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

Yue Xue's tears fell in a torrent, splashing onto her clothes and leaving a small wet patch.

Grandma Su sighed, walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Huahua is right. It's more important to get the child well first. We can talk about other things later."

Yue Xue wiped away her tears, nodded, and didn't ask another question.

Fu Hua took out several brown paper packets from her bag and gently placed them on the coffee table. There were also words carefully written on the outside of the packets.

She pushed the paper package in front of Grandma Su: "Grandma, please keep these safe and make sure to give them to my eldest and second eldest brothers personally."

Grandma Su picked up a paper package,

He asked, puzzled, "What is this?"

"It's for conditioning the body."

Fu Hua said softly, "The jobs they do are too harmful to their health. Eating these according to the dosage written on the paper can help them recover."

"Will this help them feel better?"

Grandma Su felt equally heartbroken when she thought of her two grandsons.

They sacrificed so much at such a young age; as elders, there was so little they could do to help their children.

Fu Hua nodded: "It will be alright, it just needs a little time."

The prescription she prepared included water from a sacred spring.

It can not only restore health, but also resist radiation.

After Su Rong's incident, Old Madam Su had complete faith in Fu Hua's medical skills.

Hearing her say that, he immediately became excited.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice choked with emotion: "Huahua, you child..."

Fu Hua gently shook her head, interrupting her, "Grandma, I have to go now. Don't worry too much about Rongrong, she'll get better slowly."

Grandma Su held her hand tightly.

Reluctant to let go: "You've only been here a short while, eat before you leave. Your aunt has already prepared all the dishes, and even made you some osmanthus porridge."

"Maybe next time, I have something to do."

Fu Hua gently pulled her hand away and picked up her bag.

"I'll come see you another day."

After saying that, she turned and walked out, her steps neither hurried nor slow.

Grandma Su escorted her all the way to the front door, holding onto the door frame, watching her figure slowly disappear into the alleyway.

Yue Xue stood behind, still clutching the apron tightly in her hand.

The two of them stood there without saying a word for a very long time.

Fu Hua walked out of the alley and turned onto the main road. The sun felt warm on her body, but she felt a chill in her heart.

Yin Xian, that scumbag deserves his retribution.

She pulled her bag strap up, quickened her pace, and headed straight for the city hospital.

Today, she has a crucial surgery waiting for her.

The hospital corridors reeked of disinfectant.

Sun Jing stood guard at the door of the ward, her hands clenched tightly together, pacing back and forth, her face full of anxiety.

The nurse had already wheeled An'an into the operating room for pre-operative preparations.

She was on tenterhooks, unable to relax for a moment.

Although Meimei had already recovered and been discharged from the hospital thanks to Fu Hua's treatment,

But Meimei is nine years old after all, much older than An'an, and has stronger resistance and recovery ability.

An'an is only four years old, her tiny body is about to undergo surgery.

Sun Jingguang felt a sharp pain in her heart as if it were being squeezed, filled with heartache and fear.

Fu Hua had just reached the end of the corridor and hadn't even had a chance to comfort Sun Jing when...

A hurried sound of footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

The man was dressed in military uniform, with large and small bags slung over his shoulders, his trouser legs still dusty, and he looked travel-worn.

He had clearly just gotten off the train and rushed over immediately; it was the child's father, Chen Shi.

The child is important, and the training schedule is tight, so he can't bring himself to ask for leave.

The leader somehow found out that An'an had surgery, granted him half a month's leave, and scolded him for not telling anyone about such a big thing.

Since there were no sleeper berths available, he took a hard seat and rushed to Beijing without stopping.

Chen Shi spotted Sun Jing at the operating room door immediately.

He rushed over quickly, his voice still catching his breath.

She asked anxiously, "How is An'an? Has the surgery started yet?"

"no."

Sun Jing exclaimed with delight, "I thought you couldn't make it!"

"I'm here, don't worry."

Chen Shi replied calmly, "There's still time. When is the surgery?"

Sun Jing shook her head: "He didn't say."

Fu Hua stepped forward and nodded slightly to Chen Shi.

In a gentle tone: "We're doing pre-operative preparations, which will take about half an hour."

When Sun Jing saw Fu Hua, it was like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

She grabbed Fu Hua's hand, her fingertips icy cold, and asked anxiously, "..."

"Fu Hua, will An An experience pain during the surgery? Will it be general anesthesia or spinal anesthesia?"

Will it affect his future health? Can it really be completely cured? Can he fully recover?

These questions had been explained to her countless times by Fu Hua, Cheng Jin, and Dean Fang.

But as the surgery approached, as a mother, she couldn't help but feel afraid, wanting to confirm again and again, fearing that there might be the slightest mistake.

Chen Shi put down his luggage, reached out and gently put his arm around his wife's shoulder.

He reassured her in a low voice, "Don't be afraid. Comrade Fu is here, and there are the best doctors in the hospital. An'an will be fine. Let's wait patiently."

But Sun Jing only had eyes for Fu Hua at that moment, her gaze fixed intently on her.

All her anxiety was pinned on this former rival.

Fu Hua completely understood her feelings; she had spent some time at the children's hospital.

I've seen too many parents waiting anxiously in the hallway.

I've also heard countless whispered prayers from people willing to give their lives for another.

She could not fully empathize with the anxiety and helplessness of being a parent, but she could understand it.

Fu Hua raised her hand and gently patted Sun Jing's arm.

His voice was clear yet remarkably powerful, each word spoken with deliberation.

With unwavering certainty, he assured her: "Wait patiently, I will give you back a safe and healthy An'an."

That one sentence was like a reassuring pill.

Sun Jing's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, slowly calmed down, and her tense shoulders relaxed a little.

Fu Hua turned her head and exchanged a glance with Chen Shi.

They both understood the seriousness in each other's eyes.

She took out a mask, put it on, and quickly walked into the operating room.

.........

Today's surgery was performed by Cheng Jin.

Dean Fang personally served as his deputy, with Fu Hua overseeing the entire event.

Standing beside the operating table, Cheng Jin couldn't help but feel a little nervous, recalling the unexpected situation during her previous surgery.

She leaned down and looked at the tiny baby lying on the operating table.

His eyes were full of childlike innocence and naivety.

After An'an has been hospitalized for so long, Cheng Jin has come to regard the child as his own.

Even after countless practice sessions, and with an absolute clarity regarding every step of the surgery,

I still can't help feeling anxious and worried.

"Aunt Cheng, are you feeling unwell?"

An'an's eyes are round and bright, with clear black and white, reflecting people's attention.

"No, Auntie is not feeling unwell."

Cheng Jin bent down, softened her tone, and gently coaxed, "An'an, don't be afraid. After you wake up from your sleep, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore. Auntie will be very gentle."

An'an blinked her bright eyes, moved her little hands, and instead revealed a sweet smile.

In a sweet, childlike voice, she reassured her, "Aunt Cheng, don't be afraid. An'an is very brave and will be good. You don't need to be nervous."

The child's innocent words instantly calmed the panic in Cheng Jin's heart.

Cheng Jin felt a warmth in her heart, nodded, exchanged a glance with Dean Fang and Fu Hua, and the surgery officially began.

Outside the operating room, each second ticked by in agony.

Inside the operating room, a scene of orderly and busy activity unfolded...