Bang!
The little girl's body emitted a muffled sound but still didn't wake up.
Mo Han, however, clearly felt the foreign object stuck in the little girl's neck—that thing was indeed the culprit behind her unconsciousness!
He hurriedly lifted his palm, ready to strike again.
But to Wen Biyu and Director Lin, this action had a different implication.
"You bastard, what are you doing!" Wen Biyu exclaimed in shock, rushing forward and delivering a slap to Mo Han's cheek.
She couldn't bear to see Mo Han hitting her daughter like that.
Director Lin, his hair graying, quickly stepped forward, trying to stop Mo Han's descending hand.
At this moment, he had actually forgotten that Mo Han had just performed the mysterious Qi-control Needling technique.
Having received a slap, Mo Han's face felt a bit burning, but he couldn't afford to care about that now.
He pushed Director Lin aside and with his right hand struck the little girl's throat heavily once more, "Out!"
Whether he could save the little girl from the brink of death hinged on this moment!
With his palm strike, the little girl's body suddenly shuddered forcefully.
A "wah" sound later, a dark blood-stained jade stone shot out of the little girl's mouth.
Three seconds later, the empty room echoed with a "beep beep" sound.
Director Lin and Wen Biyu both looked towards the bedside heart monitor, and to their astonishment, both the heartbeat and pulse had resumed!
The director was the first to come to his senses. He dashed forward in a few quick steps, placing his hand on the girl's wrist, and after listening for two seconds, he shouted ecstatically, "She's alive! She's truly come back to life! Miss Shan Shan is really alive!"
"Although she's come back, she's still in a critical condition. You all need to proceed with the surgery immediately!" Mo Han roared, his body feeling indescribably exhausted.
"Okay... okay!" The director stumbled in his response, nodding and hurriedly going out to organize the medical staff for the rescue.
"This jade pendant must have been worn by your daughter around her neck before, right?" Mo Han said with a pale face, picking up the jade bead from the floor and forcing a smile, "You'll need to be more careful in the future."
Seeing the dark blood-stained bead, Wen Biyu remembered—it was the Auspicious Ruyi Bead that her cousin had given Shan Shan for her fourth birthday three months ago, wasn't it?
So it seemed that Shan Shan had accidentally swallowed the bead when she got nervous during the car accident?
To avoid disturbing Director Lin as he organized the rescue efforts, Mo Han pushed open the door and stepped outside. He was tired and wanted to smoke a cigarette outside.
...
Ten minutes later, in the emergency room's secure corridor.
"Mister Mo! I'm sorry, I was rash earlier..." Wen Biyu bowed deeply to Mo Han, her tone sincere,
"Wen Biyu always keeps her word. Although Shan Shan is not my biological daughter, I've always treated her as if she were!"
"You've saved her, which is tantamount to saving me!"
"I'm willing to fulfill the promise I made earlier and transfer all of my shares in Wen Corporation to you at no cost!"
"From today on, Mister Mo, you are the second largest shareholder of Wen Corporation!"
Mo Han shook his head slightly, reaching into his pocket for a cheap cigarette and taking a deep drag, feeling some of his fatigue diminish.
After stubbing out the cigarette, he said, "Miss Wen, I didn't help you because of the Wen Corporation shares."
"Not long ago, my daughter fell ill with leukemia, her life hanging by a thread."
"At that time, I was just like you, crying my heart out in the hospital, feeling alone and helpless."
"I helped you because I saw my past self in you, the same helpless person. You don't need to thank me."
"Keep the shares; I do not want them. But if possible, I would like to ask for a favor from Miss Wen."
"How can this be?" Wen Biyu's expression stalled, her face turning red. Could this young man really be interested in me?
This was awkward. Grandfather would never allow me to marry a divorced man, but if I didn't agree, wouldn't I be letting people down?
As if guessing what she was thinking, Mo Han quickly waved his hand, "Miss Wen, you've misunderstood. My wife and I are very close; we won't be divorcing!"
"As for the shares of Wen Corporation, truth be told, they are indeed tempting, but unfortunately, I don't like being restrained by others, so let's not mention this again."
"Eh... am I not as good as his wife?" Wen Biyu mumbled to herself before quickly regaining her composure with a slight smile. She reached into her pocket and swiftly produced a Black Gold Card, handing it over, "Mister Mo is an unearthly master, and I, Biyu, am too worldly."
"This is the Wen Corporation's super VIP card. With it, Mister Mo can freely spend at any of the Wen Corporation's subsidiary companies!"
"Additionally, it has the power to hire or fire anyone below the level of general manager!"
"This card is a small token of my regard; please accept it no matter what!""
Seeing the earnestness in Wen Biyu's expression, Mo Han no longer refused and accepted the Black Gold Card.
Wen Biyu breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject, "By the way, Mister Mo, you mentioned needing a favor just now. If there's anything I, Wen Biyu, can help with, I won't hesitate!"
Mo Han gave a wry smile and handed her the hospital bills and medication list, briefly explaining how Wang Yong had falsified information and switched medications.
"What? There are such monstrously heartless people in this world!!!" Wen Biyu fumed, speaking sternly, "Rest assured, Mister Mo, I will definitely see that justice is done in this matter!"
Half a minute later...
"Clang!"
The rest room door next to the emergency room was kicked open, and a dozen department heads all looked up.
They saw the irate Wen Family's young mistress storming in, and right behind her was Mo Han, the man who had just barged into the operating room.
At the sight of the two, Wang Yong instinctively ducked his head, inching towards the wall.
Director Lin dared not offend Wen Biyu and quickly greeted her, "Miss Wen, what happened?"
"What happened?" Wen Biyu sneered, her gaze shifting towards Wang Yong who was trying to hide against the wall, and said coldly, "You should ask him what good deeds he's done?"