After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

It was a call from Aunt Wang next door.

An Ning's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that something had happened to Li Chunfang at home?

She didn't have time to hear Xu Zhijun finish speaking before she quickly answered the phone.

"Anning, where are you now? Your mother has been taken to the hospital by ambulance!"

An Ning's mind went blank for a moment, and a series of bad thoughts exploded in her head.

"What happened to my mom, Aunt Wang?"

"Don't worry," the other person said hurriedly. "An ambulance from the city hospital just came to take your mother to the hospital. I saw that she was home alone, so I came over to take care of her."

Aunt Wang continued, "As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she went straight into the operating room for surgery. It's been more than two hours now. The doctor in charge of the surgery just came out and said that your mother's surgery was very successful. Only then did I feel relieved enough to call you."

"You...you had surgery?" Anning asked uncertainly, still confused. "Was the surgery successful?"

"Yes, but she hasn't come out of the operating room yet. The nurses said she'll be out soon." Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Your mother is lucky to have such a good daughter like you. You arranged the surgery for her as soon as you got back."

At this point, she laughed and said, "Anning, come over quickly, my granddaughter will start making a fuss if she wakes up later, I should go back now."

An Ning quickly thanked him and ran to the roadside to hail a taxi to rush to the hospital.

......

When An Ning arrived at the hospital, Li Chunfang had already come out of the operating room and been transferred to a ward.

The anesthesia hadn't worn off, and she was still unconscious.

VIP suites, top-tier surgeons, and the most effective medical treatments.

The surgery was far more efficient than she had imagined.

Did Lu Xiyan help her?

She sat in the corridor outside the ward and unconsciously opened his WeChat chat window.

She typed "thank you" several times, but ultimately didn't send it.

She had promised Lu Xiyan that as long as he saved her mother, she would never appear in front of him again.

She rubbed her chest, which felt tight and constricted. Why did it feel so bad?

"Are you a family member of patient Li Chunfang?"

A doctor wearing a white coat walked over.

An Ning quickly stood up. "I am her daughter."

The doctor explained some post-operative matters to her in a particularly polite and courteous manner, and then gave her a stack of examination forms. "Ms. An, you can go and pay the fees now."

An Ning quickly accepted the gift, bowed, and thanked her, "Okay, thank you."

She had just picked up the payment slip when her eyes widened suddenly!

Surgery costs 200,000, hospitalization costs 3,000 per night, targeted therapy... 500,000!!

The other party seemed to notice her shock and explained, "Ms. An, targeted therapy is an effective drug for controlling the spread of cancer cells after surgery. After discussion by our experts, we decided to use imported drugs for your mother. One course of treatment costs 500,000 yuan and involves 14-18 injections."

Anning silently calculated in her mind that the money she had was just enough to barely cover the surgery and hospitalization fees, but the cost of the medication...

She didn't expect it to be so expensive.

"Doctor, can the cost of targeted therapy be paid per injection?"

The other person quickly understood her predicament and said with a smile, "Of course."

Anning paid the bill, but there was hardly any money left in her card.

Li Chunfang's next medication session is at the beginning of next month, which will cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

She needs to find a job as soon as possible.

......

the next morning.

A chill ran through the director's office of the city hospital.

It was scorching hot outside, but the air inside was terribly cold.

"Dean Zhao, the hospital has the medical facilities but refuses to admit patients. As the dean, shouldn't you give me a reasonable explanation?"

At the head of the reception table in the office, a young man in a crisp black suit stood perfectly without a single wrinkle.

The exquisite subtle patterns on the fabric reflect the owner's extremely high taste and status.

The man had handsome features and a noble air. His long legs were crossed, his back was straight, and every move he made exuded the demeanor of a young nobleman.

When questioned, the voice was cold and clear, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it exuded an undeniable sense of pressure.

Zhao Boda is in his early fifties and has seen countless people since he became the dean. He has dealt with many people in the official and business worlds.

But he couldn't help feeling intimidated in front of this young man.

Everyone in the hospital knows that this is the patriarch of Jinghai.

Every penny they receive in salary, and every piece of medical equipment in the hospital, comes from the Lu Group's meager resources.

This second young master of the Lu Group is not only the chief CEO of a subsidiary of the Lu Group, but also the most beloved grandson of the old master Lu.

You shouldn't mess with him, no matter who you are.

Zhao Boda never expected that this young master Lu would come to his office so early in the morning for such a trivial matter.

He quickly explained, "Mr. Lu, our city hospital would never refuse to admit patients. There must be some misunderstanding."

"How could such a misunderstanding happen in such a large city hospital? Is it due to mismanagement by Director Zhao, or…?" Lu Xiyan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Are you thinking of retiring early?"

He always kept his word, and his secretary Jiang Yao, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he heard this.

"President Lu, this incident at the hospital not only hurts patients' feelings but also damages the hospital's reputation. As the hospital director, I bear an unshirkable responsibility!"

Zhao Boda said indignantly, "Rest assured, I will thoroughly investigate this matter and severely punish the medical staff involved!"

Lu Xiyan smiled slightly, straightened his suit jacket, and stood up. "Then I'll have to trouble Dean Zhao."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhao Boda quickly followed him eagerly, "President Lu, let me see you off."

After seeing the person off the elevator, Zhao Boda breathed a sigh of relief, but then a sense of unease arose in his mind.

Han Yun said she was just helping out with a small favor, but how did she end up getting involved with the second young master of the Lu family?

It almost cost him his position as dean!

......

As they exited the elevator, Jiang Yao followed behind and asked, "Mr. Lu, do you really believe that refusing to admit patients is an order from medical staff?"

Lu Xiyan walked with a composed gait, his eyes clear and sharp. "Who has the guts to take responsibility?"

Jiang Yao immediately understood, and then asked curiously, "Then, Mr. Lu, how did you know about the hospital refusing to admit patients?"

Even he, as the assistant, hadn't heard of it. President Lu is so busy with important matters, how could he know about such a trivial thing?

Suddenly, the man walking in front turned around and glanced at him, "You ask so many questions."

Jiang Yao quickly shut up.

He's still young and doesn't want to retire yet.

Just as I arrived at the hospital entrance, a stumbling figure suddenly rushed in from outside.

The child's laughter was crisp and clear, and his little legs ran very fast, completely unaware that there were people in front of him.

Just as they were about to collide, Jiang Yao quickly warned, "President Lu, be careful—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the little one bump into the man's leg.

The drool from his mouth left a noticeable stain on the man's spotless suit trousers.

Jiang Yao's eyes nearly popped out as he stared at the unlucky little guy who had bumped into him.

Due to inertia, the little boy bumped into the man's leg and stumbled two steps unprepared. Just as he was about to fall, a strong arm steadily supported him.

Lu Xiyan reached out his hand almost instinctively.

The little boy in front of me was fair-skinned and tender, with delicate features but very handsome.

Be careful.

He reminded him softly.

The little boy was helped to his feet and looked up at him with his bright, sparkling eyes.

What a handsome uncle!

"Thank you, Uncle!"

She has a sweet, childlike voice, yet she is very polite.

After saying that, the little boy ran off again.

Just then, a middle-aged woman came running up from the doorway, shouting, "Xianxian! Xianxian, slow down!"

"Xianxian—"

Upon hearing the sound, Lu Xiyan subconsciously turned around and looked at the small figure stumbling away.