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At the exit of the passenger passage, Qi Luoling saw her close friend Xu Xiaoya standing outside the railing.
Xu Xiaoya was a year older than her. The year they met, they were only seven or eight years old, attending elementary school together. They went through elementary school, middle school, and even attended the same university. Xu Xiaoya studied fashion design while Qi Luoling majored in Chinese. No matter how time passed, Xu Xiaoya remained her best female friend; their bond was like that of sisters, and they shared everything.
Xu Xiaoya was dressed in a black spring suit, her hair styled in a bun, presenting a capable image of a career woman. It was no wonder she called herself a staunch single.
Upon seeing Qi Luoling, she excitedly waved at her.
Qi Luoling walked up to her and smiled, saying, "Such a beautiful woman and no one wants you?"
Xu Xiaoya, quick-witted, immediately retorted, "No one is pursuing me? Even Consort Feng has admirers; why are you worried about me?"
After saying that, Xu Xiaoya took her luggage and led her toward the parking lot.
"Are you okay?" Xu Xiaoya turned her head and asked seriously.
Qi Luoling fell silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I feel like many things might be destined."
"Don't be disheartened. It might be because of Gu Tianye's departure that you've been hit so hard that you can't let go yet. But everything will eventually pass," Xu Xiaoya comforted her.
"Do you believe in fate?" Qi Luoling asked in return.
Xu Xiaoya pondered for a long time before replying, "How should I put it? Believing in fate can sometimes be a survival skill; in fact, believing in fate is harder than not believing. Even though fate can be so difficult and bumpy, we still need hope. It's like living in a gutter but still needing to look up at the stars."
Qi Luoling remained silent.
In the car, Xu Xiaoya said to her, "When you come here, just leave everything in the past behind and clear your mind. Let's go out for a walk when I have time."
Qi Luoling thought for a moment and replied, "I'm not here to relax; I'm here to find someone."
As for the secret of a music score called Devil's Sorrow that she was also searching for, Qi Luoling did not wish to discuss it. She knew very well how absurd the story behind the score was, and if she told someone else, they would surely think it was ridiculous. At the same time, she did not want to explain.
"Who are you looking for? What is that person's name?" Xu Xiaoya asked.
"I only know her last name is Dun," Qi Luoling hesitated for a long time before saying.
"You don't even know her full name; how can you find her?" Xu Xiaoya looked at her suspiciously.
"I only know she gave birth to a baby girl in 1992 at Shanghai Red House Maternity and Child Health Hospital. That's the only clue I have."
"Oh, what is your relationship with her?" Xu Xiaoya gazed at her meaningfully and said lightly.
Qi Luoling hesitated a bit, thinking of hiding some truths, and finally said, "She is a distant relative of mine. My mother has been looking for her."
From her cautious tone and what she knew about her, Xu Xiaoya understood that Qi Luoling was not being completely honest and was concealing something. However, Xu Xiaoya did not intend to pry further because she understood that most secrets are not so pleasant; curiosity killed the cat. If the other party was unwilling to share, it was also a form of protection for herself.
Of course, everyone has their own unique mental space, and even between the best friends, it's important to maintain a certain distance.
After about thirty minutes, Qi Luoling arrived at the apartment where Xu Xiaoya lived.
The apartment was not large, about forty square meters, with a small room, a kitchen connected to the living room, and a bathroom facing the living room that was just big enough for one person to turn around.
"My home is small and desolate," Xu Xiaoya said with a smile.
"I think the smaller the house, the better. Living alone in such a big place, with echoes in the empty space, how terrifying," Qi Luoling said seriously.
Xu Xiaoya cleared out two spaces from the wardrobe and drawers to stuff Qi Luoling's belongings from her suitcase into them, then said, "I still have some things to take care of at work this afternoon. Red House Hospital is not far from our company. I'll take you to Red House Hospital, and you can find out what I need to do. Whoever finishes first will call."
Qi Luoling nodded, took a few sips of water, then slung on her leaf green bag and put on her coat before following Xu Xiaoya out of the apartment.
