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Liang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi's gaze remained fixed on the asphalt road in front of the car. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyelashes were slightly lowered. He appeared calm and composed, as if he were talking about something trivial.

Liang Yu suddenly recalled what Yan Qi had once said: "I only do long-term business, not one-off transactions."

She then realized what Yan Qi meant by "long-term identity".

Yan Qi has only been in Haicheng for a short time, probably because he wants a long-term, stable job.

Liang Yu then laughed happily and said in a light tone:

"No problem, the driver service can be extended indefinitely until you find another job that's more suitable."

"Of course, I will definitely not treat you unfairly in terms of compensation."

Liang Yu thought for a moment, then said:

"Actually, I don't go out every day. How about this, I'll let you know in advance every time I need to use the car, and you can use your free time as you like."

Liang Yu looked at Yan Qiying and smiled, her almond-shaped eyes curving into small crescent moons, then asked with a smile:

"How about this?"

Yan Qi glanced sideways, his deep gaze sweeping over Liang Yu's smiling face.

He quickly looked away and continued to focus on the road ahead, his fingertips on the steering wheel tightening slightly, his knuckles turning bluish-white.

He replied in a low, hoarse voice:

"it is good."

Yan Qi's deep gaze was focused on the road ahead, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow on his eyelids, which just happened to cover the deep melancholy in his eyes.

The 911 traveled at a fast but steady speed. The soft sound of the tires rolling over the asphalt, mixed with the low hum of the air conditioning vents, became the only background noise in the car.

The two were about an arm's length apart.

The faint, damp woody scent emanating from Yan Qi, mixed with the slightly cool, damp aura clung to him, swirled around Liang Yu.

Without them even realizing it, they had completely surrounded and entangled Liang Yu.

911 quickly arrived at the entrance of the old house in Lishu Village.

Yan Qi stepped on the brakes, and the car came to a smooth stop without any bumps.

He casually unbuckled his seatbelt, and as he raised his arm, the sleeve of his black shirt was pulled up slightly, revealing his well-defined forearm.

Yan Qi got out of the car, walked around to the front of the car, and opened the car door for Liang Yu.

As before, he reached out to shield the top frame and helped Liang Yu get off the car.

After Liang Yu got out of the car, he looked up at Yan Qi and said with a smile:

"I'm going in to get my documents, I'll be right back, please wait for me outside."

After saying that, he turned and ran towards the gate.

Yan Qi leaned against the car door, motionless, his shirt collar swaying slightly in the breeze, revealing the clear lines of his collarbone.

When Liang Yu came out of the house, what he saw was Yan Qi leaning lazily against the door frame, one hand in his pocket and the other on the half-open car door.

The sunlight slanted across Yan Qi's face, elongating the shadow of his thick eyelashes and casting a small, fan-like shadow on his cheek.

His well-tailored black outfit perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow back, highlighting his exceptionally long legs.

Yan Qi leaned against the car door in utter silence, his body enveloped in a gloomy aura, both cold and alluring.

He heard the door open, then raised his eyelashes to look at the doorway and slowly straightened up.

Liang Yu walked up to Yan Qi with a smile on her face and said:

"Okay, I've got my documents. Let's go back to the hospital now. I have an appointment to meet the travel agency representatives there."

Yan Qi gave a soft "hmm," reached out to shield the roof frame, and helped Liang Yu into the passenger seat.

After 9/11 was initiated, Yan Qicai asked in a calm voice:

Where are you planning to travel?

While checking the documents, Liang Yu replied:

"I'm going to country A in a few days, but it's not for tourism. I'm just going to meet someone, talk to them about some things, and then I'll come back."

"Tourist visas are processed quickly. I had someone from the travel agency take my documents to submit the application today, and the visa should be issued in a few days."

"I can't leave my grandma for too long, I have to go and come back quickly."

Yan Qi then asked:

"Are you going alone?"

Liang Yu nodded and replied:

"Yes, I'll go alone. Xiaoxiao can't take leave, but I'll be back quickly. It'll only take three or four days round trip."

Yan Qi replied in a deep voice, "I understand," and then fell silent.

The car returned to calm. The trees on both sides were rushing past, and the sunlight streaming in through the windows created patches of light that kept moving backward.

The royal blue 911 quickly returned to the hospital parking lot.

Yan Qi opened the car door for Liang Yu and reached out to block the top frame.

After Liang Yu got out of the car, she looked up at Yan Qi with a smile and said:

"Yan Qi, I'll be staying with my grandmother at the hospital for the next few days, and then I'll go to Country A. I'll let you know in advance when I return to Lishu Village next time."

"You're free during this time; you can do whatever you want."

Yan Qi lowered his eyes and glanced at Liang Yu, giving a faint "hmm" and saying, "Okay."

Liang Yu smiled and waved to Yan Qi, then turned and walked towards the corridor of the inpatient department, making a phone call to someone at the travel agency as he went.

"Manager Xu, you can have someone come over with the documents to pick up the certificates now. I'll wait for you at the hospital."

Yan Qi's gaze followed Liang Yu's retreating figure intently, his dark eyes revealing no emotion.

Only after that figure disappeared from sight did he turn around and get into the Rolls-Royce not far away.

Yan Qi leaned back in the leather seat, exuding a nonchalant yet oppressive aura.

He instructed Kang Liang, who was sitting in the front row, in a low voice:

"I'm going to Country A in a few days, could you please arrange my itinerary?"

