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Chapter 191: 071 Gathering from All Directions, Converging in Xiangcheng (Second Shift)_2

He then sent a location: “They are now looking for a car to drive there.”

The plane…

Bai Lian slightly lifted her face, her fingertips propping up her chin, suddenly turning her head to look at Jiang Fulai.

She remembered that someone owned a private plane.

It was parked at Danping City.

Red light.

Jiang Fulai stopped at the intersection.

The temperature difference in Xiangcheng was quite big, and with the sun at its peak, Jiang Fulai took the chance to look at her, his icy profile glinting with a cold light in the sunlight: “Just say it,” he said.

He didn’t even wait for Bai Lian to ask.

“The surgeon is currently in Beicheng, and my aunt can’t wait…” Bai Lian leaned slightly against the door, her eyes squinting slightly.

It would take until tomorrow even by train from Beicheng to Xiangcheng, including the high-speed rail.

Time was pressing.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fulai nodded, started the car: “Is he reliable? If not, I’ll have someone come back from Jiangjing.”

“Should be,” Bai Lian wasn’t familiar with the medical field or the current level of medical expertise, but she knew from their discussions that Lance’s medical skills were definitely extraordinary.

Jiang Fulai:

He didn’t know how to judge her “should be.”

He had just come back from the laboratory and didn’t know the specific condition of Shen Qing. He planned to go to the hospital later to get a clear picture and make preparations just in case Bai Lian’s “should be doctor” wasn’t reliable.

The hospital.

The intensive care unit.

Ji Shaojun was still outside; the consultation with the experts from Xiangcheng Hospital was almost useless, and they could only try to report to a higher-level hospital.

Xu En had already gone back to his business, asking Ji Mulan to stay here with Ji Shaojun.

When Jiang Fulai and Bai Lian arrived, the chief physician was communicating with Ji Shaojun and Ji Mulan.

The three of them stood at the door of Shen Qing’s ICU room.

Ji Shaojun hadn’t slept in a day and a night, looking utterly world-weary.

Today, both Jiang Fulai and Bai Lian brought a double dose of low pressure. Although the hospital itself had a low magnetic field and exuded a chilly aura, the chief physician couldn’t help but rub his arms, “I also told Mr. Xu that she definitely needs to be transferred, it’s not just that no one dares to operate here, but we also have problems with our equipment…”

“What equipment is needed,” Jiang Fulai also took off his coat, holding the black coat in his hand, two steps behind Bai Lian at an unhurried pace. He looked through the glass at Shen Qing in the ICU before turning to the chief physician: “Just say it.”

The chief physician was originally talking to Ji Shaojun.

When Jiang Fulai arrived, he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and began to explain to Jiang: “Our hospital is not equipped with ECT and DSA technology up to the required standard…”

Jiang Fulai took out his phone, quietly listening.

“Someone will bring it over this afternoon,” Jiang Fulai looked at the chief physician, politely asking, “Anything else? Don’t hold back.”

His voice was very light, “Even if you need equipment from MTR Laboratory, it will be here by tomorrow.”

MTR Laboratory?

While ordinary people might not know, the chief physician, being a doctor, was very aware that it was the only laboratory of the World Medical Association, gathering top-notch doctors from around the world.

It could be said that almost all special new drugs started from MTR.

The chief physician had graduated years ago and had never had the opportunity to visit the MTR headquarters, but his teacher was fortunate enough to have gone.

Hearing Jiang Fulai’s words, the chief physician’s heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t help but stealthily glance at Jiang Fulai.

Could he really procure things from MTR just like that?

Who was this man?

Ji Mulan didn’t know about MTR Laboratory and didn’t recognize Jiang Fulai. She just watched him with squinted eyes as he came over with Bai Lian, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Jiang Fulai indifferently swept a look at Ji Mulan, then lowered his head to send a message.

After composing the message and showing it to the chief physician, he asked, “Did I leave anything out?”

The chief physician looked down and was almost terrified to find that Jiang Fulai had noted down all the equipment he had mentioned verbatim, “No, that’s it.”

Jiang Fulai’s fingertips sent the message.

He looked up.

And saw Bai Lian standing at the end of the corridor, concentrating on the messages on her phone.

He walked over.

Bai Lian was reviewing the information on President Lu that Chen Bureau had investigated for her.

President Lu, Lun Youlin, was planning to dig a hole to acquire Yongfu Residential Area…

Bai Lian, who could usually scan ten lines at a glance, was reading very slowly today. She scrolled through every line, not missing a single word.

When Bai Lian finished reading, Jiang Fulai spoke, “I’m going to clear a runway. Call me if there’s any situation here.”

Runway?

Bai Lian probably realized, “Okay.”