Before coming to Shanghai, she had done her homework about Red House Hospital and was already familiar with its related information.
Shanghai Red House Maternity and Child Health Hospital, also known as Fudan University Affiliated Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, is one of the oldest obstetric and gynecological hospitals in China. In 1884, with funding from American Margaret Williamson, medical missionaries Elizabeth Roff Schneider and Elizabeth McKechnie founded the Shanghai Ximen Women and Children Hospital outside the West Gate by the Pujiang River; this was the hospital's predecessor. Because the roof was red when it was established, locals affectionately called it "Red House Hospital." It now has two campuses: Huangpu Red House Campus and Yangpu Red House Hospital. The "Red House" that Qi Luoling was looking for referred to the historic obstetrics and gynecology hospital at the Huangpu campus.
When Xu Xiaoya dropped Qi Luoling off at the entrance of Red House Hospital on Fangxie Road in Huangpu District, she got out of the car and parted ways with Xu Xiaoya.
What caught her eye were several brick-red buildings that truly lived up to their name.
Upon entering the hospital gate, she faced a tall main building; its ground floor was gray while the other floors had red exteriors, with white window frames separating each floor. There was a red spire on the left side of the building's top. To the side of the main building were several slightly shorter red structures.
Qi Luoling approached the consultation desk where staff informed her that to check a patient's medical record, she needed to go to the hospital's records office.
Following the direction indicated by the staff member, she arrived at the hospital administration's records office. The office door was open, and inside sat a girl in her twenties wearing glasses, writing something at a desk.
Qiluo Ling gently knocked on the door, and the girl did not look up, simply saying, "Come in."
When she walked to the opposite side of the girl, the girl slowly raised her head and asked, "What is it?"
"Hello, I would like to review the patient's medical records."
"Are you the patient?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not. The patient can't come by herself."
"Then what is your relationship with the patient?" The girl pushed up her glasses and said.
"I... I'm her relative," Qiluo Ling stammered.
"Do you have any proof?" The girl said casually.
"What kind of proof?" Qiluo Ling asked in confusion.
"According to the 'Regulations on the Management of Medical Institution Medical Records,' if the applicant for medical record inquiry is a close relative of the patient, they must provide a letter of authorization from the patient and valid identification for the close relative, as well as legal proof of the relationship between the applicant and the patient's close relative."
"If there is no proof, is there really no other way to access the medical records?"
"There is one other way."
"What should we do?" Qiluo Ling asked anxiously.
"That means the Public Security and Judicial Authorities can access medical records as long as they provide the necessary legal proof for evidence collection and valid identification of the personnel involved, with approval from the Ministry of Health and Education."
The girl's casual words felt like a bucket of cold water poured over her, leaving her chilled to the bone.
Qiluo Ling was extremely dejected as she listlessly walked back to Xu Xiaoya's company building. After wandering around downstairs for a long time, Qiluo Ling called Xu Xiaoya.
Xu Xiaoya told her that she had some important matters to attend to at the company and asked Qiluo Ling to come up to her office on the twentieth floor to wait.
After hanging up, Qiluo Ling looked up at the towering building in front of her. The blue glass exterior sparkled in the sunlight, densely clustered together.
She pushed open the two large doors of the building and walked inside. Before she reached the center of the lobby, a strong middle-aged security guard stopped her and asked for her access pass.
She waved her hand, explaining that she was just a visitor there to see a friend on the twentieth floor. After the security guard made a phone call to confirm her story, he asked Qiluo Ling to register her identity information.
While the security guard was speaking with Qiluo Ling, a group of people emerged from the elevator on the right side of the lobby.
Among them was a tall young man dressed in a white shirt and black suit. From the moment he first saw Qiluo Ling, he couldn't take his eyes off her, staring at her with an expression of sheer astonishment.
Even after brushing past Qiluo Ling and moving away, he couldn't help but glance back at her repeatedly until she disappeared from his sight, after which the young man continued walking in his own direction.
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