As Liang Yu stepped out of the elevator, he looked up and saw a familiar figure.

Fang Ze leaned against the wall between the two ward doors, his shoulders slightly slumped, his usual haughty and upright demeanor gone.

His pale face was accentuated by his plain-colored loungewear, with the cuffs casually rolled up to reveal a section of his wrist, showing clearly defined wrist bones.

Fang Ze lowered his head slightly, and the stray hairs on his forehead fell down, obscuring his eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see his expression. Only a faint curve could be seen on his jawline.

There is a sense of loneliness and isolation.

Liang Yu glanced at Fang Ze only once before looking away.

She walked quietly, not wanting to be discovered by Fang Ze.

But the moment she reached for the doorknob, Fang Ze grabbed her wrist.

Liang Yu was startled, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Fang Ze immediately withdrew his hand and said in a strained voice:

"Xiao Yu, I waited for you here on purpose. There's something I want to tell you."

Liang Yu gave a very soft "hmm" and whispered:

"Then let's say it here."

Fang Ze's lowered eyelashes concealed the bloodshot veins in his eyes. He frowned and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"it is good."

"Xiao Yu, I just want to apologize to you on behalf of my mother. Whether it was yesterday or before, it was all my mother's fault."

"I'm sorry you've suffered these past few years."

Liang Yu hadn't expected Fang Ze to say these things to her. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered:

"Okay, I accept your apology."

"Is there anything else?"

Fang Ze replied in a low voice:

"Xiao Yu, may I go in to visit Grandma?"

Liang Yu asked himself honestly, and he realized that Fang Ze had always been very good to his grandmother. After Fang Ze's career took off, he was very willing to spend money on his grandmother's treatment and rehabilitation.

After a moment of silence, Liang Yu replied:

"You can visit your grandmother, but you can no longer send her to Redwood Bay."

"If you ever again send Grandma to Redwood Bay behind my back, I will hate you."

Fang Ze nodded immediately and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Liang Yu pushed open the door and entered the ward, and Fang Ze followed him in.

Fang Ze had only been in the ward for two minutes when Liang Yu began to tell him to leave:

"Fang Ze, you should go now. You've already visited Grandma, and I thank you for your visit on her behalf. Go back now."

Seeing the rejection in Liang Yu's eyes, Fang Ze sighed softly and said helplessly:

"Okay, I'm right next door. You can contact me anytime if you need anything."

Liang Yu replied with a faint smile:

"I'll usually be fine. Thank you for your kindness. Goodbye."

Fang Ze could only nod, silently turn around, and leave his grandmother's hospital room.

Not long after Fang Ze left, there was another knock on the ward door.

Liang Yu went to open the door, and there stood a young woman in a light blue business suit, with a travel agency badge pinned to her chest and a transparent file bag in her hand.

The girl smiled and said to Liang Yu:

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Liang? Hello, this is Xiao Xu from the travel agency. I'm here to collect your visa application materials."

Liang Yu smiled and replied, "Are you Manager Xu, the one I spoke to on the phone?" He then stepped aside, gesturing for Manager Xu to come in.

Manager Xu nodded and replied with a smile:

"Ms. Lin is our VIP customer. You were introduced by Ms. Lin, so naturally I should serve you personally."

Liang Yu said "Oh," and handed the prepared document bag to Manager Xu.

"Manager Xu, please have a seat. These are the documents prepared according to the list you gave me. Please check if anything is missing."

Manager Xu reached out and took the document bag, sat down in the chair, took out a wet wipe to wipe his hands, and then began to carefully check the materials.

After checking the materials, Manager Xu looked at Liang Yu and smiled:

"Ms. Liang, the materials are all prepared. You just need to fill out a few more forms."

As he spoke, he pulled forms out of the file bag.

Liang Yu hurriedly said:

"Manager Xu, please fill out the form for me. I don't want to write it."

Manager Xu was taken aback, then quickly replied with a smile:

"There are also some forms that require your signature..."

Liang Yu interrupted:

"Manager Xu, you can fill this out for me."

Manager Xu nodded, then took out his phone and took pictures of all the materials, saying to Liang Yu as he did so:

"Ms. Liang, thank you for your trust. If you have any other needs during your trip to Country A, please feel free to contact me anytime, and I can arrange everything for you."

Liang Yu hummed in response:

"Okay, I'll definitely contact you if I have any other needs. How long does it take to process the visa?"

Manager Xu explained while taking photos:

"I have applied for a three-year e-visa for country A for you. The processing time is approximately three to fifteen business days."

"However, based on our previous application experience, the visa is usually issued within five working days. You can travel to and from Country A multiple times within three years, with each trip not exceeding ninety days."

Liang Yu smiled and agreed, saying that ninety days would be more than enough time.

After seeing off Manager Xu from the travel agency, Lin Xiao, Zhou Yang, and Zhao Wen arrived.

Upon seeing Liang Yu, Zhou Yang gently comforted him:

"Liang Yu, don't worry. My mentor and I have both heard about the nerve agent that the lab developed."

"I'll take a blood sample from your grandmother now and bring it back to the lab to test it with my supervisor. We'll try our best to find a way to detoxify her."

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he walked to his grandmother's bedside and, with Lin Xiao's help, began to draw blood from his grandmother's veins.

Zhao Wen slowly wheeled herself to Liang Yu and whispered:

"Miss Liang, don't worry too much. Your grandmother will definitely be alright. Who knows, Cao Lan might have a change of heart one day and bring you the antidote on her own."