The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

An An opened her eyes groggily and saw that it was her.

She whispered in response, "Sister Huahua... I'm much better."

"Auntie bought you KFC. Do you want to eat it now, or later?"

Fu Hua helped the child sit up and fed him some spiritual spring water.

The child's spirits immediately lifted, and his eyes lit up as he stared at the brown paper bag.

"Eat now."

"Okay, I'll open it for you."

The two chatted as they ate, with An'an pausing between words, her little mouth still chattering away.

As they were talking, the ward door was pushed open.

Chen Shi and Sun Jing, a married couple, returned from paying the bill outside.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw an unfinished KFC on An'an's bedside table, and the child was eating it with a satisfied look on her face.

Sun Jing's eyes welled up with tears, and she was about to speak when...

Fu Hua handed over another unopened KFC.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I bought two extra portions, let's eat together."

The couple accepted the gift, their eyes filled with gratitude as they looked at Fu Hua.

I've been working incredibly hard lately, but because there's hope, my complexion has improved significantly.

She no longer looked so worried and on the verge of collapse.

As soon as Chen Shi sat down, he couldn't help but ask, "Fu Hua, how's your...heart valve experiment going?"

Fu Hua spoke calmly and without exaggeration:

"The lab application has been approved, funding is not a problem, the application process is open, and we are currently building the team. The progress is going more smoothly than expected."

Upon hearing this, Sun Jing's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

He grabbed Jiang Lai's hand tightly, his voice trembling:

"Fu Hua, we really don't know how to thank you..."

An'an's life, our whole family's hearts, are all in your hands...

If you can really save An'an, that would be saving our whole family... I'd be willing to be your slave in my next life to repay you.

"No need for that!"

Just stop thinking about her man.

Fu Hua gently patted her hand, comforting her:

"I will do my best. You just need to take good care of the child."

Fu Hua came out of An An's ward and gently closed the door.

The corridor was quiet, filled with the smell of disinfectant mixed with the cold air seeping in from the windows, making the air feel particularly chilly.

She couldn't find Dr. Liang in the office.

I walked a few steps toward the nurses' station, intending to ask where Dr. Liang was.

Before I could even open my mouth, I heard a hushed argument coming from around the corner ahead.

The nurses at the station all glanced over there.

"Liang Jin, what do you mean by this?"

It was Director Lin's voice, his voice low, but his anger was impossible to suppress.

"Director Lin, I just feel that this plan is more beneficial to the patient."

Another voice rang out; it was Liang Jin, speaking calmly yet neither servilely nor arrogantly.

Fu Hua paused, but didn't walk over; she just stood on this side of the corner.

"More advantageous?"

Director Lin sneered, "I've worked in cardiac surgery for twenty years, and you've only been doing it for a few? What are you trying to tell me is more advantageous?"

"It is precisely because you have been doing this for twenty years that I would like to ask you for advice."

Liang Jin's tone remained calm and unhurried.

"The patient's condition can indeed be treated with traditional surgical methods, but it is highly invasive, recovery is slow, and the patient's quality of life will be affected after the surgery."

The new, improved surgical technique is supported by literature from abroad, and I also have clinical data to support it at the Cardiovascular Research Institute. This method reduces the trauma by half and the recovery period by half…”

"Foreign countries, foreign countries, all you know is foreign countries!"

Director Lin interrupted her, "Have you seen those documents with your own eyes? Is the data reliable? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

"I'll take responsibility."

Fu Hua's eyebrows twitched when she heard those three words.

The corridor was quiet for a few seconds.

Then Director Lin laughed, his laughter full of disdain and mockery.

"You'll take responsibility? Who do you think you are? Can you even afford to take responsibility?"

"If I were the surgeon, I would take full responsibility."

Liang Jin softened her tone, "I just hope you can agree to this plan. As the director, you just need to not object."

I disagree.

Director Lin said firmly, "I'm in charge of this ward. You do it my way, or don't do it at all."

Fu Hua walked out from around the corner.

They both looked at her at the same time.

Director Lin saw her and his face turned cold.

If it weren't for Fu Hua, their cardiac surgery department wouldn't be in such chaos.

Now everyone wants to jump out and take charge.

Is he still going to keep his position as director?

Liang Jin stood there, her eyes a little red, and she looked somewhat anxious.

Fu Hua walked over and stood next to Liang Jin.

"Director Lin,"

In a flat voice, she asked, "Could I see that medical record?"

Director Lin was stunned for a moment, then his face immediately turned cold.

"Do you want to see the medical records?"

His tone was somewhat disdainful, "Get this straight, this is the Department of Cardiac Surgery, not Peking University School of Medicine."

"Your status... doesn't qualify you to see our core medical records."

He deliberately emphasized the words "Peking University," the subtext of which was clear.

This is not your territory.

Fu Hua's expression remained unchanged, but she did not back down.

She knew the other party was blocking her position, but she couldn't back down.

Just then, a soft footstep sounded.

Vice Dean Fang walked over quickly, her expression calm.

His gaze swept over the crowd, and he said gently, "Everyone, disperse and get back to work. You three, come to my office."

The three people were obviously referring to Fu Hua, Director Lin, and Dr. Liang.

It was obvious that someone had already told her what had happened here.

In the office, Vice Dean Fang first asked Director Lin and Dr. Liang the reason for their argument.

He then looked at Director Lin, his tone not harsh, yet carrying an inherent authority:

"Director Lin, Fu Hua's ability to improve An An's condition is sufficient proof of her competence."

This patient's condition is similar to An'an's. Give her her medical records and let her take a look.

Director Lin was taken aback, not expecting the vice president to publicly support Fu Hua.

"Vice President, this is inside the hospital..."

"Cardiac surgery should also follow major trends."

Fang Fang interrupted him, her tone gentle but firm.

"The leaders of Peking University and the military hospital had previously spoken with the hospital director, hoping that Anzhen Hospital could provide full support to Comrade Fu in valve technology."

She absolutely must see this case. And not only this one; from now on, if Comrade Fu needs any materials from the cardiac surgery department, you must fully cooperate.

Fu Hua...

It seems that Xie Ci did make a move after all.

Director Lin's face turned pale and then red, but in the end he still handed over the medical record folder.

Fu Hua took it, opened it, and read through it page by page.

Liang Jin added a few words quietly from the side.

She explained the patient's condition, the differences between the two surgical procedures, and why she insisted on using the new one.

After Fu Hua finished reading, she closed the medical record and returned it to Director Lin.

"The doctor is right."

she says.

Director Lin's face froze.

Fu Hua looked at him, her tone still calm.

"Traditional techniques can indeed be used, but they are more invasive. Modified techniques carry risks, but these risks are manageable, and the patient's condition is more suitable for the latter."

Director Lin opened his mouth.

"you……"

"Director Lin,"

Fu Hua interrupted him, "You've been a doctor for so many years, you should know better than me. Medicine is evolving, and methods from the past are not necessarily the best now."

Foreign literature is only a reference; what truly matters is the professional expertise and experience of the clinician.

She paused.

"Dr. Liang has this judgment, why don't you believe her?"

Director Lin's face was stiff and red, and he couldn't say a word.

Liang Jin stood to the side, looking at Fu Hua, her eyes slightly moist.