They Were All Wrong

Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital was bustling with people and noise.

As one of the most renowned hospitals in the Xia Kingdom, Zhongshan Hospital excelled in cardiovascular disease, comprehensive liver cancer treatment, respiratory disease, general surgery, and endoscopic diagnosis and treatment. Its disciplinary strength, research capabilities, and clinical techniques were famous around the world.

Su Yuan stood at the entrance to Zhongshan Hospital, filled with emotion.

When he had first transmigrated, he had asked Grey Mirror how to cure his heart disease in order to test its abilities.

The first answer Grey Mirror had given him was to come to Zhongshan Hospital, have Lu Fusheng operate on him, and recover for a while afterward. That would cure him.

At the time, he had not considered that method at all.

Shanghai Zhongshan Hospital? Was that somewhere he could have gone back then?

But now? Su Yuan stood before this very hospital.

"At this time, Zhou Weiwei, the Zhou Group heiress, should be lying in a special ward on the top floor. In two hours, her heart will stop, and she will die."

Su Yuan thought to himself.

The Zhou Group, also known as Zhou Pharmaceutical, was one of Magic City's nine major pharmaceutical companies. With a legacy of nearly a century, it monopolized nearly one-tenth of Magic City's pharmaceutical industry and could be called a pharmaceutical giant of the Xia Kingdom.

Unfortunately, the Zhou Family, the family at the helm of Zhou Pharmaceutical, suffered from a congenital hereditary heart condition. Both the first- and second-generation leaders had died from it.

Now, the sole remaining third-generation heiress, Zhou Weiwei, would soon die from it as well.

From then on, the Zhou Family, the family controlling Zhou Pharmaceutical, would exist in name only.

In fact, starting with Zhou Pharmaceutical's second-generation leader, the family had already lost all interest in managing the company and instead sought ways to delay the heart disease everywhere.

Unfortunately, none of it had been of any use.

As for Zhou Pharmaceutical? It had basically been handed over to Tang Zhien.

Tang Zhien was considered part of Zhou Pharmaceutical's second-generation management. He had been the trusted subordinate of the first-generation leader.

A century ago, the Xia Kingdom had been in turmoil, and countless people had been displaced. Tang Zhien had been a refugee then. Before he could starve to death, the first-generation leader of the Zhou Family had taken him in, allowing him to survive.

After decades of hardship and upheaval, he had become the true person in control of Zhou Pharmaceutical.

"Loyal, at least."

Su Yuan nodded slightly.

Tang Zhien held great power within Zhou Pharmaceutical, and with the Zhou Family's sole third-generation descendant not long for this world—

Rumors outside claimed that Zhou Pharmaceutical would likely be renamed Tang Pharmaceutical in the future, that Zhou Pharmaceutical was about to change owners, and so on.

Some even maliciously speculated that Zhou Weiwei, Zhou Pharmaceutical's third-generation heiress, was dying young because Tang Zhien had secretly tampered with something.

As long as Zhou Weiwei died, Zhou Pharmaceutical would have no legitimate heir left. Tang Zhien would then gain complete control over Zhou Pharmaceutical.

However.

Through Grey Mirror, Su Yuan knew clearly that Tang Zhien had no intention of replacing Zhou Pharmaceutical.

Everything he was doing now was, in fact, at the first-generation leader's request—to ensure that Zhou Pharmaceutical continued on.

From beginning to end, Tang Zhien had remained utterly loyal to the Zhou Family. To keep Zhou Weiwei alive, he had poured in an immeasurable amount of effort and invited renowned cardiologists from all over the world to treat her.

Following the stairs of Zhongshan Hospital, Su Yuan quickly reached the top floor.

The top floor of Zhongshan Hospital had only five wards, fully staffed with doctors and nurses, specifically serving the wealthy and powerful.

In addition.

Security on the top floor was also extremely tight. More than thirty guards patrolled around the clock.

