeing that no one was around, the little ball boldly popped out to give a warning.

"Okay, okay, don't rush me." Shen Zhaoyi impatiently dismissed it.

Grandma Mumu is being transferred to another hospital tomorrow. I estimate that the surgery will be scheduled after all the examinations are completed.

I'm going to Hong Kong City again the day after tomorrow.

With so many things to do, the island isn't going anywhere.

Let's put it aside for now, what's the rush!
After confirming the deposit transfer through the system, Shen Zhaoyi notified Cheng Yubai and then went to take a nap.

When he woke up, the contract had already been signed.

By this time, the person had returned to the laboratory.

When Director Zhao learned that the relocation was a done deal, he was overjoyed and sent her a bunch of compliments.

Knowing that Shen Zhaoyi cared deeply about the meningioma patient, he added as a final assurance: "Miss Shen, please rest assured. I'll personally oversee the transfer tomorrow and make sure everything is arranged perfectly."

"Then I'll have to trouble Director Zhao."

No trouble at all, it's nothing!

Director Zhao wasn't putting on airs at all; he believed that accepting favors was obligatory, especially since the amount given was far too much.

He can't sleep soundly at night if he doesn't do something.

The next day, when the patient was transferred to another hospital, Director Zhao, just as he had said, went to the hospital early in the morning to oversee the process.

If Shen Zhaoyi hadn't warned her beforehand, Mu Mu would have almost mistaken this middle-aged man for a conman.

They really put in a lot of effort.

From arranging the transport vehicle to handing over the medical records, all procedures were confirmed repeatedly before Mumu was asked to sign.

Perhaps due to the new environment and the effects of her illness, Grandma Mumu's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes confused. Looking at Director Zhao, who was constantly busy by her bedside, she momentarily mistook him for her only son who had not returned home for many years.

When Shen Zhaoyi arrived at the VIP ward of the First Municipal Hospital, before she even entered, she could hear intermittent muttering coming from inside—

"Dayong, talk to Mom a little longer. Xiaoyao will be back soon. At least take a look before you leave."

“He has grown taller and bigger, and he has suffered a lot over the years.”

The old lady leaned against the rocking hospital bed, holding onto Director Zhao's hand, refusing to let go.

Upon hearing Mu Mu's name, Shen Zhaoyi glanced at the person standing next to her.

The boy's face remained calm, as if he had no reaction to these words.

However, the hands that were quietly clenched at her sides revealed the restraint in her heart.

"Grandma, how have you been feeling these past few days?" Shen Zhaoyi strode in, placed the bouquet she had brought aside, and promptly broke the atmosphere in the room.

The old man still remembered her and cheerfully replied.

"It's Xiaoyi."

"Thanks to you, I feel great."

Shen Zhaoyi sat down beside her and said, "I think so too. Your complexion is much better than it was a few days ago."

After receiving the distress signal from Director Zhao, it seemed as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh dear, look at my memory." She pointed to the door. "I just ran into the doctor in the hallway. He said he has some things to tell the family. Uncle, you should go there quickly."

Director Zhao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately stood up in compliance.

When Grandma Mu heard that it was the doctor who had called, she reluctantly let go of his hand and watched him leave.

After hearing those words, Mumu never stepped into the ward again.

He was leaning against the wall in the corridor, looking up at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down.

Only Shen Zhaoyi and the old lady remained in the ward.

A sigh suddenly escaped from the quiet environment.

"Grandma, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The old lady shook her head, not answering the question directly, but muttering to herself, "Will Dayong... come back...?"

These words seem to be directed at the people around him, and also at himself.

For a moment, Shen Zhaoyi couldn't tell whether she was confused or not.

However, at this critical juncture, thinking too much is not good; the most important thing for patients is to be comfortable both physically and mentally.

She patted the old woman's back gently, as if coaxing a child: "Grandma, don't worry, if Dayong doesn't come back, your grandson and I will go find him!"

Unexpectedly, these words had the opposite effect.

Grandma Mumu sat up abruptly, pushed Shen Zhaoyi's hand away, and looked flustered.

"No, we can't let Xiao Yao go to him, we can't!"

"That child is angry; he'll beat Dayong to death. You can't go!"

She was the one who asked Director Zhao to stay and look after the child earlier, and she's also the one who's preventing Mumu from going to see her father now.

Hearing these contradictory words, Shen Zhaoyi didn't bother to ask for clarification, fearing that the old woman's emotions might get too agitated and cause trouble, so she quickly went along with her words: "Okay, we won't look for her, we won't look for her."

After finally managing to calm the other person down, I ended up sweating profusely myself.

When Mumu brought the doctor in, the old man didn't see Director Zhao and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

Shen Zhaoyi received a message on WeChat from the other party: "[Ms. Shen, I have already handed over the rest of the matter to my student. He will be responsible for coordinating with the family members.]"

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