The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 620: Meet at 244, incident occurred at _2

She was the epitome of casual and relaxed.

Just walking from the dormitory gate to the corner, she drew the gaze of everyone around her.

The not-so-bright street lights cast shaking tree shadows on the ground.

The moon hung high above the treetops, so faint it was nearly indiscernible.

“Did Grandpa make you new clothes?” Jiang Fulai asked, eyeing the garment she wore that he hadn’t seen before.

The clothes had been brought over by Ji Heng from Xiangcheng last time.

...

Looking down at the turquoise vine on her dress, Bai Lian replied simply, “Mhm.”

Before she could finish, Jiang Fulai wrapped his left arm around her waist from behind, his long, strong fingers clasped at her side, drawing her close, “Congratulations on the new semester.”

“Have you finished work?” Bai Lian touched his slightly cool fingers with her fingertips.

“Sort of,” Jiang Fulai quietly embraced her for a moment before asking, “Have you eaten dinner?”

“I had dinner at Grandpa’s before coming here.”

“Oh,” Jiang Fulai held her hand and went straight to the point, “I haven’t eaten yet.”

The girls’ dorm in the Nanmei District was closer to the second canteen. At this hour, the privately-owned stores on the second floor of the canteen were likely still open. Bai Lian lifted her head, “Let’s go to the second canteen.”

Jiang Fulai wasn’t picky about food.

He would eat the fine dishes selected in Kangyu Tower as well as the boxed meals distributed in the lab.

Bai Lian ordered two dishes for him and got a bowl of rice. He brought the food back, sitting in the cafeteria that didn’t quite suit his aura. He leisurely took out his phone, snapped a photo of the two dishes, and sent it to Academician Ma—

[Have you had dinner yet?]

Academician Ma, who had just got out of the car, spared a moment to reply with a symbol: […]

When Bai Lian returned with two bottles of water, he was still typing at his leisure.

Upon seeing her, he put away his phone discreetly and changed the subject, “How are they doing with their studies? How is the exam preparation going?”

Jiang Fulai was referring to the second round of admissions for the Tongfeng class.

Since leaving the base, he hadn’t sent so much as a punctuation mark to Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

Bai Lian twisted the cap on the water bottle, glanced at his phone, placed the water beside him, and casually sat down, “Not bad.”

“Oh.” Jiang Fulai had just been making conversation, asking casually.@@novelbin@@

If those two didn’t get in, they’d have to face him.

**

Kong Wei was too lazy to go downstairs and asked Bai Lian to bring back a pack of trash bags from the supermarket on the ground floor when she returned.

By the time Bai Lian got back to the dorm, the roommate across from her, Xun Qian, had already returned from the library.

Xun Qian was tall, with chestnut-colored curly hair, and she seemed a bit distant.

“Thanks.” Kong Wei took the trash bags, fitted one onto her bin, and remembering the earlier discussion, introduced Bai Lian to Xun Qian, “Bai Lian, this is Xun Qian, a local from Jiangjing who just came back from the library. But Xun Qian, are you really considering the Tongfeng class?”

After greeting Xun Qian, Bai Lian messaged Jiang Fulai to tell him she was back in the dorm.

Xun Qian, hearing that Bai Lian was from Beicheng, withdrew her gaze.

“I’m just giving it a try.” Xun Qian picked up her nightgown, nodded slightly to Kong Wei, and pushed the door to enter the bathroom.

Not much for conversation.

Beauty brings a sense of distance, and it’s rare these days to find someone as beautiful and approachable as Bai Lian.

After Xun Qian entered the bathroom, Yu Simin spoke to the two of them, “The Tongfeng class only tests mathematics and physics. The national team goes a bit more extreme, like a second-round admission test. The Tongfeng class is the real deal – most of them can get into a lab as first-years.”

Those from the national team were directly specially recruited into the Tongfeng class; the other spots were few and far between.

Those who entered Jiang University through the normal college entrance exam had to take a second-round admission test to get in.

Bai Lian looked down at her phone, where He Wen, who hadn’t shown up for a while, had sent her several documents.

She took the laptop from the bed, logged into WeChat, and downloaded the document He Wen had sent her.

Kong Wei looked at Bai Lian’s laptop, with its default background. Aside from a few graphic design programs, there was also a video app; there were no games or other entertainment software icons.

**

Meanwhile.

