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Inside the quiet carriage.

Zhou Hui’s rough hands were tightly clasped on her lap, even her breathing became cautious.

She secretly glanced at the young man in front, then looked at her daughter beside her, filled with astonishment and great confusion.

Even though she hadn’t interacted much with Zhang Yan in daily life, she understood her daughter’s personality better than anyone, as she was her flesh and blood.

Introverted, timid, and even somewhat self-conscious.

She had only one or two close friends, and even fewer male friends.

She never knew, nor did she ever hear her daughter mention, that she actually knew such an... outstanding young man.

Moreover, their relationship was so close; if she didn’t genuinely like him, Zhang Yan would absolutely not be this intimate with him.

Over the years, she had been working at the bottom tier in the city, washing dishes in restaurant kitchens, making beds in hotels, cleaning office buildings.

She had seen countless types of people and gained some experience.

The car they were in was one of the world’s most luxurious cars, a Rolls-Royce, probably worth millions.

And the high-quality suit he was wearing was certainly not affordable for ordinary people.

This was someone who was far beyond their social class, someone living in another world.

Logically, her daughter absolutely could not intersect with such a person.

More importantly, with Zhang Yan’s personality, she wouldn’t dare have feelings for such a person.

At this moment.

Tang Song ended the call and turned around to look back.

"The hospital has been contacted, Director He happens to be available today. He’s a leading expert in lymphoma nationwide. Don’t worry, everything will be okay."

Zhang Yan’s lips moved slightly, she could only softly say, "Thank you."

"Don’t worry about Orange either." Tang Song’s gaze shifted to Zhang Yan, his tone softened, "The hospital has the most professional special care, with 24-hour shifts, they can take good care of Auntie. You don’t need to be here constantly."

Upon hearing "Orange," Zhang Yan’s tense body finally relaxed slightly.

She lifted her head, clear, timid eyes flickered, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, only managed to utter an "嗯 (mm)."

Beside her, Zhou Hui bravely looked at Tang Song; there wasn’t even a hint of superiority in his eyes but rather a deep sense of reassurance, genuine and warm.

That made her instantly breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to those powerful people she had met before, Tang Song was quite easygoing.

...

Soon, the car smoothly arrived at the Zhongshan University Affiliated Tumor Hospital.

Almost simultaneously as they got out of the car, the taxi carrying Chen Yao and the others followed closely behind.

Chen Shuangshuang, carrying a backpack, ran directly over, then held onto Zhou Hui’s other arm, softly saying, "Mom, sis."

Her tears had completely stopped, glancing at Tang Song from time to time.

Zhou Hui looked at her youngest daughter, who had always resisted Zhang Yan, becoming so obedient and amiable, and felt a burst of relief.

"Mom, take it slow, watch the steps." Chen Yao hurriedly stepped forward, her face showing concern mixed with awkwardness.

Zhou Hui frowned slightly, without responding to her.

"I’ll make a call." Tang Song said, dialing once more, simply saying, "Hello, we’re at the outpatient building entrance now."

As soon as the words fell, a group of people in white coats, wearing hospital badges, quickly walked out from the hospital’s main entrance.

Seeing Tang Song, they swiftly approached to greet him.

Leading them was a middle-aged woman in her forties, with a poised demeanor.

Her face bore a warm smile as she walked directly to Tang Song, proactively reaching out: "Hello Mr. Tang, I am Lin Wan, Director of the Hospital Administration at Zhongshan University Affiliated Tumor Hospital." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Upon hearing her introduction, Zhou Hui, Chen Yao, and the others were greatly startled.

The so-called "Hospital Administration" is actually the "Director’s Office," the core administrative department of the hospital.

They never imagined that someone so high-ranking would come to meet them.

"Hello, Director Lin, thank you for your efforts." Tang Song politely shook her hand and slightly turned to say, "This is the patient, Zhou Hui."

Zhou Hui, looking at her, was so nervous that her palms were sweating, could only instinctively nod.

"It’s all within our duty." Director Lin’s gaze gently swept over Zhou Hui and then addressed Tang Song: "All the medical records from the Pharmacy University Affiliated First Hospital have been transferred already. The expert team is currently having a preliminary meeting, conducting initial research. We can head there now."

"Yes, okay."

The six of them followed the hospital team, passing through a relatively quiet internal administrative corridor, took the elevator directly to the inpatient specialty medical center.

The environment here was in stark contrast to the bustling ordinary wards downstairs.

The floor was covered with thick carpet, meticulously trimmed green plants were placed at the corners, the air had no trace of disinfectant smell but rather a faint aroma scent.

Director Lin led them into a spacious and bright private lounge, softly saying, "Please rest here for a bit, have some water."

Zhou Hui and the others sat rigidly on the sofa, not knowing where to put their hands and feet.

This kind of "privileged" treatment, only seen in TV dramas, was something they had never imagined in their lives.

Zhang Yan secretly glanced at Tang Song beside her, feeling both reassured and flustered inside.

After waiting for some time.

The door of the lounge was pushed open once again.