Looking at Zuzi’s smile, the Vice President, who just wanted to hold his head and cry, wished he could bite off his tongue and swallow back the words he had spoken.
Those casually made wishes actually ca true!
The Old President patted his shoulder with emotion: "Feng Kucha, I didn’t expect you to make such a wish. I have always believed in science and never superstition. I appreciate your filial respect. If you’re really diagnosed with cancer, you should get proper treatnt, trust the doctors, trust in science."
Vice President: "..."
Old Uncle, I wish science could save !
The dical staff from the hepatobiliary departnt ca in, helping the petrified Vice President out. Outside the operating room, mbers of the Feng Family could not hold back and entered one by one. Seeing the Old President truly awake, they were utterly amazed.
"You’re finally awake. We’ve been so worried about you these days!"
"It’s good that you’re awake. Now you can rest and not rush into handling state affairs."
"It seems we were right to listen to Mr. Bo. The surgery was necessary, and Mr. Bo did have foresight!"
Soone excitedly ntioned Bao Gucheng.
Sensing the atmosphere was off, they quickly shut their mouth.
The Old President furrowed his brow and asked, "Was it Commander Bao who decided on the surgery for ? The young man truly has courage. Where is he?"
No one dared to answer.
Previously, soone leaked to the dia that Bao Gucheng indulged Zuzi to practice dicine illegally, leading to a failed operation. Out of anger, they collaborated with the Vice President, signing the lawsuit, demanding Bao Gucheng be severely punished and jailed.
Now, they couldn’t even show their face.
Unaware of the whole story, the Old President’s brow furrowed even deeper.
Then, a lazy, casual voice arose beside him: "Him? Your family’s youngsters locked him in a dark cell. It’s cold, damp, and he’s hungry..."
Everyone’s faces turned more embarrassed, wishing they could hide in a crack.
Bai Fei almost burst out laughing: "..."
Little Fairy, you really have a way with words. The vivid image of Mr. Bo languishing in jail makes almost stop being jealous.
The Old President’s expression grew serious: "You unfilial ones, treating Commander Bao this way? Such heartlessness! While I was asleep, no one kept you in check, and you’re this reckless? Is a brain sothing no one here possesses?"
Faces burning with sha, they wanted the earth to swallow them up.
With Bao Gucheng absent, they could only bow deeply to Zuzi, acknowledging their mistake: "Miss Zuzi, we blindly followed others, lacking sense. Please be generous and forgive our ignorance..."
The Feng Family relatives present, all reputable and senior, uniformly bowed, so even knelt, but Zuzi didn’t lift an eyelid, as if accepting such gestures was customary.
Bai Fei was secretly amazed once more.
The Old President’s eyes deepened as he lifted his eyebrows to look at Zuzi: "This young lady... are you, like Commander Bao, also my savior?"
Bai Fei frantically raised his hand in the back: , , , Old President, I am too!
No one paid him attention; their focus was all on Zuzi.
Zuzi slightly curved her lips: "I wouldn’t say I’m a savior."
There was a collective sigh of relief, thinking Miss Zuzi was rather modest.
Little did they know her next words would be: "After all, I’m your Ancestor, saving you is just my duty."
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