222: Chapter 222 Su Mo is extremely anxious, Qin Yi is filled with anxiety.

Watching Wang Hao and Zhou Qian's figures drift further and further away until they finally disappeared from sight, Liu Changshan turned around and looked at Qin Yi with a smile: "Student Qin Yi, shall we go to my office to chat more about the donation we discussed earlier?"

At this moment, Qin Yi was thinking about something else, his brows furrowing slightly as a hint of hesitation appeared.

He actually didn't want to have any more entanglements with Su Mo, but deep down, he was vaguely worried about whether any unexpected situations might arise. After all, Su Mo had just been at Xu Qian's place for an interview, and now she was suddenly unreachable, which inevitably made him feel a bit uneasy.

After a moment of contemplation, Qin Yi looked up at Liu Changshan and said in a calm tone: "Dean Liu, please wait a moment. I need to make a phone call, it won't take long."

"No problem, Student Qin Yi, please go ahead." Liu Changshan nodded in agreement, his face still maintaining a warm smile.

Qin Yi thanked him, then took his phone and walked aside, putting some distance between himself and the two others. After stopping, he looked at the contacts on his phone, hesitated slightly, and finally decided to call his younger sister, Qin Xiaoyue.

Meanwhile, in the conference room on the 13th floor of the Bund Center T3 Office Building, the interview work of Xu Qian and Qin Xiaoyue was still in full swing. Suddenly, the phone Qin Xiaoyue had placed on the table began to buzz, interrupting the interviewee's self-introduction.

Qin Xiaoyue quickly picked up the phone to look and found that the caller ID was Qin Yi's name. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a bit guilty. She turned to look at Xu Qian beside her and whispered: "General Manager Xu, I'm going out to take a call, I'll be back soon."

Xu Qian glanced at the caller ID on Qin Xiaoyue's phone, a flash of understanding crossing her eyes. She nodded slightly, signaling for Qin Xiaoyue to go out and take the call.

Qin Xiaoyue tiptoed out of the conference room and answered the phone. She lowered her voice and asked, feeling a bit guilty: "Brother, why are you calling at this time?"

"Qin Xiaoyue, you're something else, trying to stir up trouble for me, aren't you?" Qin Yi's voice came through the receiver, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.

"Oh, Brother, you've misunderstood. How would I dare to stir up trouble for you?" Qin Xiaoyue hurriedly explained, her tone revealing a bit of grievance, "I really just made a mistake, I absolutely had no other intentions. Believe me."

"A mistake? This kind of mistake really makes me feel flattered." Qin Yi hummed coldly, clearly dissatisfied with Qin Xiaoyue's explanation, "Tell me, what exactly were you thinking? Why did you let Su Mo come for an interview? Do you think my life is too comfortable and you want to find some excitement for me?"

"Brother, I swear, it really was just a mistake, I absolutely had no other intentions." Qin Xiaoyue defended herself anxiously, her tone becoming increasingly aggrieved, "You know, I stayed up all night, there were so many resumes in the inbox, how could I possibly read through them all? If I had known that the one submitting the resume was Su Mo, there is no way I would have brought her here."

"Alright then," the corners of Qin Yi's mouth curled up with a sly look as he continued, "Stop acting so pitiful. Let me ask you, what's the situation now? How is Sister Qianqian feeling?"

"Hehe, Brother, don't worry. Su Mo wasn't hired."

"Oh? Why is that?" Qin Yi's brows raised slightly, and he asked curiously, "Did Sister Qianqian not agree to hire her?"

Thinking about it, that made sense. Who would want to work in the same company as their boyfriend's ex?

But to everyone's surprise, Qin Xiaoyue responded: "It's not that. After Sister Qianqian called you, she talked to Su Mo privately. I don't know what they talked about specifically, but Sister Qianqian originally intended to keep her. However, Su Mo might have already known about the relationship between Sister Qianqian and you, so she eventually chose to leave. Brother, you really don't need to worry, this was just a false alarm."

"I see, then I understand." Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt uneasy, always feeling as if something bad was about to happen. No, he still had to find a way to contact her, he hoped nothing bad would actually happen.

Therefore, Qin Yi said casually, "Alright, you guys continue with the interviews, I won't disturb you anymore." Saying this, he prepared to hang up the phone.

However, Qin Xiaoyue didn't seem to want to end the call just yet. She hurriedly added: "Wait, Brother, I haven't reported our interview results to you yet. This morning, Sister Qianqian and I recruited quite a few excellent talents for the media company. Among them, there are fifteen streamers, and their combined fan count is already close to ten million. How about that? Do you want to hold a celebration party together?"

