The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Heroes comes out of the young. Heroes really come from the young!"

Director Zhang never stopped lamenting ever since he walked out of the ward. He looked at He Youran. From the beginning she was very unpleasant to the eye to now, she was very pleasant to the eye no matter how he looked at her.

Her medical skills were brilliant, she was young, and she was also good-looking!

Where did Along find such a peerless gem! !

He Xue'er followed the team that welcomed He Youran. She was so jealous that she was about to go crazy.

Wasn't He Youran an illiterate who hadn't even graduated from middle school? How did she know the legendary acupuncture tremor technique? Could it be that she had been hiding her skills?

No, no, they had been together for more than ten years. If He Youran was so good at pretending, then she would be too scary!

It must have been during those four years abroad that He Youran got lucky and met teacher Along!

No way, she had to think of a way to get in touch with teacher Along. She believed that she would definitely be more likable to teacher Along than He Youran!

"Doctor He, are you going back now?"

Director Zhang looked at He Youran reluctantly. He still wanted to discuss acupuncture tremors with He Youran!

"Yea."

He Youran nodded, looking a little tired.

Every time she used the acupuncture tremor technique, she would feel extremely tired and had to rest as soon as possible.

"Alright then. The surgery I've arranged for you this month is on the 8th. I'll remind you the day before."

"Okay."

"Oh right, director Zhang, someone from the Lu family is here again. They're asking when they're going to give Mr. Lu a checkup this month."

A bespectacled male doctor beside director Zhang asked.

"Let's do it tomorrow."

He had tried many treatments for Lu Qingzhuo's legs, but none of them were very effective. Every time he went to the Lu family, he would just say some polite words and do some useless treatments.

By the way!

Perhaps he could use the acupuncture tremor technique on Lu Qingzhuo!

Thinking of this, director Zhang was about to tell He Youran when he saw that she had already walked into the elevator.

The elevator door closed in front of him, blocking He Youran's tired face.

Forget it, we'll talk about it tomorrow.

As long as He Youran worked in their hospital, there would always be a chance.

After entering the enclosed space, He Youran could finally relax.

She relaxed her back and leaned against the elevator, letting out a long breath.

Actually, her health wasn't that bad in the past. It was just that when she gave birth to He Shouxin, it didn't go well and damaged her foundation. Although she tried to recuperate after that, the effects weren't good.

She also practiced the acupuncture tremor technique, which was even more exhausting.

He Youran closed her eyes and was about to rest for a while when her phone suddenly vibrated. She opened her eyes and saw that it was a call from nanny Zhang, who was looking after He Shouxin.

"Hello?"

"Missy, it's bad! The young master is missing!"

"What? !"

He Youran instantly focused her attention and asked sternly,

"What happened?"

"The hotel was on fire. When the rescue workers were evacuating the crowd, the young master and I got separated!"

"I got it."

He Youran spoke on the phone as she quickly typed on her phone.

After the elevator stopped, she immediately raised her foot. She didn't expect that it was a person in a wheelchair outside. The metal armrest of the wheelchair knocked against her knee, causing her already sore and soft knees to instantly go numb. She couldn't control herself and fell towards the person...

The hand that was still holding the phone pressed against the other person's body due to inertia. He Youran cried out in shock. She wanted to stop, but she grabbed something soft.

The person in the wheelchair froze.

He Youran seemed to have sensed something. She looked up awkwardly and apologetically at the other person.

In the end, she saw a somewhat familiar face.

It was a handsome face with a cold expression. He stared at her with a pair of cold eyes filled with unknown emotions.

It was the handsome guy in the wheelchair!