274: Investigate the Reason

Investigate the Reason

And then, Jian Yiling woke from her dream0

Jian Yiling jerked her eyes open.

There was a lot of sweat that had gathered on her body.

She raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

She didn't know why she dreamt about this scene again.

In the novel she had read, this scene hadn't been described. The original novel had been written from the point of view of Mo Shiyun.

However, the dream had felt so real.

It was almost as though the suffocating sensation of death was right in front of her.

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The next morning, Jian Yiling woke up again and walked out of her room.

She found an object hanging on the door handle that was outside of her room.

The object had a hemispherical glass cover on the outside. Inside the sphere, there was an orange Japanese rose that was in full bloom. The flower was incredibly beautiful and appeared as though it had been freshly picked.

This was a relatively rare species of Japanese rose.

After observing the object, Jian Yiling realized that the flower in the glass sphere was an eternity rose. It had been processed and preserved in a special way to maintain the appearance of the rose.

There were many eternity roses that could be bought in the markets. However, most of those flowers were fake. But the one in Jian Yiling's hands was undoubtedly a genuine eternity rose. It had been made from a real flower.

Jian Yiling glanced at a label that was attached to the bottom of the hemispherical glass cover.

The handwriting on the label was strong and beautiful.

It was Jian Yunmo's handwriting.

Jian Yiling had spent a lot of time in Jian Yunmo's laboratory. She had read a lot of his old notes and thereby, she recognized his handwriting.

The species of the rose was written on the label.

Jian Yiling held the eternity rose in her hand for quite some time before she took it into her bedroom. Then, she went out again.

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The next day, Jian Yiling headed to the research institution. In her free time during work, Jian Yiling told Luo Xiuen and Cheng Yi that she wanted to see a patient's hospital records.

Cheng Yi bluntly replied: "According to the rule, you can't see the files. However, if it's a file transfer that meets the rules, it's possible that you can see the files. In other words, if the patient is transferred to our institution, we will have access to all the records of that patient. However, if the patient that you're talking about does not wish to transfer to another institution, this method will not work."

Transferring patients between institutions required the patient's consent. An institution could not force the patient to become a research subject of their institute.

Luo Xiuen thought about it for a moment before she asked Jian Yiling, "Do you know which hospital it is?"

"Tongde Private Hospital."

"Tongde Private Hospital?"

Cheng Yi and Luo Xiuen looked at each other. Then, at the same time, a strange smile surfaced on their face.

Jian Yiling looked at the two of them suspiciously.

Then, Luo Xiuen explained the situation to Jian Yiling. "Yiling, I can help you with this! Do you remember Hong Baizhang? He's quite familiar with us! Maybe we can figure out a way."

Perhaps other people might not be as easy to fool. However, if it was Hong Baizhang, they had quite a good chance!

Jian Yiling had also met Hong Baizhang several times.

Last time, when she was hospitalized with gastroenteritis, her family had even asked him to come over and check-up on her.

And thus, Cheng Yi helped Jian Yiling make an appointment with Hong Baizhang.

The process went incredibly smoothly. As soon as Cheng Yi asked if Hong Baizhang wanted to have a meal to discuss some work matters, Hong Baizhang had immediately agreed.

After that, Cheng Yi had also told Hong Baizhang that he would bring a very important member of their institution to the meal.

This made Hong Baizhang even more excited. His mind was instantly filled with speculation.

[Could it be Dr. F.S?] Hong Baizhang's first thought was the mysterious surgeon.

If it was Dr. F.S, that'd be amazing!

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