"Well done, keep up the good work! I won't talk anymore, I still have some things to do, hanging up." After saying that, Qin Yi hung up the phone.

Qin Xiaoyue looked at the phone screen, curled her lips, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Tch, what the heck! What do you mean 'well done,' it was 'extremely well done,' alright..."

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After hanging up, Qin Yi thought for a moment, his fingers sliding quickly across the screen, and he dialed Shen Jianan's number again.

At this moment, Shen Jianan was inside a National Security safe house, interrogating Chen Mo in the confinement room with Ye Qingcheng, and her phone had no signal at all.

Seeing that he couldn't get through to Shen Jianan, Qin Yi pondered for a moment, then directly opened the Miniature Bionic Tracker app, quickly found Su Mo's image in the past video database, and set her as the new target object.

Immediately after, a map-like navigation trajectory appeared on the real-time interface of the Miniature Bionic Tracker, and that little red dot was moving rapidly towards the target point.

Qin Yi stared closely at the screen, unable to help but feel confused: Why did Su Mo return to Zhijiang? Is she planning to leave Shanghai?

However, the Miniature Bionic Tracker was over a hundred kilometers away from Su Mo's location, but at its speed, it should only take about ten or twelve minutes to arrive. He took a deep breath, temporarily pushing down the doubts in his heart, put away his phone, and turned to walk towards Liu Changshan and the other person who had been waiting.

"Sorry to keep you two waiting." Qin Yi said to Liu Changshan and Li Xitong with an apologetic look.

"Haha, Student Qin Yi, no need to be polite. So, shall we go to my office to continue our chat?" Liu Changshan proposed.

"Yes, okay, please lead the way, Dean Liu." Qin Yi nodded in response.

Subsequently, the three walked towards the teaching building together.

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At this moment, Su Mo, with a bag over her shoulder, rushed out of the crowded high-speed railway station, her face full of anxiety. She quickly hailed a taxi, sat in the back seat, and said to the driver in an urgent tone: "Driver, go to Zhijiang First People's Hospital, please hurry!"

She took out her phone, wanting to call her mother, but found the screen pitch black. Su Mo's heart sank, and a look of panic appeared on her face. She hurriedly asked the driver for help: "Driver, do you have a charging cable for an Apple phone? My phone is out of power."

The driver was a middle-aged man. He glanced at Su Mo and quickly took out a 10-in-1 USB charging cable from the armrest box and handed it to Su Mo: "I have it, Android, Apple, Nokia, I have all models."

"Thank you, thank you, driver!" Su Mo gratefully took the charging cable and quickly found the interface for her iPhone and plugged it in. The moment the screen lit up, she saw a series of missed calls, and her heart became even more panicked. But when she saw that the caller was Zhou Qian, she let out a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

She didn't call Zhou Qian back immediately, but instead dialed her mother's number directly. After ringing a few times, it was finally answered. Su Mo's voice trembled slightly: "Mom, I've already gotten off the high-speed train and am on my way to the hospital. How is Dad?"

On the other end of the line, her mother's voice was a bit low, but the initial tension and panic could no longer be heard: "Your dad is still in surgery."

Hearing this, the heavy stone in Su Mo's heart landed slightly. She comforted her mother: "Mom, don't worry too much, I'll be there soon." After finishing, she hung up the phone, gripped the phone tightly with both hands, and looked ahead with an anxious expression.

The taxi driver saw the change in Su Mo's expression through the rearview mirror and asked softly: "Young lady, is a family member sick?"

Su Mo nodded gently: "Yes, my dad, acute cerebral infarction." As she spoke, her eye sockets turned slightly red, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she held them back, not letting them fall.

Seeing this, the driver's heart softened, and he comforted her: "Young lady, don't be too sad. You are so filial, your father will definitely get better." He stepped on the gas pedal, and the car accelerated towards the hospital.

More than ten minutes later, the taxi stopped steadily at the main entrance of Zhijiang First People's Hospital. Su Mo quickly scanned the code to pay, thanked the driver, got out of the car in a hurry, and ran towards the emergency building.

Taking the elevator to the fourth floor, Su Mo rushed out of the elevator anxiously, looked around, quickly confirmed the direction of the operating room, and ran over there with quick steps.

On the rest chair outside the operating room, Su Mo's mother had her hands clasped tightly together, her finger joints white from excessive force. But her gaze was fixed firmly on the red light lit up above the operating room, her eyes revealing deep helplessness.

