Strongest Guard

The lights in the corridor were switched on. Occasionally, there would be some doctors or nurses hurrying by. The sound of their high heels hitting the ground was almost like stepping on Yue Zitong's heart. Every step made her entire body's nerves flinch.    

She didn't know how long she had been waiting outside. She didn't even know who had come over to talk to her while she was waiting.    

As for how many times her phone had rung in her bag, she didn't care.    

She was only immersed in self-blame and regret, constantly asking herself why she didn't see Lee Nanfang tremble under the blanket in the morning.    

"Director Yue, Director Yue?"    

It was as if someone was talking to her again, and a hand was swinging in front of her face, attracting her dazed eyes. She slowly moved, but she did not react at all.    

Suddenly, a dazzling light pierced her eyes, causing her to instinctively close her eyes and raise her hand to shield her eyes.    

"Director Yue, are you alright?"    

When the man's voice sounded again, Yue Zitong opened her eyes and finally crawled out from the abyss of regret. She returned to reality and saw Lv Mingliang.    

Lv Mingliang's face was full of worry. He was holding a small flashlight. Seeing that her eyes had become flexible, he heaved a sigh of relief.    

Only then did Yue Zitong realize that she was no longer in the corridor outside the emergency room, but lying on a sickbed inside the ward.    

"Lv, Dean Lv, is Lee Nanfang alright?"    

After waking up, she didn't bother to ask herself why she was here. She lifted her leg and got off the bed, grabbing Lv Mingliang's hand and asked anxiously.    

"It's fine, I'm out of danger."    

Lv Mingliang raised his hand to wipe his forehead. He hesitated for a moment before he smiled and comforted him, "Luckily, you delivered it in time, Director Yue. Cough, cough, drink some water."    

No matter how shameless Dean Lv was, when he praised Director Yue's ability to bring Lee Nanfang here in time, he still felt a little guilty. He stopped midsentence and turned around to fetch her water.    

If this was anyone else, Dean Lv would have long berated the family. Why did the patient arrive so late?    

Perhaps he wouldn't even accept another patient, but instead sincerely suggested that the family take the person home — and wait for death.    

Was this a joke? An adult had a fever of 40 degrees, after such a long time, his internal organs were injured and he was already vomiting blood. Even if the Great Firmament Deity came, it would not be able to save him.    

However, the person who sent the patient over was a green mountain woman. It was said that she had an extraordinary relationship with Beijing. No matter how domineering Dean Lv was, he wouldn't dare to offend her.    

The most important thing was that the patient was not an ordinary person. It was Brother Lee Nanfang, whom Dean Lv felt grateful towards from the bottom of his heart. Even if it wasn't sent by Yue Zitong, he would do his best to save her at all costs.    

Maybe it was due to Dean Lv's love for his brother that moved the heavens, or maybe Director Yue had sent him here just in time, or maybe it was because Lee Nanfang's physical fitness was not ordinary — in short, no matter what the reason was, after five hours of rescue and observation, he was finally pulled out from the gates of hell.    

When the patient's body temperature returned to normal at a visible rate, from 43 degrees Celsius, and was very stable, all the doctors and nurses who were trying to save Lee Nanfang couldn't help but silently shout and clap their hands in celebration.    

Miracle.    

Other than using this word to describe Cheng who had a fever of over 40 degrees for a long period of time, what other word could describe him?    

It was also possible that this was a miracle in the entire medical history. Due to this miracle, Dean Lv, who saved the patient, could be forever recorded in the medical history, to be revered by his descendants.    

The Central Hospital of Qingshan City would also become famous because of this case and become a famous hospital in the country, or even internationally.    

At that time, even more patients would come from all directions with Qingshan City, and the hospital scale would also increase. Dean Lv's position in the medical field would rise like a rocket, and everyone's wallet would become full —    

The hundreds of medical personnel from Qingshan City deeply mourned. No, they were deeply grateful to Mr. Lee Nanfang.    

Dean Lv said that when the patient becomes more stable and goes through the examination of all kinds of advanced medical equipment, after determining that his body, IQ and other aspects have all returned to their original level, he would hold a press conference in the industry to announce this miracle.    

Modern economy, no matter which industry, want to do more outstanding, larger scale, make more money, hype is inseparable.    

As for whether Lee Nanfang's rescue was due to his own physique or the artistic skills of the doctors and nurses, that was no longer important.    

The important thing was that it was a miracle that even though people at home and abroad had a fever of 43 degrees and 78 hours, they could still be saved.    

Lee Nanfang's arrival brought about an unmeasurable benefit to the Qingshan Central Hospital. Under such a circumstance, when Dean Lv publicly announced that he would be exempted from all medical fees, none of his subordinates had any objections. Instead, they suggested providing the highest level of services to the patients.    

To put it bluntly, it was best to treat Lee Nanfang as his ancestor.    

In the emergency room, Dean Lv carefully monitored the changes of Lee Nanfang's condition while holding a meeting on the spot. After arranging for someone to do the work, he walked out of the emergency room and saw Director Yue slumped in the corridor outside.    

Dean Lv slapped his forehead. How could I forget that there was still someone outside waiting for news from my brother?    

