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Lan Qingqing gritted her teeth against the pain and reached for the call button, but for some reason, she couldn't even manage such a simple action. Her head was spinning, and when she tried to shout, no sound came from her throat. Her vision began to sway and descend, and she simply couldn't hold on any longer; she slipped into unconsciousness once more.
When she awoke again, it was three days later.
Lan Qingqing opened her eyes to a hospital room flooded with sunlight. The familiar sound of a power drill echoed from the hallway as she took a deep breath, the strong scent of disinfectant filling the air. She couldn't tell if the smell came from outside or if it was emanating from her own body.
This time, she took a moment to gather herself, confirming that she had the strength to extend her hand. She prepared to press the call button when a figure appeared in her blurry vision—a man.
She focused her gaze and recognized him as Du Guangwei, the person in charge here.
Du Guangwei wore a concerned smile. "Ah, you’re finally awake! Do you know how many days you’ve been asleep? A full three days! You are the best sleeper I’ve ever encountered!"
His laughter was casual, as if sleeping for three days was no big deal—just a small, common occurrence.
Lan Qingqing tried to speak, but it had been so long since she last used her voice that her throat felt dry and hoarse. Her lips were in bad shape too; they felt stuck together, and when she attempted to speak, they cracked painfully.
Noticing her struggle to communicate, Du Guangwei quickly said, "Don’t rush! Here, drink some water first. You’ve only been sustained by IV fluids these past few days. Although there’s nothing abnormal, it’s best to be cautious now that you’re awake."
Gradually adjusting herself, Lan Qingqing waited until her throat felt less dry and her vision cleared. As she regained some sensation and strength in her body, she touched her side waist and winced at the pain.
Du Guangwei hurriedly cautioned her, "Don’t touch too much! You had liposuction; there are several incisions on your body. This is completely normal. But don’t worry—we’ll perform scar removal surgery for you later."
Though still sluggish in thought, Lan Qingqing wasn’t foolish. Why would there be incisions on my side? Wasn’t I supposed to have liposuction on my legs?
Suddenly feeling sharp pain in her back as well, she reached back to touch the lower part of her spine and found another incision.
Du Guangwei chuckled. "Yes, but our doctors are diligent and responsible. Following the principle of perfection, we adjusted all the areas that needed it. Since you’ve already undergone cosmetic surgery, we might as well do everything at once; otherwise, you’d have to endure more anesthesia and hassle later."
Lan Qingqing believed Du Guangwei's words; after all, she was awake now and feeling better. Removing fat from multiple areas seemed like an advantage to her.
Weakly, she asked, "How much longer until I can be discharged? I feel like my body can’t take much more of this."
Du Guangwei reassured her, "Very soon! Your recovery is exceptional; you’ll be out in no time. Just relax—every procedure went perfectly!"
Feeling slightly relieved, Lan Qingqing lay back on the hospital bed. All she could feel was an overwhelming sense of being drained; this sensation was far from pleasant. Compared to when she first arrived at the Cosmetic Surgery Institution, she felt as if she had aged over ten years.
After leaving the hospital room with a satisfied smile on his face, Du Guangwei secretly rejoiced while dialing a number.
When the call connected, he asked with concern, "How’s everything on your end? Did you get the money?"
On the other end of the line, Xiang Dai replied, "The surgery went well; the organs you sent were fresh and healthy. The client even gave an extra two hundred thousand. They mentioned they would need regular updates on this living donor's information; if further needs arise in the future, it will be at another price."
Du Guangwei chuckled slyly. "Of course! This person only has two kidneys; if they want another one after taking one out, isn’t that just buying a life? Just let them know that as long as the price is right, everything is negotiable."
Below the Cosmetic Surgery Institution, Wu Youyou had conducted an investigation and discovered that Lan Qingqing was currently inside the establishment. Wearing a mask, she looked up at the small three-story shop, which was still under renovation and not yet officially open for business. How could Lan Qingqing dare to undergo surgery here?
Three days prior, Wu Youyou had hired someone to look into Lan Qingqing's recent activities. Since the police were unable to find evidence of Lan Qingqing harming anyone, it was up to her to take matters into her own hands and seek justice for herself.
Wu Youyou's emotions had mostly stabilized since Zong Jin returned home three days ago; her heart felt settled. As long as Zong Jin and Wen were completely done with each other, she could endure anything that came her way.
In these three days, Zong Jin had remained indoors, but this morning he stepped out, though it was only for business related to Zong Group. This reassured Wu Youyou.
She did not go upstairs to search for Lan Qingqing because she had another person to meet—Hou Yi. Returning to her car, she changed direction and headed to the hotel where Hou Yi was staying.
Upon reaching the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, Wu Youyou pressed the doorbell. Hou Yi, dressed in a white bathrobe, opened the door. Seeing Wu Youyou, he instinctively raised his arm to block her entry. "What do you want? Are you here to pressure me into marriage again?"
Wu Youyou forcefully pushed his arm aside and entered the room. "Stop being ridiculous; I’m calm now." She walked in and sat down on the sofa without any small talk. "You said you saw Zhou Feng in a border country last year. Send me the address where Zhou Feng Xian is located so I can have someone check it out."
Hou Yi sat across from her and poured himself a glass of red wine. "And what will you give me in return?"
Wu Youyou reminded him, "Don’t forget that you still owe me a favor regarding Xiang Dai. You indirectly caused my troubles at the nightclub, so what do you want from me?"
This remark caught Hou Yi's attention. He took a sip of his wine and set the glass aside, feigning mystery. "I really do owe you a favor regarding Xiang Dai; I've looked into that nightclub incident."
Wu Youyou instinctively leaned forward. "So you have evidence? The culprit is Lan Qingqing, right?"
Hou Yi smirked mischievously. "Then what will you give me in return?"
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