To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Chen Hao placed the flowers, then looked at Shen Qinghan with a sly smile, his eyes sweeping over Shen Qinghan's proud chest.

A hint of disgust flashed in Shen Qinghan's eyes.

Chen Hao then said, "Qinghan, your words hurt me. How can this be considered harassment? I'm just concerned about you, afraid you can't handle it alone."

Chen Hao glanced at Shen's father on the hospital bed, his tone slightly playful: "You know your father's condition, this second surgery can't be delayed any longer."

I've already talked to my dad. As long as you agree, the surgery can be arranged anytime, and you don't need to worry about the money. How about that? Haven't I been good enough to you?

Shen Qinghan's face paled for a moment, and her fingers clenched the hem of her clothes.

"Impossible. You don't need to worry about the money. I'll raise it as soon as possible."

"Raise the money? Hah, Qinghan, I know a bit about your family's situation. Do you think you can raise the money within three to five days? You know, illness doesn't wait for anyone!"

Shen Qinghan's face was unusually pale, and his eyes were icy cold!

Jiang Jinhuan glanced between the two men and roughly understood what was going on.

He never imagined that the aloof and arrogant Shen Qinghan would be manipulated by someone like this.

For no apparent reason, he felt a little annoyed.

He stood up, walked to Shen Qinghan's side, and naturally took her hand.

Shen Qinghan was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and almost burst into tears.

Chen Hao's eyes fixed on the two people's clasped hands, and his face instantly darkened.

"Qinghan, who is this?" Chen Hao's voice turned cold.

"He's my boyfriend," Shen Qinghan said naturally, squeezing Jiang Jinhuan's hand even tighter.

Chen Hao's lips twitched, then he scoffed, "Boyfriend? I've never heard of you having a boyfriend. Qinghan, you're not just trying to fool me with some random guy, are you?"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at him and said calmly, "Young Master Chen, is that right?"

Chen Hao raised an eyebrow and looked at him arrogantly.

Jiang Jinhuan's eyes were cold. "Qinghan's father needs surgery. This is a serious matter. If you can help arrange it, I will thank you on Qinghan's behalf."

But if your help comes with conditions or even threats... then it's not helping, it's taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Chen Hao's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor.

"Heh, who are you? Trying to lecture me like that?"

Chen Hao crossed his arms with an arrogant expression, looked Jiang Jinhuan up and down, and said disdainfully, "Do you know who I am?"

This hospital belongs to my dad. I can schedule surgery for whomever I want, and I don't have to if I don't want to. You say I'm taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Well, then I'm taking advantage of someone's misfortune, so what?

Chen Hao looked arrogant, his eyes fixed on Shen Qinghan with intense possessiveness!

Chen Hao looked at Shen Qinghan and his tone became ambiguous: "Qinghan, you've seen it too. What can your boyfriend do besides saying a few nice words?"

Will he pay a single penny for your father's surgery or your mother's medical expenses?

Shen Qinghan was trembling with anger. Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Jinhuan gently squeezed her hand, signaling her to be quiet.

"Young Master Chen, you don't need to worry about the surgery fees!" Jiang Jinhuan said.

Chen Hao paused for a moment, then laughed: "What, you really want to pay for her surgery? Let me tell you, the subsequent surgery plus hospitalization and rehabilitation will cost at least four or five hundred thousand. Can you afford that?"

Jiang Jinhuan didn't answer him, but turned to Shen Qinghan: "Qinghan, what's your bank account number?"

Shen Qinghan was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Bank card number."

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Shen Qinghan with a determined gaze.

Shen Qinghan looked at Jiang Jinhuan and her gaze hardened. She then quickly gave him a number.

Jiang Jinhuan took out his phone and operated it a few times.

A few seconds later, Shen Qinghan's phone rang.

She took it out and saw it was a transfer notification.

A full 500,000.

"Get your uncle's surgery done first," Jiang Jinhuan said softly, as if discussing a trivial matter. "Don't worry about the money."

Chen Hao stood to the side, his expression incredibly interesting.

He watched as Jiang Jinhuan casually transferred 500,000 without even blinking.

Five hundred thousand might be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but this person transferred it out as casually as if it were fifty dollars.

"Who exactly are you?" Chen Hao's eyes turned somewhat resentful.

Then Chen Hao looked at Shen Qinghan: "Qinghan, you're willing to take his money, so why won't you take mine?"

Shen Qinghan said coldly, "He's my boyfriend, I belong to him, of course I want his money, I have no qualms about taking it! As for you, are we even that close? Why should I take your money?"

Chen Hao looked at Jiang Jinhuan, wishing he could bite him.

Jiang Jinhuan said calmly, "There's no need for Young Master Chen to worry about the surgery; we'll cover the costs ourselves."

Chen Hao's face turned pale and then red, and his lips moved several times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He originally intended to use his father's power to control Shen Qinghan, hoping to leave this woman with no choice but to bow down and beg him.

But now, a shrewd competitor has suddenly appeared, bidding against him without a word, shattering all his plans.

"You...you just wait!" Chen Hao said harshly, then turned and stormed off.

The ward fell silent again.

Shen Qinghan was still standing there, clutching her phone, head down, shoulders trembling slightly.

"Qinghan." Jiang Jinhuan walked over and called her softly.

Shen Qinghan suddenly raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Jin Huan..."

Jiang Jinhuan reached out and gently patted her shoulder. "Let's get Uncle's surgery done first, we'll talk about the rest later!"

Shen Qinghan's tears finally fell. She took a step forward, rested her forehead on Jiang Jinhuan's shoulder, and her shoulders heaved as she cried.

All the pressure, grievances, and fears of the past few days were released at this moment.

Jiang Jinhuan didn't push her away, but just stood quietly, gently patting her back with one hand.

I thought that once the money issue was resolved, the surgery could be scheduled smoothly.

However, Jiang Jinhuan underestimated Chen Hao's shamelessness.

Jiang Jinhuan had scheduled several surgeries, but the hospital always used the excuse of scheduling them as not being available to perform the surgeries.

Seeing that he was about to miss the best time for a second surgery, Jiang Jinhuan felt angry for the first time.

He never expected that Chen Hao would treat a human life so casually.

Instead, it is used as leverage to blackmail people, without any psychological burden.

This kind of person is simply an animal.

What he found even more unbelievable was that the hospital's director was also someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong.

"Fine, if you won't do it, then transfer me to another hospital!"

Jiang Jin Huan acted quickly.

That very evening, he contacted several of the best hospitals in the vicinity to inquire about the possibility of transferring to another hospital and undergoing a second surgery.

The responses were surprisingly consistent: "Sorry, beds are currently in short supply," "Expert appointments are full," and "We suggest you get initial treatment at your local hospital first."

One or two times could be considered a coincidence, but after making five or six calls in a row and being politely refused for various reasons, Jiang Jinhuan frowned.

He sat on a bench in the corridor, staring at the densely packed call logs on his phone screen, his eyes gradually turning cold.

This is no longer an energy that Chen Hao alone can mobilize.

Sure enough, this dean is no good either!