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Lan Qingqing thought for a moment and found no issues; after all, the doctors and institutions belonged to Zheng Yan.
"I agree," she said. "It will be you performing the surgery, right?"
"That depends on the arrangements over there," Ying Rong Xiao replied. "However, even if it’s not me doing it, it will definitely be someone equally skilled. Otherwise, they won’t achieve the signature results."
Lan Qingqing pondered, "Well, if it's a doctor as capable as you, there shouldn't be any problems."
Ying Rong Xiao stood up and said, "So it's settled for today? Just wait at home for the notification; someone will contact you."
Two days later.
At Lan Qingqing's home.
Mo Kai Liang returned early in the morning, carrying a black travel bag.
Lan Qingqing was brushing her teeth, hurriedly squatting beside the bag. With a toothbrush in her mouth, she asked anxiously, "Is it money? I haven't seen you for two days; did you make some money again?"
She unzipped the bag and indeed found money inside, but the top layer of bills was stained with blood.
Lan Qingqing nearly swallowed the toothpaste foam in her mouth. She turned her head nervously and asked, "Why is there blood?"
Mo Kai Liang was changing clothes, having not showered or changed for two days; he reeked of sweat.
He seemed unfazed by it. "In places like underground casinos, seeing blood is not unusual. There’s a hundred thousand here; you can deposit it when you have time. I’m too tired; I’m going to take a nap."
At this moment, Lan Qingqing wasn’t afraid anymore; after all, there was money to be made—what was there to fear? Ever since Mo Kai Liang brought back a large sum of cash, he had changed completely. However, she liked this version of him; he brought money home and spoke less nonsense, which made him seem much more charming.
She shouted at Mo Kai Liang, "I’m going to the cosmetic surgery hospital today; I’ll be hospitalized for a week. When you’re free, come visit me."
Mo Kai Liang turned and walked in front of her seriously. "Hospitalized? Aren't you pregnant? Are you getting cosmetic surgery?"
"Don’t worry; it’s all been arranged," she replied. "I’ll send you the address later. Just come see me when you have time."
She pulled out several stacks of cash from the travel bag and exclaimed, "Look at this!"
Meanwhile, at Zong Family Mansion.
Tong Le fulfilled his promise. After getting consent from Wu Youyou and Zong Family members, he brought Hou Yi to visit Wu Youyou.
Hou Yi was full of sincerity and had filled his trunk with gifts worth at least seven or eight hundred thousand.
As Tong Le got out of the car to unload the items, he complained, "You’re really crazy. I’ve never seen anyone visit friends and family with gold; are you planning to propose?"
Hou Yi carried bags of various sizes and looked up at Zong Family Mansion in awe. This place was impressive.
Hou Yi turned his head and asked, "Is my rival at home?"
Tong Le, puzzled, replied, "Who do you have a grudge against now?"
With a slight smile, Hou Yi said, "You know very well—it's my love rival, Zong Zeyu."
Tong Le rolled his eyes. "Both of them are out today. Only Aunt and Wu Youyou are at home; the brothers are busy with work."
Hou Yi felt a bit disappointed, thinking he might have the chance to spar with someone.
Tong Le casually remarked, "If you're itching for a fight, just scratch the wall!"
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