The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

After finishing her meal, Xu Xi stopped her brother from getting up to wash the dishes.

She brought over a basin of hot water and placed it at the man's feet.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xu Nian asked, puzzled.

The girl rolled up her sleeves and said, "Brother, sit down, I'll wash your feet."

"Uh...no need, I can wash it myself."

Xu Nian quickly pulled her legs back, stood up, and took a few steps back.

"elder brother!"

Xu Xi pouted and glared at him angrily.

A hint of guilt and grievance flashed in her beautiful big eyes.

Faced with this man who had given her sweat, tears, blood, and even his life, and sacrificed everything for her, she desperately wanted to do something for him.

Money and fame—these are the things she can give most that her brother doesn't need.

All that's left is for her to give her whole heart and repay the man who nurtured and raised her with every little thing she does for the rest of her life.

Looking into her determined eyes, Xu Nian had no choice but to sit down and enjoy this special service.

The girl gently knelt down and first took off her brother's shoes and socks. Her fingertips touched a pair of feet marked by the passage of time.

His feet were very rough, with thick calluses on the soles.

He may not have read thousands of books, but he has traveled thousands of miles and supported his family through thick and thin.

Xu Xi moved very gently, first reaching out to test the water temperature. It was neither too hot nor too cold, before slowly putting her brother's feet into the basin.

As the warm water washed over her feet, Xu Nian paused slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

The girl beneath him was the head of a trillion-dollar business empire, a female CEO whose words could determine the fate of countless people.

At this moment, however, he was groveling and kneeling beneath him, doing this kind of service.

"I can do it myself, you can rest."

Xu Xi looked up and smiled slightly at him.

"Brother, thank you for doing so much for me."

"In the past, you were the one who protected me and shielded me from the wind and rain."

"Now, it's my turn to carry you."

The sound of water was soft and gentle as her fingertips, with tenderness and care, washed away the fatigue little by little from toes to heels.

Xu Nian lowered her eyes, looking at the girl's drooping hair, a few strands of hair falling in front of her forehead, her expression focused and devout.

His hand unconsciously rose and gently rested on the girl's shoulder, the movement so light it was as if he were afraid of disturbing something.

Her eyes welled up slightly, but it only turned into a gentle sigh.

The two remained silent, accompanied only by a basin of warm water, a pair of rough feet, and a pair of gentle hands.

The water in the basin gradually cooled down. Xu Xi used a clean, soft towel to dry her brother's feet little by little, even between his toes, and then gently helped him put on slippers.

Xu Nian stood up and watched the girl's back as she cleaned up the basin, feeling deeply moved.

......

The next day, Xu Xi drove her brother to the Haifeng Sanatorium.

However, this time he wasn't there to see Leng Huaqiu.

In a pristine white hospital room, doctors in white coats were gathered around.

"Mr. Xu, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

The leader in the white coat stood up the moment he saw Xu Xi and shook her hand warmly.

"As you instructed, our hospital's top-notch medical teams in trauma orthopedics, hand and foot surgery, sports medicine, rehabilitation, and neurology are all in place."

"Thank you for your hard work, Dean Chu, traveling thousands of miles to make this trip."

Xu Xi smiled slightly at him.

Next, the experts surrounded Xu Nian and examined the gunshot wound on his arm for the entire morning.

After lunch, Dean Chu, with a delighted expression, approached Xu Xi and Xu Nian, carrying a densely packed examination report.

"Mr. Xu, based on our assessment, the patient has flexion-extension dysfunction caused by nerve damage, which can be repaired through surgical transplantation."

What is the success rate?

Xu Xi asked, frowning.

Dean Chu patted his chest.

"Mr. Xu made the right choice in coming to us."

"I can't guarantee success rates at other hospitals, but neurology is one of our hospital's strengths, with a success rate of over 90%."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Xu Nian's eyes.

He gently clenched his left hand, his heart pounding.

Will this arm, which has been hanging down for ten years, finally be able to be raised again?

"Are there any possible side effects or consequences of failure?"

Xu Xi was still somewhat uneasy.

When it comes to her brother's health, she has to be extremely focused.

"As long as the surgery is successful, there will generally be no sequelae after the recovery period."

Dean Chu adjusted his glasses and said confidently.

In the medical field, nothing should be said too definitively.

To make such a definite promise is almost equivalent to stating that a full recovery is certain.

"Alright, I'll leave my brother to you."

Xu Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I'll go back and make preparations, bring the necessary equipment and assistants, and arrange surgery for your brother in three days."

After Dean Chu finished speaking, he chuckled and whispered.

"Mr. Xu, I'd like to ask you, is the spinal muscular atrophy drug developed by your pharmaceutical company nearing Phase III clinical trials?"

Xu Xi smiled gently.

"Dean Chu's intelligence network is truly impressive; I only just received this news myself."

"Haha, you flatter me. The rare disease drug developed by Sinian Pharmaceutical has remarkable effects and high safety. If it is successfully launched on the market, it will bring hope of recovery to thousands of rare disease patients. This is big news that the medical community is paying close attention to."

Dean Chu touched the back of his bald head and asked tentatively.

"I just wonder, has President Xu decided on the pilot hospitals for Phase III clinical trials yet?"

Undertaking the Phase III clinical trials of new drugs will not only bring huge economic and reputational benefits to the hospital, but also serve as the most effective proof of the hospital's scientific research capabilities.

Furthermore, doctors within the hospital can access the latest drugs and treatment plans in advance, leading to more cutting-edge diagnostic and treatment approaches in the future.

This is a highly sought-after commodity.

Dean Chu traveled a long way, bringing a group of subordinates to Yuncheng to serve as his private doctors, all for the purpose of obtaining clinical trial qualifications for this new drug.

"It's not decided yet."

Xu Xi took the arm of the man beside her.

"President Chu's Second Affiliated Hospital of Peking University has abundant medical resources, strong capabilities, and a nationwide reputation. If nothing unexpected happens, the Phase III clinical trial of that drug will be conducted by President Chu's hospital."

"but..."

Xu Xi then changed the subject.

"There's always the possibility of unexpected events. If unforeseen circumstances arise, we may have to look for another hospital."

Dean Chu's lips twitched.

Xu Xi's meaning was clear: if you can cure my brother, the clinical qualifications will be yours.

If it can't be cured, then it's none of your business. Go cool off somewhere else.

He had no choice but to force a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu. As you know, I have a background in neurology. I will personally perform your brother's surgery to ensure that no unforeseen circumstances occur."

Hearing this, Xu Xi smiled with satisfaction.