Yu Yue frowned upon hearing this.
Li Kui should know she wasn’t short of money at all right now—why try to tempt her with it?
“What’s going on?”
“You’re as sharp as ever,” Li Kui chuckled. “I’ve turned down all the other appointments for you, but there’s one left that I can’t decide on. You’ll understand once you check your email when you have time.”
“You, unable to make a decision?” Yu Yue teased.
“Alright, I’m busy here, so I won’t keep you. Find time to look it over, and if you decide to decline, let me know early.”
“…”
After Li Kui hung up, Yu Yue opened her email on her phone.
When she saw the appointment applicant’s information forwarded by Li Kui, she finally understood why he said he couldn’t decide.
The patient scheduled for surgery was a little girl, just three years and six months old, named Fu Qinghuan.
The child’s mother was Su Qingyue.
Given last night’s chance encounter, Yu Yue naturally knew who this mother and daughter were.
But her daughter who couldn’t speak—her surname was Fu?
Could it be…
“Yu Yue, I have something urgent to attend to, so I’ll head off first,” Fu Jingyan approached and said politely.
“Wait a moment.” Yu Yue had her doubts, and since the person involved was right here, she naturally wanted to clarify things first.
“What is it?”
“That childhood friend of yours—her daughter’s surname is Fu? Is the child yours?”
“Where did you hear that gossip?” Seeing the suspicion in her eyes, Fu Jingyan asked sternly in return.
“Fu Jingyan, you suddenly gave me so much compensation—could it be that you’ve quietly placed a massive green hat on my head?”
Yu Yue thought to herself that if that were the case, maybe she could openly admit her own “infidelity” too?
“The compensation has nothing to do with this. I just felt I’d wasted a lot of your time, so I gave you a bit more. Don’t let your imagination run wild, okay?” Fu Jingyan denied it.
She had just left the civil affairs bureau with him and immediately went off with another man. That night, she even threw a celebration party. He hadn’t said anything about it, yet here she was, turning the tables on him first.
“Su Qingyue’s daughter—is she really not yours?”
“Yu Yue, Tangtang is over three years old. For someone who’s in charge of Zhongsheng Hall, you should at least have some basic medical knowledge. Three years ago, I was still in a coma, alright?”
So, how could he possibly have a daughter that old?
“…”
That made sense.
“Then what illness does she have?” Interrupted by Fu Jingyan, Yu Yue hadn’t had time to finish reading all of Fu Qinghuan’s information.
“How do you know she’s sick? Who told you?” Fu Jingyan asked sharply in return.
“That childhood friend of yours is looking for Moon. Coincidentally, I’m one of Moon’s assistants, and I just received the child’s information from a colleague.” Yu Yue waved her phone.
Fu Jingyan was utterly shocked.
He took two steps up the stairs: “You’re really Moon’s assistant?”
“Assistant might be stretching it—more like a part-time customer service rep. I handle the Jingbei area,” Yu Yue said offhandedly.
Fu Jingyan actually believed her.
“Then can you help us schedule an appointment with her? Preferably one where we can meet in person,” Fu Jingyan said urgently.
“Why are you in such a hurry? She’s not your daughter, is she?”
Hearing Yu Yue say this, Fu Jingyan’s expression darkened. “Tangtang isn’t my daughter, but she’s still a life. Qingyue has searched for many doctors both domestically and abroad, but none could help. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have come begging to your boss.”
“Have you ever met your boss?” Knowing he couldn’t blame Yu Yue for this, Fu Jingyan softened his tone.
“What do you think? Someone as insignificant as me could meet them?”
“A doctor acting like some final boss in a game—making us go through hoops just to save a life,” Fu Jingyan complained.
Moon herself wasn’t pleased to hear such complaints.
“Well, there’s no helping it. Even a final boss is human, not a god. If she didn’t set conditions for treatment, do you know how many patients and their families from all over the world would come to her every year?”
“If she took every patient, she doesn’t have as many hands and feet as a centipede—how could she possibly manage?”
“Yu Yue, do you know him? Are you two close?” Seeing Yu Yue defend the so-called surgical master so passionately, Fu Jingyan couldn’t help but speculate.
“I’m just stating the facts. Do you know why big hospitals are overcrowded every day? Because even minor illnesses that small clinics could treat end up seeing specialists at major hospitals, taking up slots meant for patients who genuinely need expert care.”
“That creates the illusion of difficulty in accessing medical care. Of course, it doesn’t exclude the fact that there are indeed many people with serious illnesses.”
“Alright, if you have urgent matters, go ahead. I’ll help submit the little girl’s information,” Yu Yue said, not wanting to delve further into these unsolvable issues.
As for whether to take the case, she needed to understand the little girl’s condition first and then consider it.
If she did take it, it would be quite troublesome.
She had just called herself insignificant—what if Fu Jingyan insisted on meeting Moon in person? What would she do?
But if she didn’t take the case…
Would it make her seem too heartless?
“Yu Yue, thank you.”
“No need to thank me. After all, I can’t guarantee whether the master will agree to perform the surgery.”
“It’s fine. Just submitting Tangtang’s information gives her a glimmer of hope. Our Fu family will be grateful to you.”
“Is she a child of the Fu family?” Yu Yue raised an eyebrow.
“…”
Fu Jingyan remained silent.
Yu Yue clicked her tongue. Such complicated relationships.
Truly, wealthy families are as deep as the sea.
If the little girl isn’t Fu Jingyan’s child, then whose child in the Fu family is she?
“A total of three billion will be transferred to your account by the end of the day,” Fu Jingyan promised Yu Yue before leaving.
“Alright, thank you.”
“It’s only right.”
After Fu Jingyan left, Yu Yue finished reading the remaining documents.
Premature birth, congenital heart disease, and an extremely rare malformation—coupled with her young age, no wonder no cardiac surgery expert dared to take the case.
The little girl couldn’t even speak yet.
What a tragedy.
Yu Yue felt a pang of sympathy.
For a moment, she couldn’t make up her mind.
Fortunately, Li Kui didn’t pressure her.
At 3 p.m., Beijing Airport.
Just as Li Kui parked the car, Yu Yue received a notification of the transfer.
“I’m a rich woman now,” Yu Yue calmly told Li Kui.
Li Kui took Yu Yue’s phone and carefully, earnestly, counted the zeros several times before finally making sense of the amount.
“We’ll have to open a case of ’82 Lafite tonight,” Li Kui said, handing the phone back to her.
“Is one case enough? How about ten or eight cases?”
“I doubt the distributor even has ten cases in stock.”
“Wait, are you saying it has to be Lafite from ’82? Can’t we go with Romanée-Conti?”
Li Kui nodded eagerly: “Of course we can. As long as you’re paying, I’ll drink anything—even beer is fine.”
Yu Yue: “…”
At half past three, Lin Lan emerged, striding gracefully in high heels and professional attire, pulling a sleek, compact suitcase behind her.
As she walked, she removed her sunglasses and waved toward Yu Yue.
Just as Yu Yue was about to step forward, Li Kui suddenly tugged at her sleeve and said in a low voice, “Now I finally understand why that little girl looked so strangely familiar.”
“…”