"Didn't you know their identities before?" Yun Shuihan asked in amusement.

"I had no idea... I simply knew that Yaoyao was wealthy and spent a lot of money chasing after celebrities, but I didn't know she was THIS wealthy! What was that car just now?" Meng Qiqi said as she scratched her head.

"A Rolls Royce," Yun Shuihan replied.

"Reality has proven"—Meng Qiqi spread her palms—"that she's much wealthier than I thought..."

Yun Shuihan glanced down and subconsciously stirred her milk tea.

Meng Qiqi could tell that she was quite stressed. Yun Shuihan was her university senior. After graduation, they met due to fate, and only discovered that they had attended the same university after getting to know each other. After that, they ended up renting a place together.

By now, they had been living together for several years. After all, when Meng Qiqi moved out, she had only just graduated from university. Thus, her relationship with Yun Shuihan was really good.

This was also the reason why she lost her temper when she discovered that Yun Shuihan had been plagiarized.

"Sister Han..." Meng Qiqi tugged on her sleeve questioningly. "What are you thinking? I actually think that that girl was quite right. Are you really going to endure the unfairness?"

"But..." Yun Shuihan hesitated. "She looked too young..."

It was normal for her to feel worried. Anyone that saw Song Yaoyao's appearance and learned of her age would also develop doubts.

"Oh, Sister Han!"

Meng Qiqi grabbed onto her hand. "Give it a try. What if it works out? Let me tell you, Yaoyao is pretty impressive! If I didn't see her with my own eyes today, I would have had no idea that she was a high school student!"

"So...you're suggesting that I sign the contract?" Yun Shuihan looked at Meng Qiqi. Her eyes shifted; she was clearly moved.

Meng Qiqi nodded firmly.

"Yes!"

They couldn't let that b*tch, Ruo Lan, continue with her arrogant act!

...

"Dr. Wei, did my brother also have no reaction today?"

Song Yaoyao put down her backpack and approached Song Wenchuan.

"Yes, but don't be disappointed. After the serious injuries he sustained, it's already a miracle that he's alive," Wei Yuanfan replied.

"I'll take a look at him. As for the care worker, can you please ask him to visit often and take care not to stop the massages."

After lying in bed for long periods of time, muscle atrophy was common.

If they didn't stretch his body and massage his muscles, and he continued to lie there, his body would become useless even if he woke up in the future. If that happened, he would never walk again.

"You don't have to worry about that. I've been visiting him several times a day."

Wei Yuanfan's eyes lit up as he watched Song Yaoyao pull out an acupuncture needle.

"Miss Song, may I stay and watch? I guarantee that I won't make a sound and disturb you!"

Wei Yuanfan had witnessed Song Yaoyao's impressive skills. Moreover, Song Wenchuan was her brother, so he knew she would never make a move unless she was 100% sure.

When he was young, he had read many wuxia novels. Inside, the Chinese medicine practitioners were amazing and he had once longed to witness them at work. Only later did he find out that there were too few Chinese medicine practitioners who really had the skills.

Who knew he'd witness these amazing skills in this young lady.

"That's fine. If possible, can you give me a hand?"

Song Yaoyao nodded as she asked Wei Yuanfan to help her untie Song Wenchuan's hospital gown. She lowered her eyes, concentrated, and applied the needle...

The tip of the thin silver needle vibrated. Song Yaoyao focused all her energy on Song Wenchuan. She pressed her lips together and continuously used the needle to stimulate his acupuncture points.

...

Half an hour later, Song Yaoyao sighed.

"Okay, this is it for today. Thank you, Dr. Wei."