Dawn broke.
Zhang Yang's mind was a tangled mess. He simply stopped thinking about it and fell into a carefree, deep sleep. Everything could wait until he woke up, when he would sort it out bit by bit.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xin'ai, who had kept vigil at the hospital all night, hurried back.
"Grandpa."
"Xin'ai, how are things at the hospital?"
Zhang Daoru was most worried about Zhang Hong now. If anything happened to Zhang Hong, Zhang Yang would be to blame, and he would not escape responsibility either. All of this had begun because of him.
"Grandpa, it doesn't look good. Qian Rong, a Kyoto University professor at the hospital, told me there's no treatment for Zhang Hong's condition. But I told him we would invite someone with exceptional medical skills to treat him, and asked the hospital to do everything possible to keep him alive."
Zhang Xin'ai had kept vigil all night without eating or drinking. Now she grabbed a large apple from the fruit platter and bit into it.
"Then we can only ask my young friend to step in!"
What had begun as an intriguing affair had unexpectedly turned into a disaster. Zhang Daoru was in an awkward position too.
Zhang Hong needed Zhang Yang to treat him. Judging by the current situation on both sides, even if Zhang Yang could get past his own reservations, the Zhang Mansion would never allow it. Nor would the hospital permit someone without so much as a Medical License to practice on its premises.
"What's the situation with Jiang Xinxin?"
Zhang Daoru had already cast his net, but there was no news of Jiang Xinxin yet.
"Jiang Xinxin works at the Lixin Talent Agency. We need the right opportunity to bring her under our control, but the Lixin Company belongs