Su Yuan stopped before the stairwell entrance and checked the time. Only when it reached 4:36:20 p.m. did he directly push open the stairwell door.

Click. Su Yuan entered the top floor.

At that moment, the nearest guard had only just left, while the next guard would not have a line of sight on this area for another ten seconds. For a brief moment, Su Yuan's position became an extremely rare blind spot on the top floor.

As for the surveillance cameras on the top floor? Before arriving, Su Yuan had already hacked the monitoring system, making the footage loop continuously. At least for the next hour, no abnormalities would be discovered.

Su Yuan then headed straight toward Ward 3, where Zhou Weiwei was staying.

Every step Su Yuan took along the way fell within the blind spots of the more than thirty patrolling guards on the top floor. The medical staff did see Su Yuan.

But since the guards had not stopped him, they assumed he was a family member of one of the patients and did not question him.

Just like that, Su Yuan entered the heavily guarded top-floor wards as though no one were there.

Naturally, all of this relied on Grey Mirror's omniscient methods.

When Su Yuan had asked Grey Mirror how he could silently reach Ward 3, where Zhou Weiwei was, Grey Mirror's answer had been to enter the top floor through the stairwell at 4:36:20 p.m.

Today, that was the only moment when he could successfully evade the top floor's security patrols and walk openly into Ward 3 without any effort.

Standing outside Ward 3, Su Yuan pushed the door open and entered.

The ward was spacious and filled with all kinds of medical equipment.

In the middle of the ward, a girl of sixteen or seventeen lay on the hospital bed.

The girl wore an oxygen mask. Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes tightly shut as she lay unconscious.

Two people stood beside the bed: an elderly man wearing a Zhongshan suit and a middle-aged woman.

Su Yuan naturally knew the identities of the three people in the ward.

The one lying on the bed was, of course, Zhou Weiwei.

The elderly man in the Zhongshan suit was Tang Zhien.

The middle-aged woman was a senior executive of Zhou Pharmaceutical. She was here to report on the company's affairs to Tang Zhien.

Su Yuan's footsteps were nearly soundless. Only after he had stood there for a while did Tang Zhien sense that something was wrong.

"Who are you?"

Tang Zhien's pupils contracted as he stared at the man who seemed to have appeared out of thin air in the ward.

"How did you get in?" The middle-aged woman reacted much more strongly. There was suddenly a living person in the ward, and they had only just noticed him.

"Guards—"

The middle-aged woman was about to rise and call for help.

But Tang Zhien stopped her.

"What do you want?"

Tang Zhien looked at Su Yuan gravely.

Compared with the middle-aged woman, he was much calmer.

He understood very clearly that since Su Yuan had managed to bypass more than thirty guards on the top floor and appear silently in the ward, he would have acted long ago if he intended to harm them.

Su Yuan smiled slightly. Rather than answer the question, he walked to the bedside and carefully examined Zhou Weiwei.

That action made Tang Zhien tense. Clearly, he cared deeply about Zhou Weiwei.

"I can cure her."

Su Yuan suddenly spoke, his tone calm, as though he were mentioning something insignificant.

"Cure Weiwei?"

Tang Zhien froze.

The middle-aged woman beside him frowned and glanced at Tang Zhien again.

"You can cure Weiwei?"

Tang Zhien pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Do you know that Weiwei's heart disease is congenital and hereditary? There is practically no hope of curing it completely."

"Even a heart transplant would be useless. Weiwei's body simply cannot withstand such a major operation."

"Over the years, I have invited many renowned cardiology experts from home and abroad to treat Weiwei. They all came to the same conclusion: her life can only be temporarily prolonged. President Lu Fusheng of Zhongshan Hospital came to see Weiwei just now, and his conclusion was the same."

Tang Zhien watched Su Yuan's reaction as he spoke.

Su Yuan glanced at Tang Zhien and said evenly, "That's because they were all wrong."