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

Surgical bypass surgery carries significant risks and is very expensive.

Even if it were possible, the postoperative complications would be unbearable.

To put it bluntly, given his age and circumstances,

Under current medical conditions, it's a matter of taking it one day at a time, with the possibility of a heart attack at any moment.

Cheng Jin was describing the most realistic situation right now.

It's cruel, and we're powerless to change it.

Fu Hua listened quietly, her fingertips gently touching her lips.

His gaze was calm, without the slightest surprise or hesitation.

Cheng Jin looked at her and suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.

The young woman in front of me recently obtained a patent for a heart valve.

Overnight, he became a rising star in the national medical community.

That level of achievement, even if it were someone who wasn't arrogant or conceited,

It's time to take a break, slow down, and enjoy the fruits of our labor.

But Fu Hua acted as if none of that had ever happened.

My eyes still held that same unwavering confidence that the next challenge awaited me.

She couldn't help but sigh, "I really admire you. You just had such a big procedure on your valve."

"If it were me, I would have breathed a sigh of relief long ago. But you're acting like nothing happened, and you've already set your sights on something even harder."

Fu Hua raised her eyes, her tone calm yet exceptionally clear:

"The valve is for treating valvular disease, but his condition is coronary heart disease, specifically coronary artery stenosis."

What I'm doing now is coronary balloon intervention, which involves using a very thin catheter to insert a small balloon into the location of the blockage in the blood vessel.

Then inflate the balloon to widen the narrowed area and allow blood to flow back through.

No open-chest surgery, minimal trauma, and quick recovery.

It is a method specifically designed for this type of angina and myocardial infarction.

Cheng Jin was completely stunned, her eyes widening slightly:

"You...you're even doing this?"

This is beyond what the word "amazing" can describe.

This is like stepping directly onto the ceiling of the times and charging forward.

Fu Hua hummed in agreement, but felt no pride or complacency whatsoever.

Others may not know, but she knows that these are things that future generations will all have.

She simply used her prior knowledge to get these things done ahead of time.

There has been no breakthrough in truly groundbreaking and meaningful medical equipment or disciplines.

Even with the acceleration of space, she only made a tiny bit of progress.

So there's really nothing to be proud of.

Fu Hua's gaze inadvertently swept over the brands of the medical equipment on the wall of the emergency room.

There was also a batch of consumable boxes that had just arrived at the end of the corridor.

He casually remarked, "Putting aside other issues, the reality is that it's not that easy to actually push things forward."

At Anzhen, Kanghua Medical supplies almost everything, from large-scale angiography equipment and monitors to interventional consumables and catheters.

They have tight control over the distribution channels, and they set the standards.

"I need to develop new equipment and solutions, and I can't do without them in many aspects."

Cheng Jin's expression changed slightly, and she instantly understood what she meant.

The equipment belongs to them, and the consumables belong to them too.

Even the hospital's supply system is tied to Kang Hua.

Fu Hua's decision to have a coronary balloon catheter inserted is essentially a direct attack on Kanghua's lifeline.

She sighed softly, "No wonder you're in such a hurry. This isn't scientific research; you're... going head-to-head with the vested interests of the entire industry."

Fu Hua gave a very faint smile, neither admitting nor denying it.

His gaze was fixed on the direction of the emergency room, and his voice was soft yet firm:

"He's still young, and he has a long way to go."

…………

Tsinghua University, President's Office.

The air conditioner blew out a cool breeze, but it couldn't dispel the heavy, oppressive atmosphere in the office.

Zhou Ming sat in the hardwood chair opposite Dean Lü.

Her clean white shirt accentuated her fair skin.

Her neat short hair was tucked behind her ears, and her eyes and brows were cool and aloof, giving off a sense of detachment.

The longer he followed Fu Hua, the more his expression resembled hers.

Zhou Ming used to be the kind of girl who would blend into a crowd and go unnoticed.

She was pretty, but she always kept her head down, and there was a timid, aloof air about her, along with a hint of inferiority.

It looks rather plain, like a little flower that has never been exposed to the sun.

After following Fu Hua, he completely changed.

She still had her neat short hair, her skin glowed, and her features became even more striking.

The cool and aloof demeanor remains, but with added confidence and sharpness.

His gaze no longer darted away, and he stood there with his back straight.

She exudes a calm yet firm aura, looking clean and dashing, with a completely different temperament.

Dean Lü was secretly alarmed. It is said that a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation.

A person can change so much in just one year.

He calmed himself, picked up his enamel mug, and took a sip of hot tea.

Eyes fell on this physics department's recognized top student.

His tone carried a gentle, elder-like quality: "Zhou Ming, how have you thought about graduation? Staying in the department, or going out to explore the world?"

Zhou Ming gently stroked the seam of his trousers with his fingertips.

His voice was calm and even: "I haven't decided yet; I want to rest for a few more days."

She knew perfectly well why Dean Lü had summoned her.

Of course, she wanted to follow Fu Hua and dedicate her life to her.

However, the matter of Huaxin Medical is currently still under wraps.

Fu Hua had specifically instructed that it must not be leaked in advance.

Following Fu Hua and doing what she wants to do is her only destiny.

These words can only be kept to oneself.

Zhou Ming feigned a confused look, just like most graduates.

Dean Lü smiled, put down his teacup,

His tone held a newfound certainty: "You're just too modest. Everyone in the school knows your grades—first in your major courses."

He's won awards for research projects and participated in the development of heart valves; staying at the institute would definitely make him a key candidate for further development.

Zhou Ming secretly scoffed. What did her doing have to do with Hua Qing?

Dean Lü leaned forward, offering a tempting offer: "Perfect timing! The institute has applied for several national-level research projects this year, and I've managed to secure a spot for you."

If you're willing to stay, you can directly join the core team. After that, getting promoted and becoming a director will be a breeze.

If it were any other student, they would have been so excited that they would have stood up and thanked him.

National-level project, or core team member?

That's an opportunity that countless people would fight tooth and nail for.

Zhou Ming simply shook his head slightly.

His gaze remained unwavering: "Thank you for your consideration, Dean Lü, but I would like to think about it some more."

At this moment, she couldn't help but recall what happened two years ago.

At the dinner table, Dean Lü, in an attempt to curry favor with Professor Shi, watched as the professor pressured her to drink.

Her face flushed red; she was caught in a dilemma.

Dean Lü simply smiled and tried to smooth things over, but didn't say a word in her defense.

At that moment, she understood that Dean Lü was a man who only cared about his own interests.

He will support whoever can bring him benefits.

If one day she loses her usefulness, she will definitely be discarded.

Fu Hua is different.

She is sentimental and understands human nature.

I have never treated any member of the team as a dispensable tool.

I genuinely consider her a teammate and truly trust her.

That's the kind of person she should follow for a lifetime.

Dean Lü's smile faded slightly, clearly not expecting her to refuse so decisively.