Yan Yifei unexpectedly struck a punch to Jin Yuanhao’s left cheek.
“What are you talking about? Don’t add your own incompetence to others. Do you think this will make you feel better? How shameful!” His domineering spirit was like a fierce lion on the grasslands, intimidating. The people following behind were scared by his fierce expression and unconsciously stepped back several steps from the dangerous storm.
Jin Yuanhao was also taken aback, but having served as an international criminal police for years, he was not a shallow person. After a moment of surprise, he immediately returned a punch. “What did you say? I’m shameful? An Zhang is the despicable one!”
The two of them engaged in a full-scale fight in the hospital corridor, throwing punches and kicks, each move fierce and unrelenting.
Those who came with Yan Yifei could only stare in shock as they fought on the hospital corridor, each punch powerful and uncompromising.
“Stop it!” An Zhang couldn’t stand it and intervened between them, forcibly separating them. “Do you think this is a fighting arena? If you want to fight, go outside!”
Yan Yifei’s sharp eagle eyes glanced at Jin Yuanhao, “Come out and have a one-on-one fight if you dare.” He would never allow anyone to blame his friend for their own mistakes.
A few punches from Yan Yifei had sobered him up. The now-calm Jin Yuanhao realized his previous words were indeed excessive. He forcefully slapped his own face and shook his head.
“You’re right. I was taking my anger out on An Zhang. It was my own carelessness that I didn’t notice the brake failure.” Looking at An Zhang, he finally noticed that An Zhang’s usually elegant face was frighteningly pale.
“President Yan, I think we should go in and understand Miss Shi’s condition,” the oldest of the doctors who came with Yan Yifei spoke up.
Before his friend could speak, An Zhang said, “Okay, please go in quickly.”
Having already negotiated with the hospital on the helicopter, the doctors followed one doctor’s lead and quickly walked into the operating room.
The waiting time was long and torturous. An Zhang and the other two did not speak.
“Zhang, with so many excellent doctors consulting, she’ll be fine,” Yan Yifei spoke, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.
“Mm,” he nodded, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed door.
Hours later, when the operating room door opened again, the first to walk out was the doctor brought by Yan Yifei, his face extremely grave.
“Doctor, how is she?” An Zhang immediately stepped forward to ask.
“She…” The doctor glanced at Yan Yifei before looking at him and honestly said, “Miss Shi’s injuries are too severe. Her internal organs are ruptured and bleeding heavily. I’m afraid… she won’t survive the next 48 hours.”
“Impossible! Aren’t you not trying hard enough!” An Zhang lost control and grabbed the doctor’s collar.
“Mr. An, we have truly done our best.” The doctor’s face was turning red from being grabbed, in danger of suffocation.
“Zhang, don’t do this, let go of the doctor first.” Pulling his fingers apart, Yan Yin noticed his hand was shaking violently.
“I don’t believe she can’t be saved. She can’t possibly be in trouble. I’ve waited for her for five years. How could something happen to her? Call the doctor in, no matter what, they must save her.”
Seeing his friend lose his rationality from grief, Yan Yin felt sympathetic but didn’t know how to comfort him and soothe his current painful emotions, so he could only silently pat his shoulder.
“Please, Yan, let the doctor go in and save her. The doctors you brought are top authorities from various fields in the country. They can’t possibly fail to save her life.”
Listening to his hoarse plea, Yan Yin’s heart felt heavy as he looked at the doctor.
The doctor helplessly shook his head, indicating they were truly powerless.
“She will be sent to a general ward and maintained on a respirator for her final moments. It would be better to let Mr. An accompany her during this last period.” Even the most skilled doctors have patients they cannot save; after all, they are not gods.
“No, I won’t give up. Just because you incompetent doctors can’t save her doesn’t mean no one can. I’ll find more skilled doctors to treat her. I want to transfer her, send her to Japan immediately.”
“If she is transferred now, she probably won’t last even an hour,” the doctor doused An Zhang with cold water.
While they could understand the grief of the patient’s family, calling these top national experts incompetent doctors was going too far.
Yan Yin quickly tried to calm his friend, “Zhang, calm down. Doctor Yao won’t lie. If even they can’t save Shi Xuan, I’m afraid she’s truly beyond help. You should face reality.”
An Zhang’s elegant and handsome face contorted in pain. “She’s about to die, how can I possibly calm down? I’ve waited for her for five years. Do you think five years is the same as five months?” He felt as if his soul was being torn apart, in unbearable agony.
“Perhaps there is one person who could save her, but…” Jin Yuanhao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.
“Who?” Hearing there was a glimmer of hope, An Zhang immediately looked at him.
“I don’t know her real name, I’ve only heard a few rumors about her. They say she can revive even those who have stopped breathing, but her whereabouts are unpredictable and hard to find.”
“Does such a person really exist?” Yan Yin was skeptical.
“She really exists, it’s just not easy to find her,” Jin Yuanhao answered confidently.
An Zhang suddenly slapped himself hard, forcing himself to calm down. After taking a deep breath, his thoughts cleared. He asked Jin Yuanhao detailed questions about the woman, then looked at his friend.
“Yan, I need to go back to the Radar Detective Agency first. I’ll leave things here to you.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Yan Yin replied, “Okay, leave it to me.”
Xiang Mi, “Cunning CEO Loves to be Jealous”
Chapter Eight: “Six June Snow” is an organization’s code name. If there’s any organization that makes intelligence agencies of the US, UK, France, Germany, Russia, and others wary, it would be this one.
It is an intelligence organization under the Longsun family, and advanced countries and corporate conglomerates often purchase information from them at high prices.
As long as they can pay the price set, the desired information will be delivered to the buyer at an incredibly fast speed, with guaranteed satisfaction.
Although the Radar Detective Agency is the largest detective agency in Asia and excels at gathering intelligence, it still cannot be compared to Six June Snow. Especially finding a person in a vast sea of humanity within a tight timeframe would be an impossible task.
So An Zhang did not hesitate to contact Six June Snow through his channels.
“If you’re looking for that person, the difficulty is seven stars,” the polite female voice said on the phone.
Six June Snow categorizes tasks into ten levels, with lower levels being easier to accomplish and higher levels being more difficult, naturally with pricing adjusted accordingly.
“Money is no object. Can you find this person within twelve hours?”
“This… I’m afraid I’ll need to consult my superior. Please hold.” The other party disappeared suddenly, returning about ten minutes later. “Due to the special nature of this task, my supervisor wants to speak with you personally.”
A male voice appeared on the phone, “My surname is Gong. Mr. An can call me Director Gong.”
“Director Gong, do I need to repeat what I just discussed with that Miss?”
“You’re urgently seeking a miracle doctor who can save a critically ill patient within twelve hours, correct?”
“Exactly. Can you do it?”
“We can, but my master wants to know why you’re so eager to find her.”
“I want to save someone.”