In the residence of Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun, Ji Shaojun had just finished training, and Xiaojie and others had just left.

Ji Shaojun’s phone rang.

It was a call from Ji Heng, and his voice was very grave, “Go to the Jiang University Affiliated Hospital. Mu Lan was in a car accident on the road, she’s still in the operating room.”

“What?” Ji Shaojun immediately stood up.

If Ji Heng was calling him, there was only one reason: Ji Mulan needed a blood transfusion.

Part of the reason he had married Shen Qing was because she also had Panda Blood.

Hearing that Ji Mulan was in the hospital, Shen Qing also grabbed her bag and hurriedly followed Ji Shaojun out. The last time in Xiangcheng, if not for Ji Mulan and Bai Lian, she would have lost her life in an instant.

They hurriedly rushed to the hospital.

The nurse led Shen Qing away to draw blood and said, “We’ve already called the person in charge of the Panda Blood record, but we don’t know if anyone will come. You should be prepared, the patient is in great danger.”

Panda Blood was always fearful of any incident.

Ji Heng was still able to remain calm at this moment. He looked at the heavily injured Xu En, “You go and get your wound treated first.”

Xu En looked at the lit operating room and just shook his head, “That car…”

Ji Heng patted his shoulder and looked intently at the entrance of the emergency room.

Old Madam Xu had just arrived, leaning on her cane, her expression panicked, “What on earth happened?”

Shen Qing had two large tubes of blood drawn.

Inside the emergency room, the doctor came out with the patient consent form for surgery, and a crowd of people immediately gathered around, “Does the patient have any family medical history?”

“Her mother…” Ji Heng took a sharp breath, “died of malignant hyperthermia.”

The doctor looked up at Ji Heng with a changed expression, then immediately called out for the nurse: “Go and check if the anesthesiology department has dantrolene!” Then he turned back in a rush, “Both the mother and the fetus are in great danger right now, and no volunteers have come to donate blood. I suggest transferring to the Jiangjing General Hospital in Xingjiang District, where they have the best facilities and the most advanced research institutes. We’ll report to our superiors as quickly as possible.”

The danger was evident from his words.

“Let’s transfer hospitals quickly,” Shen Qing said anxiously, pressing her wrist, and looked towards Ji Shaojun, “Mr. Lance, would it work if you said he’d come?”

They still didn’t know what malignant hyperthermia was.

Ji Shaojun soothed her, “Mr. Lance is a surgeon, not a gynecologist.”

Shen Qing, when anxious, tended to blurt out rashly. Old Madam Xu got a headache listening to her. What Lance or not Lance?

“Stop the noise,” Old Madam Xu directed her gaze at Xu En and calmly instructed, “You call Director Li and ask if he could arrange an emergency transfer.”

Director Li was a physician known to Xu En from Jiangjing General Hospital. Previously in Xiangcheng, Xu En had also called him. Taking out his phone, Xu En dialed the chief physician; it was very late, and the matter was urgent: “Car accident? Panda Blood? Pregnant woman? Malignant hyperthermia?”

Any hospital would dare not accept just a combination of any two of these factors, not to mention four buffs together; it would be fit for publishing in ‘Nature’.

“Old friend, why is it that every time something happens, it’s this complicated?” The chief physician was also troubled, “Even in our hospital, it’s a life-and-death situation. I’ll ask the anesthesiology department if they have dantrolene and send it over to you immediately!”

Obviously, they couldn’t transfer hospitals. Ji Heng decisively turned around and asked, “Xiaochen?”

The butler supported the old lady and addressed Ji Heng very respectfully, “Eldest Master Ji, the General Hospital is not managed by the Chen Family… it’s part of Xingjiang General Hospital… The hospital also has its own protocols…”

“Mr. Chen can’t do anything?” Shen Qing twirled her fingers, “I’ll draw some more blood for her, shall we call Alian over?”

Bai Lian also had Panda Blood, although Shen Qing did not want her to donate blood for Ji Mulan, the nurse was refusing her blood donation now.

Bai Lian.

Upon mentioning Bai Lian, the agitated Ji Heng finally remembered. He recalled the night from many years ago, his eyes deep and determined as he took out his phone and called Bai Lian. He didn’t ask her to come and donate blood but simply asked, “Alian, can you get in touch with Xiaojiang?”

Jiang Fulai had just returned. Nobody had been informed, not even Jiang He.