Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

The air in the hospital was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.

The local hospital's medical capabilities had reached their limit, so Lu Er had no choice but to arrange for her to return to China immediately.

Bai Zhi: "Recent flights require transfers in several places and take more than two days."

Given Ye Qingge's current precarious state, she is essentially gambling with her life.

"What should I do..." Lu Er paced around anxiously.

With no other options, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and call Lu Chen.

"Feed?" Lu Chen's voice was low and displeased, as if he had been woken up.

Lu Er quickly explained Ye Qingge's situation: "Brother, could you arrange for a private jet to pick her up?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone: "The group has very little business in Africa, and private jets generally don't fly there."

"Even with an emergency application, international routes involve take-off and landing permits, overflight rights, and diplomatic approvals from two countries. Going through the whole process can easily take three to five days."

"Three to five days?" Lu Er's heart sank instantly, her voice trembling with despair. "What are we going to do, brother? She can't wait that long, she'll die!"

Lu Chen sighed on the other end, his tone laced with a mocking disappointment: "In the middle of the night, instead of calling your boyfriend, you're harassing your own brother?"

"What, did you find a boyfriend just for show? Or is Song Jingmo all show and no substance, completely useless when it really matters?"

Lu Er was completely stunned by the barbed and sarcastic insults, her mind was buzzing.

The matter of the trending topic hasn't been explained yet. Will Song Jingmo help him?

With trembling hands, he dialed Song Jingmo's number again.

This time, the call was answered instantly.

"Er'er?" Song Jingmo's voice was clear and steady, without the slightest hint of sleepiness, as if he had been waiting for this call.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lu Er's forced composure crumbled instantly, and she burst into tears: "Ye Qingge's condition is very bad, she needs to return to China immediately, but there's no time for a flight."

"Song Jingmo, I'm scared... Will she die? I promised to help her. She has her younger brother waiting for her in the ICU..."

Hearing the broken sobs on the other end of the phone, Song Jingmo felt a pang of pain and a heavy heart.

"Er'er, don't cry."

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'll handle it."

"You stay in the hospital obediently, cooperate with the doctors, and wait for my news."

After hanging up with Lu Er, Song Jingmo immediately dialed Qu Suiwan's number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered. Qu Suiwan's voice carried a languid quality, as if she had just woken up: "Mo Mo? Calling so late, what happened?"

"Mom, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

Song Jingmo succinctly explained Ye Qingge's situation and the urgent need for a special plane to transfer her back to China.

"The situation is critical. Regular commercial flights are too slow, and the application process for private routes is too lengthy. Can you arrange an emergency flight as soon as possible?"

He paused, then emphasized, "The situation is very critical."

Qu Suiwan didn't ask any unnecessary questions: "Don't worry, send me the basic information. I'll immediately contact the relevant departments to apply for an emergency medical flight green channel and get the person back to City A as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Mom."

A few hours later, Lu Er sat on the plane, which was flying smoothly. Looking at the dark night sky outside the window and the distant city lights below, she was still a little dazed.

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up with excitement: "Dr. Song is amazing! This is an international air route, and he got it approved just like that."

"Dr. Song's connections go beyond just having a little influence; they've got connections at the highest levels."

Lu Er couldn't help but smile slightly, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

His doctor, Dr. Song, was far more capable than he had imagined.

City A.

Kangren Hospital was already on high alert.

Song Jingmo contacted the hospital's best obstetrics and gynecology, cardiac surgery, and ICU experts for a joint consultation, and even the operating room and postoperative intensive care unit were ready.

There are bound to be some rumors circulating in the hospital.

"What's wrong with Dr. Song? Why is she making such a fuss over that love rival, Ye Qingge?"

"Is this repaying evil with kindness?"

"I don't understand, I really don't understand. Is this true love? Even a love rival would go to such lengths to save someone?"

Song Jingmo ignored the surrounding discussions and stood in his white coat next to the helipad on the top floor of the hospital.

The night breeze ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead, her eyes fixed intently on the night sky, waiting for the person to return.

Around 10 p.m., accompanied by a loud roar, a plane painted with special markings landed smoothly.

The cabin door opened, and medical staff quickly took Ye Qingge to the operating room.

Lu Er practically jumped off the gangway and threw herself into Song Jingmo's arms without a care in the world.

I buried my face deep into the hollow of my neck, which smelled faintly of disinfectant, and greedily inhaled the reassuring scent.

"Song Jingmo..." Lu Er's voice was muffled, with a trembling tone of dependence.

Song Jingmo gently patted the person's back with one hand and whispered, "Let's go home."

Lu Er looked up, his eyes still red. If there hadn't been a bunch of doctors and nurses around, he really wanted to cup Song Jingmo's face and kiss him a few times.

lounge.

Lu Er told Song Jingmo everything about Ye Qingge being drugged, her unexpected pregnancy, her request for his help to cover it up, and her younger brother's illness and need for money.

"It's all over the internet now, saying we were having an affair and that she had an abortion for me..."

Lu Er scratched her hair in frustration. "What's the best way to handle this? Telling the truth directly will definitely ruin her acting career, and her brother is waiting for money for medical treatment..."

Bai Zhi chimed in, "The company is already doing everything it can to suppress the trending topics, but it's not very effective."

Song Jingmo reviewed the medical record: "Ye Qingge's chief complaint was abdominal pain and vaginal bleeding, accompanied by signs of impending shock. She was diagnosed with a miscarriage and underwent a dilation and curettage (D&C) procedure at the local hospital, and subsequently developed complications of infection and bleeding."

"From a medical perspective, these symptoms are very similar to those of a ruptured corpus luteum. Especially when triggered by strenuous exercise, such as a fall, it can be completely explained."

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up: "This explains why the surgery was necessary, while perfectly avoiding the sensitive topic of pregnancy and miscarriage. It also highlights your helpful and caring image, Brother Lu."

Lu Er looked at Song Jingmo with eyes full of admiration: "Dr. Song, you are a genius. Not only can you treat patients and save lives, but you can also handle crisis management."

Looking into Lu Er's bright, sparkling eyes that seemed to say, "My boyfriend is the best in the world," Song Jingmo's lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile.

"This is just providing a medical possibility. How to announce it to the public will require further communication with Ye Qingge and her team, respecting her wishes."

Lu Er couldn't help but snuggle closer to Song Jingmo again: "Song Jingmo, how are you so amazing..."

Song Jingmo glanced at the person, a hint of a smile flashing deep in his eyes, and gently grasped Lu Er's slightly cold fingers.

"Ye Qingge's assistant is on her way. Now you should come back to sleep with me."

Lu Er pouted and said, "I can't walk anymore."

Song Jingmo squatted down: "Come on up."