"Mom, I'm back." Su Mo called out softly, bent down and squatted, reaching out to hold her mother's cold hand tightly.

Su Mo's mother turned her head, and the moment she saw her daughter, a flash of joy crossed her eyes, followed immediately by tears streaming out. She gripped Su Mo's hand back tightly, choking with sobs: "Mo Mo, you're finally back. Mom was so scared, so scared that your dad would just leave like this..."

"Mom, it's okay, Dad will definitely be fine..." Su Mo's tears also slid down from her eyes as she said chokingly.

After waiting for a while longer, the red light flashing at the entrance of the operating room suddenly turned green. Immediately after, with a creak, the door of the operating room slowly opened. A male doctor wearing a white coat walked out and took off his mask.

Su Mo and her mother hurriedly stepped forward and asked in unison: "Doctor, how is my husband (my dad)?" Both of their gazes were tightly locked on the doctor's face, fearing to miss any bit of information.

Looking at the anxious expressions of the mother and daughter, the male doctor said in a calm tone: "Don't be anxious yet, the surgery was very successful, and the patient was sent here very promptly. Next, it depends on the patient's recovery situation."

Hearing this news, both Su Mo and her mother let out a long sigh of relief, their faces revealing smiles of relief: "That's great, that's great. Mom, I told you, Dad would be fine!"

However, the doctor's next words made their mood tighten up again: "However, for patients with this kind of acute cerebral infarction, the post-operative recovery period is at least three to six months. Moreover, there may be some sequelae. You family members must be mentally prepared."

Su Mo and her mother looked at each other, the joy in their eyes gradually fading, replaced by full worry. They nodded silently, indicating they understood the doctor's meaning.

At this time, the doctor said again: "After the patient comes out later, he needs to be observed in the ICU for 24 hours. If the recovery is good, he can be transferred to a general ward for recuperation. Well... you go to the inpatient department to pay the fees first, so I can arrange the hospitalization matters."

"Okay doctor, thank you for your hard work, I will go to pay the fees now." Su Mo nodded in response.

Subsequently, the doctor walked towards his office. At this time, Su Mo's mother took out a bank card from her bag and stuffed it into Su Mo's hand, saying: "Mo Mo, you go pay the fees, I'll wait here for your dad to come out." As Su Mo's mother said this, she leaned close to Su Mo and lowered her voice, "By the way, you can also go to the ATM and withdraw another two thousand yuan, remember to buy an envelope, and give it to the doctor later."

"No need, Mom, I have money. You keep the bank card." Su Mo said firmly, gently stuffing the bank card back into her mother's hand. Afterward, she turned and ran quickly towards the payment window.

Ten minutes later, Su Mo, holding the payment receipt and hospitalization procedures in her hand, returned to the door of the operating room. Her mother immediately greeted her and asked with slight nervousness: "Mo Mo, how much money did you pay?"

Su Mo smiled slightly at her mother and said with a feigned ease: "Not much, Mom, don't worry. I've graduated now, I can earn money myself."

Although Su Mo said this, in fact, the surgery fee alone was close to fifty thousand, and the ICU ward cost more than ten thousand a day. Added with not knowing how long he would need to stay, the costs added up, causing her bank card balance to shrink rapidly. Although her father had medical insurance, she still had to pay the money out of pocket first, and many drugs and equipment were not reimbursable.

At this time, her mother handed the bank card to Su Mo again, patted her hand gently and said: "Mo Mo, you just graduated, how much money can you earn? Your dad and I have saved some money over the years, which was originally intended to be your dowry. Now that this has happened, you take this card first, and use it if necessary."

Su Mo originally wanted to say something else, but at this moment the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and two nurses pushed her father out.

Su Mo had no choice but to take the bank card first and quickly greeted them. She looked at her father lying on the hospital bed, still in a coma, with gauze wrapped around his head and a breathing mask on his nose and mouth. Her heart ached, and tears welled up again uncontrollably, sliding down her cheeks.

"Old Su! How are you?" Su Mo's mother shouted anxiously, her voice carrying a hint of tremor.

Su Mo also choked up and said: "Dad, how are you? Can you hear me? I'm Mo Mo, I'm back from Shanghai..."

A nurse on the side urged: "Family members, please calm down! The patient's anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, he is still in a coma, he needs to be taken into the ICU for observation first, family members, please wait outside."

After saying this, the two nurses pushed the hospital bed towards the direction of the elevator, and Su Mo and her mother followed closely beside them, entering the elevator together.