"Do you have ti to perform the surgery for now?" Feng Xiling asked bluntly, staring intently at her.
"If you’re in a hurry, I can start preparing," Qiao Qiqi replied.
"My vision has been getting blurry lately; sotis it’s completely black, sotis I can see clearly. I don’t want to delay anymore." Feng Xiling lifted a cup of tea and handed it to her.
"...Alright, I’ll contact the hospital and use the operating room, but let clarify, I can’t guarantee a one hundred percent success."
Qiao Qiqi was ninety percent confident, which ant quite a high success rate.
"I’ve already arranged for the operating room, and all the dicines are ready. All you need to do is perform the surgery for ." Feng Xiling had co fully prepared.
He was cautious about his life and wouldn’t easily entrust it to others.
Even for the surgery, he had to be in control!
"That’s fine, how about this: give your dical records and the recent scans, and I’ll study them further."
Feng Xiling handed over all his dical records to her.
Qiao Qiqi opened them and noticed there was a slight difference between the scans and what she saw. She stared at Feng Xiling’s head for a while longer, morizing the condition of his head before putting the docunts down.
"How do you feel?" Feng Xiling asked.
"The situation is indeed very urgent. If you don’t have the surgery quickly, you’ll only be waiting for death," Qiao Qiqi said.
"It seems finding you quickly was the right call."
Feng Xiling had many things to arrange, and he could only co to her once everything was set.
The reason he had done many reckless things before was because he thought he was beyond saving. Now that he had hope, his behavior had softened recently.
Of course, if he were to die during the surgery, he would ensure countless people accompanied him in death.
This little girl was holding in her hands not just his life but the lives of millions.
Qiao Qiqi knew nothing of this; she was rely thinking about how to perform the surgery successfully and save the person in front of her.
While the two were eating, Shen Ji ca in. When Feng Xiling saw him entering, his expression flickered slightly as he raised a glass and drank while lowering his eyelashes.
"Officer Shen, what a coincidence." Qiao Qiqi frowned slightly, thinking to herself that this Officer Shen was overly inconsiderate, always interrupting her als with people.
"Miss Qiao still owes a al; you haven’t forgotten already, have you?" Shen Ji sat down by himself.
Qiao Qiqi, "..."
"Of course I haven’t forgotten. Isn’t this in the process of being arranged? To invite Officer Shen for dinner, it can’t be so casual," Qiao Qiqi feigned a smile and deflected.
Shen Ji, "..."
"Do you believe what you’re saying?"
Qiao Qiqi chuckled awkwardly; she indeed planned to renege, as she didn’t quite like this Officer Shen. Her intuition told her it’d be best to steer clear.
Shen Ji looked at the man in odd attire sitting opposite, asking, "This one doesn’t look like a Manchester person, right? May I ask where you are from, sir?"
"I’m Feng Xiling, a Philadelphian." Feng Xiling greeted Shen Ji with a natural expression, his gaze landing on the black ring on Shen Ji’s finger.
Shen Ji’s gaze also fell on the red ring on Feng Xiling’s finger.
"Mr. Feng feels familiar to , have we t before?" Shen Ji raised his head and asked.
Qiao Qiqi poured herself a cup of tea to drink, not interrupting the conversation between the two, feeling sothing strange in her heart.
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