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

This hospital is the largest tertiary hospital in Shen Qinghan's city. Chen Hao's father, Dean Chen, has been operating here for over twenty years, with extensive connections and intricate relationships.

He could easily obstruct a patient's surgery without doing it openly; he only needed to make a few phone calls, and those people would naturally cooperate!

Shen Qinghan was extremely anxious and couldn't help but feel a little desperate!

Mr. Shen seemed to know something as well, but he didn't say anything!

"Jin Huan, what should we do?" Shen Qinghan's voice trembled slightly.

She clutched her phone, her face pale. The replies from those hospitals were like buckets of cold water, extinguishing her last glimmer of hope.

Jiang Jinhuan sat next to her, staring at the call log on the screen, his eyes growing colder. He wasn't unfamiliar with being harassed, but using a human life as a bargaining chip had crossed his bottom line.

"Jin Huan..." Shen Qinghan's voice was terribly hoarse, "Should I... should I go and beg Chen Hao?"

Jiang Jinhuan turned to look at her.

Shen Qinghan forced a smile that was more like a grimace: "He...he just wants me to back down. If I say a few kind words to him, maybe..."

"no!"

Jiang Jinhuan's voice wasn't loud, but it was very heavy.

Shen Qinghan froze for a moment, then tears welled up again: "But my dad can't wait any longer... The doctor said that if we delay any longer, the success rate of the second surgery will drop very low..."

Jiang Jinhuan stood up, put his phone in his pocket, and looked down into Shen Qinghan's eyes: "If you beg him now, he'll only become more demanding. You can never satisfy a person like that."

Shen Qinghan bit her lip, tears falling onto the back of her hand. She knew Jiang Jinhuan was right, but she really had no other choice.

Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The leather shoes tapped on the marble floor, carrying a hint of smugness!

Jiang Jinhuan looked up and, sure enough, saw Chen Hao walking out from around the corner.

He changed into a dark green velvet suit, his hair was still slicked back and polished, and this time he wasn't holding any flowers, but he had an unlit cigarette between his fingers, which he twirled between them.

Chen Hao walked closer, his gaze first sweeping over Shen Qinghan before landing on Jiang Jinhuan's face, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Oh, still here?" He spoke flippantly, as if he'd stumbled upon something amusing. "Qinghan, I heard your boyfriend was making calls everywhere trying to transfer hospitals, only to get rejected? Tsk tsk, that must have been tough."

Shen Qinghan's breathing quickened, her eyes filled with hatred as she looked at Chen Hao: "Chen Hao, what exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Chen Hao chuckled.

He tucked the cigarette behind his ear, took two steps forward, and looked down at Shen Qinghan. "I want to help you, Qinghan. I've already said that as long as you agree, the surgery can be arranged anytime, and you don't need to worry about the money."

But what about you? You insist on getting involved with this guy who just appeared out of nowhere.

As he spoke, his gaze slowly moved down, from Shen Qinghan's face to her neck, and then down to her chest, which was heaving violently with tension. His throat moved, and the greed in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Qinghan, with such great qualities, what future do you have if you follow him?"

Chen Hao lowered his voice, which was filled with greed and lewdness, "Come with me, and I'll cover all your father's surgery expenses, not to mention your mother's targeted therapy drugs that cost tens of thousands of yuan every month."

You won't have to worry about what others think of you anymore. Buy whatever you want; I'll take care of you, okay?

Shen Qinghan was trembling all over, furious.

She stood up from beside Jiang Jinhuan, took a step back, and said in an icy voice, "Chen Hao, if you keep this up, I'll call the police."

"Call the police?" Chen Hao laughed twice as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world, then abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes turning cold. "Call the police for what? I came to visit a patient and said a few words of concern, is that illegal? Qinghan, you're too naive."

He took a step forward, and Shen Qinghan took a step back, her back almost touching the wall.

Chen Hao reached out a hand, wanting to touch Shen Qinghan's chin, but Jiang Jinhuan suddenly stepped forward and blocked the two of them.

Chen Hao's hand hovered in mid-air, frozen for a second, then slowly lowered, the smile on his face completely gone.

"Oh, your protector?" He tilted his head and sized up Jiang Jinhuan with a contemptuous look in his eyes. "I was just about to talk about you. You're quite capable, pulling out 500,000 without even blinking."

So what? Rich? There are plenty of rich people these days, but in my little corner of the world, even a dragon has to coil up, and a tiger has to lie low.

He leaned closer and lowered his voice: "You know what? With just one word from me, not a single person in any of the hospitals here would dare to disobey me. And that old man is at a critical moment right now, he can't be moved at all. You can't even transfer him to another city!"

Chen Hao straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, and his confident smile returned to his face.

"Qinghan, let me be frank with you. In this city, without my approval, absolutely no hospital or doctor dares to perform this surgery on your father. I mean what I say."

He looked at Shen Qinghan's pale face, his tone softening again, carrying a feigned gentleness: "But if you promise me you'll be my woman, you'll come with me to dinner tonight, and I'll pamper you. Tomorrow morning, I'll personally arrange for the best specialist to perform surgery on your father. How about it?"

Shen Qinghan's lips trembled, and the anger in her eyes almost devoured Chen Hao.

The corridor was quiet for a few seconds, with only the faint sound of a telephone ringing from the nurses' station in the distance.

Just then, Jiang Jin Huan made a move.

He took half a step forward and stood in front of Chen Hao.

The two were less than a foot apart, and Chen Hao could even smell the faint scent of soap on Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Jinhuan was half a head taller than Chen Hao. He looked at Chen Hao with his eyes slightly lowered, his gaze as calm as a deep pool of water, but Chen Hao inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

"Are you done talking?" Jiang Jinhuan asked, his voice not loud, but every word could be heard clearly in the corridor.

Chen Hao, his neck stiff, retorted, "Finished? What's next?"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, almost gentle, but it made Chen Hao's heart skip a beat.

"Chen Hao," Jiang Jinhuan said, "your father has run this hospital for over twenty years, with extensive connections and deep relationships. You think you can manipulate things in this city with a flick of your wrist, right?"

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes: "What are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say," Jiang Jinhuan's tone remained calm, but every word struck like a nail, "do you really think you can control everything?"

Jiang Jinhuan reached out and gently patted her shoulder, then took out his phone and pulled out a number.

He pressed the dial button, and the phone was answered after two rings.

"Jin Huan?" A gentle, surprised female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Jin Huan, where are you? Have you come back?"

Jiang Jinhuan noticed the tremor and surprise in her voice. He paused slightly before saying, "Sister Lan, I have an urgent matter and would like to ask for your help."