The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 811 - 810: A Hero Rises in His Youth

Chapter 811: Chapter 810: A Hero Rises in His Youth

Du Changyi wasn’t afraid of offending the other party, speaking bluntly.

The individual’s status was not ordinary; having traveled from abroad to domestically, they certainly visited countless renowned doctors. What he said now, he believed other doctors must have told the old gentleman as well.

If modern medicine couldn’t do it, then it couldn’t be done, and that was that.

Indeed, after hearing him out, the old gentleman’s expression remained composed, as if this was all within his expectations, though he still harbored a sliver of hope as he asked, "How much of my vision can you restore for me?"

As the old gentleman asked this question, his assistant Xiaoyang also entered with a stack of documents.

Xiaoyang immediately kept quiet and looked towards Du Changyi.

Du Changyi made a gesture.

"Seventy percent?" Xiaoyang supported the back of the old gentleman’s chair with a touch of joy, "Old Master, did you hear that? Dr. Du can help you improve from forty percent vision to seventy percent!"

They indeed visited many famous doctors, and most of them concluded that an improvement from forty to sixty percent was possible.

For someone of the old gentleman’s age, maintaining his current level of vision without deterioration was already quite good. If he could further improve by twenty percent, it was even more exceptional.

And now, Du Changyi’s answer was clearly the best outcome among all the doctors.

Xiaoyang looked towards Du Changyi with profound gratitude, "Dr. Du truly is a renowned ophthalmologist of Jinjing, capable of improving our family’s Old Master’s vision by thirty percent, something others couldn’t achieve."

The old gentleman nodded.

"Old Master, once your vision is restored, you can continue practicing calligraphy and painting!"

Xiaoyang was very happy, and the serious look on the old gentleman’s face relaxed a little.

Du Changyi accepted their recognition and compliments, smiling as he waved his hand, "Actually, if the patient and his family can cooperate fully, I might be able to help the old gentleman improve a bit more."

Xiaoyang eagerly nodded, "Rest assured, whatever you ask us to do, we’ll do it!"

——

Operating room.

Ya Ling and Ye Jinwen stepped into this place again, feeling heavier with each visit.

Ye Jinwen clicked his tongue at Ya Ling, "Zero, be confident. Remember, you were once the pride of Jinjing’s surgical field, nothing can stump you!"

Ya Ling gave a weak smile.

Ye Zhongjing too, had changed into surgical attire and walked over. He glanced at his grandson to his left, then at the "granddaughter" he had personally raised and trained, feeling incredibly comforted.

Although Ye Lingxi was not a blood relative of the Ye Family, she had grown up under his watchful eye. He had watched Xi Xi grow step by step to her current state. She was the darling of his heart, his pride.

"Xi Xi, don’t worry about the surgery, grandpa has got your back," Ye Zhongjing stated with deep emotion.

Ya Ling’s nose tingled slightly, "Grandpa, I didn’t expect him to summon you. Having you watching over me, I feel much more at ease."

"Zero..." Ye Jinwen squeaked softly, with a look begging for praise, "Aren’t I clever?"

"Go away!"

Ye Zhongjing looked at him with utter disdain.

Ye Jinwen: ...Grandpa, when it comes to disdain for your grandson, you do have something in common with the old man next door.

Ya Ling, no longer concerned with Ye Jinwen’s feelings, showed the mysterious RE Factor to Ye Zhongjing.

Ye Zhongjing, who had signed a confidentiality agreement, was astounded upon seeing the actual RE Factor. Hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it with his own eyes was another entirely. As a medical practitioner who had dedicated five to six decades to medical research, his emotions could be described as vast and overwhelming.

"Xi Xi, where did this thing come from?"

Ya Ling smiled faintly, "This? You should ask that little girl named Lu Mian outside! She’s the one who came up with it."

Ye Zhongjing was once again shocked, "Truly, heroes emerge from the youth."

——

Lu Mian had been leaning against the wall ever since she had sent Fu Yu into the operating room, refusing to leave or sit down, not moving an inch.

Her slightly lowered eyelashes, as if frosted over, hung down persistently.

Xiao Qimo knew she was nervous too and handed her a thermos cup filled with warm water.

"It’s cold here by the operating room, have some water," he said.

Lu Mian took a distracted sip and almost spilled the water on Xiao Qimo when she handed the cup back to him.

"Mianmian," Xiao Qimo had never seen her so absent-minded before.

But since words of consolation were of no use, Xiao Qimo could only fish something out of his pocket and hand it over to Lu Mian’s palm.

Lu Mian glanced at it and saw it was a pen.

"Spin it," he suggested. "Distracting yourself with something else might help."

Clutched between her fingers was the fancy pen, still holding the warmth of the man’s touch. With a gentle flick of her finger, the expensive metal pen came alive, twirling on her fingertips.

Lu Mian looked deeply at the operating room door, spinning the pen while she took out her phone.

Director Qimo was right, she really should do something else to divert her attention.

So, she leisurely opened the stock trading app.

----

Mo Nie had been on standby at the central hospital, ready to be called at a moment’s notice.

Several days had passed since Mo Ye had returned, and Mo Nie had had time to think things through.

This trip was all for accompanying Miss Lu.

The earnestness and responsibility he had put in his work were, after all, misplaced.

Sitting downstairs, Mo Nie idly toyed with a deck of cards. When he received a text message on his phone, his expression shifted instantly, and he tucked the cards away and hurried to find Xiao Qimo by the operating room.

"Master!"

Mo Nie made careful gestures around the corner, "Could you come over for a moment?"

Xiao Qimo tilted his head from the chair, considering the girl opposite who was focused on her game and busy non-stop, and decided to stand up.

"I’m going to see what Mo Nie needs," he informed her of his intentions.

Lu Mian swiped her phone and casually responded with an "Oh."

Xiao Qimo understood. She was worried about Fu Yu and wasn’t in a good mood, so it made sense for her to be a bit cold toward him.

The man walked a distance away with Mo Nie.

Mo Nie reported urgently, "Master, the stock we were planning to move on has been taken."

"Hengzhong Real Estate’s retail shares?" Xiao Qimo narrowed his eyes.

"That’s right. Hengzhong Real Estate is located in the central business district of Jinjing City. Haven’t you always wanted to take over that block? But just now, all of Hengzhong Real Estate’s retail shares were acquired. Combined, the shares total over fifty-one percent. Now that Hengzhong has a new owner, we might not have a chance anymore."

At that moment, Xiao Qimo wasn’t in the mood for business matters and, after pondering for a while, said indifferently, "There are more real estates in the business district than just Hengzhong. Just keep an eye on the others."

"Ah?" Mo Nie looked up, noticing his master’s impatient guise and his eagerness to be with his wife, and he was convinced.

Master, hadn’t you previously said that you wanted to establish a commercial empire belonging to the Xiao Family at Jinjing Center?

"Alright," Mo Nie muttered, "I just think this is odd. That Mr. Ya Qiao, always elusive, makes his moves by buying low and selling high, always chooses high potential stocks. Why has he suddenly gone against his usual tactics and bought Hengzhong’s retail shares? Is he planning to switch to an industry-based approach?"

Mr. Ya Qiao was a famous tycoon in the financial world, his involvement always creating a buzz and crafting one legend after another.

But this time...