It happened that at this time, Xu Shuyao's cell phone placed on the dining table also rang.

The call was from Fu Bo.

Fu Bo, the number one major in the School of Mathematics and Physics at Teito University, is also the chairman of the student union of Teito University. He has a wide network of contacts and has very high authority, even comparable to that of a counselor.

Xu Shuyao met Fu Bo at a social event between the School of Art and the School of Mathematics and Physics.

After her conscious approach, Fu Bo gradually became interested in her.

The two are now in an ambiguous stage of tension.

"Dad, let me answer the phone." Xu Shuyao said to Xu Zhizhuan, then turned and went to the bedroom to answer the phone.

"Shu Yao, I checked for you. There is no student named Jiang Nan among the students studying at Imperial University."

Fu Bo frowned slightly, and when he mentioned "Jiang Nan", his tone was a little more contemptuous.

"Shu Yao, she is incomparable to you!"

Jiang Nan only has some modest achievements in singing and dancing, but in the end, that kind of status cannot be put on the stage.

It is far less valuable than the words "Teito University".

After all, Imperial University is the number one institution of higher learning in China, symbolizing the absolute dominance of IQ and talent.

Xu Shuyao said "hmm", slightly twitched the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Fu Bo. She said she was a student at Imperial University. I originally thought she was an alumnus of mine and wanted to have a good relationship with her and get to know her better, but I didn't expect she was lying."

Not only is it a lie.

And he is still illiterate.

"Is it so easy for her to get into Imperial University? How dare she say that she is a student of Imperial University." Fu Bo's voice was cold.

Xu Shuyao lowered his eyes slightly and said softly: "Well, you're right, I don't know people well."

Fu Bo: "Don't argue with fools."

Xu Shuyao sighed, "My father knows Jiang Nan's parents, and I just found out that not only is she not a student at Imperial University, but she is also illiterate and has not completed nine years of compulsory education."

Hearing this, Fu Bo pursed his lips tightly, feeling increasingly unhappy with Jiang Nan.

How can such a person deserve to be associated with Teito University!

***

the other side.

Jiang Nan and Liang Jingzhi returned to the imperial capital.

Yuan Zhong also followed.

"Yuan Zhong will be your assistant from now on." Liang Jingzhi put his hands in his pockets and looked at Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan bent one leg casually and nodded, "Okay."

After sending the people to Bo County, Yuan Zhong drove away.

---

Lao Yelei's side.

Imperial Capital First Hospital.

There were three people sitting in Lao Yelei's consulting room: Fang Hanlin, Mrs. Fang and Fang Miaoyan.

Fang Hanlin was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, his hair was neatly styled, and he had a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked a bit bookish.

This is the head of the Fang family in the imperial capital.

Master of Chinese painting.

Fang Hanlin.

At this moment, his hands were hanging on his knees, and his eyes were shining with hope.

"Dr. Lao, I'm sorry to bother you. It's my daughter's hand... I have no choice but to beg you."

Lao Yelei pressed Fang Miaoyan's hand bones, and then looked down at the X-ray film on the table, frowning tightly, and there was a sense of heaviness in his eyes.

"Judging from the film, Ms. Fang's hand must have been injured as an adult. There is a serious misalignment of the index finger. If she were to forcefully pull it over, it would probably pull other nerves. It would be difficult."

Lao Yelei shook his head.

"Is there really no way?" Fang Hanlin sighed, took off his glasses, and lightly pinched the bridge of his nose. There was obvious redness in his eye sockets.

People in the imperial capital said that Fang Miaoyan, the second young lady of the Fang family, was uninhibited and had her own ideas.

Instead of studying traditional Chinese painting, I am obsessed with the word "dancing".

It's really a waste of the Fang family's connections and resources.

However, only the Fang family knows.

In her early years, Fang Miaoyan had already shown her superb talent in traditional Chinese painting.

It was just because of an accidental car accident that I injured my hand and couldn't hold a paintbrush ever since.

You can only choose dance that you are interested in as a spiritual sustenance.

If so, there was nothing wrong with Fang Miaoyan's hands. Who knows what a wonderful master of traditional Chinese painting she would have become by now.

It's such a pity.

Fang Miaoyan pursed her lips, her eyes dimmed, her voice was a little low, and she suppressed the wetness, "It's okay, Dad, I've long been used to it, and dancing is pretty good."

Fang Miaoyan also really likes dancing.

The feeling of her soul dancing to the music allows her to release all her depression and unhappiness.

Fang Hanlin's eyes turned red again.

Fang Miaoyan stood up with an exaggerated smile, "Now I have completely given up hope. This is good. I will concentrate on dancing. If I can see my idol in high spirits, I will be satisfied."

She got Jiang Nan's contact information from the Jiang family, but she has yet to call and send a message to Jiang Nan.

Eh.

She is a sensible fan who will not harass idols at will.

A faint light flashed in Lao Yelei's eyes.

Yangxi?

That girl's fan?

Mrs. Fang's eyes were completely blurred by tears. She lay on Fang Hanlin's shoulder and cried like a tearful person.

At Lao Yelei's age, he said he was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of human relationships and separation between life and death, but in fact he couldn't bear to see such a scene.

"actually……"

Lao Yelei tapped his fingers on the table and spoke hesitantly.

"I have a good friend who is quite accomplished in medicine. Maybe she can find a way."

Fang Hanlin leaned forward and pressed his fingers deeply on the table, "Please, doctor, please help me make a recommendation."

Lao Yelei signaled Fang Hanlin to be calm, and then said: "I'll give her a call first."

Fang Hanlin thanked him profusely: "Okay."

---

"Old injuries from adulthood?" Jiang Nan frowned slightly after receiving Lao Yelei's call, "It's very difficult. Who is the patient worth calling in person?"

The number of patients that Lao Yelei has treated is almost astronomical.

I have encountered many difficult and complicated diseases, and it is rare to find her help directly by calling.

Lao Yelei glanced at Fang Hanlin.

Fang Hanlin knew what Lao Yelei wanted to ask and nodded directly.

As long as Fang Miaoyan's illness can be cured, it's not a big deal to reveal his identity.

The four words "Fang Family, the Imperial Capital" are completely insignificant in the face of family ties.

When Lao Yelei saw this, he didn't hide anything and told the truth: "I am from the Fang family in the imperial capital, the second young lady of the Fang family."

"Fang family?" Jiang Nan was quite surprised.

Lao Yelei continued: "The second young lady of the Fang family is a fan of Yang Xi."

Hearing this, the coldness in Jiang Nan's expression dissipated a bit, and the curvature of the upturned eyes became more obvious, "Okay, I'll be free tomorrow, so I'll go over at two o'clock in the afternoon and ask them to send me the address.

"

Who asked her to be a fan?

---

Lao Yelei hung up the phone and nodded towards Fang Hanlin, "She agreed. If you are free at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you can send me your address directly and I will forward it to her and she will go directly."

Fang Hanlin considered for a few seconds and said: "Is it too much trouble? Otherwise, I will take Fang Miaoyan to visit."

"No, she has a special status and it wasn't suitable for you in the past."

Lao Yelei just gave a general idea, and Fang Hanlin understood it and didn't continue to worry about it, and directly sent the address.
Chapter completed!