"Really, that's just wonderful!" Li Xiang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, his previous dejection replaced by renewed vigor.
Yun Bu Ji, however, felt a deepening in his gaze. He didn't believe in manna from heaven. He remembered Jiang Mian Mian mentioning she had an uncle in the hospital, and given her family's influence, her uncle was surely no ordinary doctor.
Could it be her?
Besides her, Yun Bu Ji couldn't think of anyone else who could orchestrate such a grand gesture. In this moment, though grateful, a heavy stone seemed to press upon his chest, making it difficult to breathe.
"Brother Yun, what's wrong? You look so unwell," Li Xiang noticed his shift in mood.
"I'm going to make a call." Yun Bu Ji turned and left.
He dialed Mian Mian's number. Mian Mian answered, "Hello, what's up? I was about to go to sleep."
"Thank you." Yun Bu Ji had a thousand words he wanted to say, but they all coalesced into this single phrase.
Mian Mian knew he was smart, but she hadn't expected him to be so certain it was her.
"It was just a small thing. I've met Zhou Hao a few times, and I couldn't just stand by and watch. Don't worry, once my uncle is there, there won't be any problems," Mian Mian said.
Yun Bu Ji couldn't help but smile. It wasn't just her uncle who came; her uncle had brought a team of experts. It was clear her uncle doted on her. If she made a request, he would go all out to fulfill it for her.
She was a happy little princess, yet he had nothing to give her.
"How did you know Zhou Hao was injured and hospitalized?" Yun Bu Ji found it strange how she knew.
"Qian Xiao Guo told me. She saw you at the hospital with your mom today and asked the nurse what was happening," Mian Mian dared not tell him she had sent bodyguards to protect him, fearing he would get angry.
Yet, lying also made her feel uncomfortable.
"Mhm, thank you, Mian Mian." Yun Bu Ji was truly, deeply grateful. She had given Zhou Hao a greater chance to live.
"Don't thank me. You're very good to me too. Relax, with my uncle involved, Zhou Hao will definitely be fine." Mian Mian felt Jin Lan was like a medical deity; as long as he intervened, any illness could be cured.
"Mhm, I know. Get some sleep, then." Yun Bu Ji checked the time; it was almost midnight.
"Okay, you go find a place to rest too. Don't stay up, or you won't have the energy to look after Zhou Hao," Mian Mian reminded him.
"I know. Go to sleep obediently now." Yun Bu Ji didn't want her to stay up late again because of his affairs.
"Got it. You be good too. I'll ask my uncle to find you a place to rest," Mian Mian said.
"Don't trouble your uncle anymore. He's already worked hard. I can take care of myself." Yun Bu Ji's heart was warm. Only now did he realize how fortunate it was to have someone by his side.
He truly, deeply cherished this feeling.
"Alright then, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight." Mian Mian hung up the phone.
Yun Bu Ji held his phone and suddenly felt his face was wet. He touched it and realized there were tears. He, who hadn't cried in so long, not since his grandfather passed away, was crying today out of sheer emotion.
He was so grateful to this girl. She was the brightest light shining into his bleak life, not only illuminating it but also guiding him forward.
Indeed, with the expert's treatment, Zhou Hao's condition saw a qualitative leap.