The next day, morning.

At Jing'an Hospital in Haiping City, a low-tier hospital with the only advantage being its relatively low costs. Many impoverished families who can’t afford treatment at larger hospitals choose to come here.

In a patient room on the fifth floor of the hospital, Yao Ziyu was sitting in the room, peeling an apple, while on the bed lay a man in his fifties, wearing an oxygen mask, with a slightly pale and sickly complexion.

This was Yao Ziyu's father, Yao Yanqing.

Looking at Yao Yanqing, a trace of worry flashed across Yao Ziyu’s face. Yao Yanqing's condition had suddenly worsened earlier, and he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. It had been a hard struggle to pull him back from the brink of death.

He was still unconscious.

But thinking of Li Ze’s promise, Yao Ziyu’s face broke into a smile.

Li’s Hospital was the best in Haiping City, even the top in the entire Linzhou region!

At that moment, a doctor in a white coat, around thirty years old, walked in and smiled, "Miss Yao, let’s talk outside about your father’s condition."

Upon seeing this doctor, Yao Ziyu’s eyes filled with anger.

Xu Zhiwen, Yao Yanqing’s attending physician, had an uncle who was a department head. He was infatuated with Yao Ziyu’s appearance and had made a proposition: if she agreed to be with him, he would reduce Yao Yanqing’s medical expenses.

How could Yao Ziyu agree to such a thing?

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Naturally, she angrily rejected his offer.

Xu Zhiwen became infuriated, feeling that Yao Ziyu was ungrateful, and began to deliberately make things difficult for her in various ways, even resorting to threats!

Yao Ziyu reported the situation to the hospital, but Xu’s uncle suppressed the matter each time, leaving it unresolved.

Moreover, she couldn’t afford to escalate the situation.

After all, Yao Yanqing still needed treatment here!

This time, Yao Ziyu showed no fear. “Alright, let’s talk.”

The two walked downstairs and went outside.

As they walked, Xu Zhiwen laughed and said, “Miss Yao, have you thought about my offer? Have you considered my conditions?”

“I’ve already made my decision.”

Xu Zhiwen's smile grew even wider. “Oh, I wonder what Miss Yao’s choice is…”

“I refuse!”

Yao Ziyu said coldly.

Xu Zhiwen's expression darkened immediately. “Miss Yao, your father’s condition is quite serious right now. You should think this through.”

In his view, she was being incredibly ungrateful!

Yao Ziyu said, “You don’t need to worry about that. I’ll arrange for my father to be transferred to another hospital right away.”

Xu Zhiwen sneered repeatedly. “Transfer? Where do you think you can transfer him to?”

“To Li’s Hospital!”

Xu Zhiwen was momentarily stunned, then he stopped in his tracks and burst into laughter, almost in tears from laughing so hard. “Haha, Li’s Hospital? Miss Yao, are you trying to make me laugh? Do you know what level Li’s Hospital is at? That’s a subsidiary hospital of Li’s Group!”

“You can’t even afford to stay at our Jing’an Hospital, and you’re thinking of going somewhere else?”

“Buzz~”

Yao Ziyu’s phone rang. She answered it, and Li Ze’s voice came through: “I’ve arrived.”

“Arrived?” Yao Ziyu looked around in surprise but couldn't spot Li Ze's figure.

“I’m already seeing you,” Li Ze said with a light laugh. “Look up and step aside a bit.”

Xu Zhiwen, still sneering beside her, said, “Miss Yao, I suggest you think again—”

His voice cut off abruptly.

He heard a deafening roar coming from above.

Xu Zhiwen looked up and was instantly stunned.

In the sky above, a massive object, dozens of meters long, hovered in the air, blocking out the sunlight and casting a menacing, cold shadow on the ground. The helicopter’s propellers churned, whipping up a fierce wind.

What shocked Xu Zhiwen even more was the emblem on the helicopter’s body, a symbol known to everyone in Haijing City.

It represented... Li’s Group!