Brother Lee was an employee of Kaihuang Group, and Yue Zitong was the big boss. Dean Lv had long known about the relationship between the two of them, so when he saw how Director Yue cared for his subordinates like this, he was touched.    

Although he had already guessed from Director Yue's soulless appearance that she and Brother Lee were not simple bosses, she would definitely not interfere with her subordinates' relationship.    

Realizing that no matter how Director Yue yelled, he couldn't wake her up, Dean Lv immediately called for reinforcements and carried her to the intensive care unit, where he stabbed her in the eyes with his flashlight.    

As expected, this move was managed by Yue Zitong, who quickly regained her consciousness.    

After hearing that Lee Nanfang had been rescued, his body and IQ were not damaged at all. The huge rock weighing a thousand pounds in Yue Zitong's heart finally fell to the ground and she laid back down on the bed, drained of energy.    

Since men and women were different, Lv Mingliang couldn't take care of her anymore. He went out to find a nurse and repeatedly told her to take care of Director Yue.    

After resting with her eyes closed for a few minutes, Yue Zitong sat up and took the glass of water from the nurse. She drank it all in one gulp, thanked Lee Nanfang softly and then asked him which ward he was in.    

Lee Nanfang was in the intensive care unit next door, which was specially arranged by Dean Lv.    

When Yue Zitong sent him to the hospital in the afternoon, his mouth was slanted to the side and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth. He looked more like an idiot than an idiot, like a typical patient with cerebral palsy after a stroke.    

If he had done such a thing to disgust Aunt Yue, he would have kicked him on the chin and made him roll to the side and wail.    

After the doctors' timely rescue, Lee Nanfang's facial features recovered a lot. Although it was still lacking compared to his former handsome appearance, Director Yue was already very satisfied. For the first time, he felt that Little Nephew was also very good-looking.    

Lee Nanfang was still asleep.    

Now that he was sleeping, of course, it didn't look like it did when he had a high fever. His body wasn't shaking, and his face wasn't red. He was snoring evenly, proving that he was sleeping soundly, just like a few months old infant.    

Aunt Yue couldn't help but lower her head and kiss him on the forehead in front of the special protection unit.    

Yue Zitong froze when she slowly raised her head.    

She woke up with a start. Unknowingly, she had already treated this monster that she hated from the age of twelve as the most important person in her life.    

They cared for him more than they cared for their mother or themselves.    

Let's put it this way. Just when Director Yue was desperately sitting outside the corridor, if a Great God with a halo on his head suddenly appeared in front of her and told her that as long as you find a rope to hang yourself, I will let Lee Nanfang become a normal person. She would definitely ask without any hesitation, Where is the rope?    

Love.    

This was the reason why Yue Zitong never believed that she would fall in love with Lee Nanfang.    

The facts were right there, so she had no choice but to quibble. As usual, she said that whoever loved Scumbag Lee was their grandson.    

After realizing that Lee Nanfang's position in her heart was higher than her mother's, Yue Zitong thought of Holan Fusu.    

In the past, whenever she thought of Holan Fusu, the shadow of He Lan would immediately rise up from the bottom of her heart.    

Now she thought of Holan Fusu, but his shadow — since when did it become so blurry that even his facial features could not be distinguished?    

He then thought of another sentence, saying that the deepest part of a girl's heart could only contain one man. When a new man entered her heart, she would start a war of attrition with the old man without her even realizing it.    

The victor was the king, and he would firmly control the girl's heart. The loser was the bandit, and he would immediately scram.    

Without a doubt, Lee Nanfang, who had walked into Yue Zitong's heart at some point, had obtained the final victory in the flame war with Holan Fusu. That was why his appearance was so vague when she thought of him again.    

"Director Yue, don't worry. Mr. Lee is recovering well. It was beyond our expectation."    

After seeing Yue Zitong in a daze, she carefully observed all kinds of instruments. She thought that she was worried about Lee Nanfang, so she couldn't help but comfort her in a soft voice, "The Group of Experts said that Mr. Lee will wake up tomorrow morning if nothing unexpected happens."    

"Thank you."    

Yue Zitong blinked a few times, looked up at the nurse's badge, and then said, "Thank you, Doctor Wang."    

"Director Yue, you're too kind."    

"Doctor Wang, can you tell me the cause of my friend's illness?"    

Yue Zitong said, "He is usually healthy and has good physical qualities. I really don't understand why he suddenly became ill."    

Dr. Wang thought for a moment, then replied, "According to the careful examination of our group, Mr. Lee's sudden illness is due to a minor stroke caused by an invasion of evil aura. His body's immunity triggered a fever when he fought against foreign pathogens. "    

"Evil Qi invasion?"    

Yue Zitong frowned slightly, expressing her confusion. "Are you saying that there's something dirty going on him?"    

In the folklore, those things that are secretive and can't be exposed to the light are called dirty things.    

When Yue Zitong was young, she had heard her mother talk about these weird stories in the countryside.    

Doctor Wang also understood the meaning behind her words. He smiled and shook his head as he explained, "The evil aura in traditional Chinese medicine is not something from folklore. It specifically refers to the wet, cold, and yin gases that are harmful to the crowd."