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

"Jin Huan, what happened?" Qin Lan's voice immediately became serious.

Jiang Jinhuan briefly explained Shen's father's situation, including the delayed surgery, Chen Hao's interference, and the urgent need for a specialist to arrange the surgery. This was the first time he had ever asked someone for help like this.

After listening, Qin Lan immediately said, "I understand. Send me the address, and I'll arrange it right away."

The Qin family is a powerful local family in Jiangcheng, with connections in jewelry and medical fields. The largest private hospital in Jiangcheng is also owned by the Qin family.

"Thank you, Sister Lan!" Jiang Jinhuan expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

"Jin Huan! Your business is our business. You don't need to thank me, you just need to make requests of me!" Qin Lan's voice carried a hint of seduction.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and suddenly he chuckled: "Any request is acceptable? What about the more outrageous ones?"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Lan seemed to sob, then said, "Whatever you say!"

Jiang Jinhuan didn't know what Qin Lan's expression was at this moment, but simply said, "Okay, I understand!"

Qin Lan suddenly called out to him, her voice tinged with a hint of caution, "Jin Huan, when are you coming back?"

Jiang Jinhuan said, "Don't worry, Sister Lan, I'll go back as soon as things are settled here."

"Okay! I'll handle it right away!" Qin Lan's voice carried a hint of amusement. "As for the doctor's matter, wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jinhuan turned around and found Shen Qinghan looking at him with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Qin Lan, president of the Qin Group?" she asked softly.

"Yes, she knows some people in the medical system, they should be able to help." Jiang Jinhuan put away his phone, his tone calm.

Shen Qinghan nodded without asking any further questions.

She knew in her heart who Qin Lan was.

The president of the Qin Group is one of the top figures in Jiangcheng's business circle, but she never expected that Qin Lan would help Jiang Jinhuan like this.

But she can't care about that now.

She just wanted her father to have the surgery as soon as possible.

……

The next morning, while Shen Qinghan was dozing on a bench in the hospital corridor, a commotion suddenly broke out downstairs.

Several black vans stopped at the entrance of the inpatient department. The doors opened, and seven or eight people in white coats filed out.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding a refined air. Behind him were several young doctors and nurses, all of whom seemed to be in a hurry, as if they had some urgent mission.

The nurses in the inpatient ward were all stunned when they saw this group of people.

"That's... Director Zhao from Jiangcheng Central Hospital? What brings him here?"

"Isn't that Professor Wang from the Provincial People's Hospital? I saw him at an academic conference last year!"

"And that one, I think he's an expert from Beijing, I've seen him on TV!"

"Good heavens, why are they all here? Is some important person sick?"

The murmurs quickly spread down the corridor.

Director Zhao led his group straight into the dean's office.

Dean Chen was drinking tea when he saw this group of people push the door open and almost dropped his teacup.

"Director Zhao... Director Zhao? What brings you here?" Dean Chen quickly stood up, a smile plastered on his face. "Why didn't you let me know you were coming? I could have made arrangements to welcome you..."

Director Zhao glanced at him, his tone unhurried yet carrying an undeniable weight: "Dean Chen, I'm here today on someone's behalf to perform a second surgery on a patient named Shen Guoqiang. Could you please arrange the necessary paperwork and bed?"

Dean Chen's expression changed instantly.

Shen Guoqiang.

He certainly remembered the name. His son, Chen Hao, had specifically told him yesterday that the patient's surgery wasn't urgent and that he should schedule it for after the New Year.

But now, the chief physician of Jiangcheng Central Hospital has personally led the team over, followed by experts from the province and professors from Beijing.

This kind of setup is enough to treat a provincial or ministerial-level leader.

"Director Zhao, this..." Beads of sweat appeared on Dean Chen's forehead, "Isn't the surgery a bit sudden? Our hospital wasn't prepared..."

"Dean Chen," Director Zhao interrupted him, her tone still gentle but tinged with coldness, "this patient's surgery was arranged personally by Miss Qin over the phone."

"Miss Qin? Which Miss Qin?"

"Qin Group, Qin Lan."

Dean Chen's legs went weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Qin Lan.

The eldest daughter of the Qin family in Jiangcheng, the president of the Qin Group, and a person with immense influence and connections.

He was just a minor director of a top-tier hospital; compared to the Qin family, he was nothing.

Don't think that the Qin family has no influence in Jiangcheng.

There are plenty of people here who are willing to cultivate good relations with the Qin family!

But how is that person from the Shen family related to the Qin family?

If he knew this, why would he make things difficult for the Shen family and create trouble for himself?

"I'll arrange it right away, I'll arrange it right away!" Dean Chen hurriedly picked up the phone, about to call the department, when the office door was pushed open again.

Chen Hao swaggered in, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Dad," he said, "I've had Shen Guoqiang's surgery postponed. Shen Qinghan will definitely have to come begging me again, and then I..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

A group of people he didn't recognize were standing in the office, each of them looking at him with a strange expression.

"Dean Chen, you really do have a good son!"

Professor Wang, being the most upright person, couldn't help but mock Dean Chen at this moment.

Professor Wang, the fact that you can become a professor shows how influential you are.

If Dean Chen, sitting in the dean's seat, didn't understand the influence of a medical professor, then he would be truly foolish.

Dean Chen's face turned a deep purplish-red. He walked up to Chen Hao and slapped him across the face.

"Smack—"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed loudly in the office.

Chen Hao covered his face, completely bewildered. "Dad, why did you hit me?"

"You good-for-nothing!" Dean Chen trembled with rage. "Look what you've done! Do you even know who you've offended? You almost ruined the entire hospital!"

Chen Hao covered his face, looking at his father's furious expression, and then at the experts in white coats beside him, finally realizing the seriousness of the situation.

His face turned deathly pale.

"Get out of here now!" Dean Chen roared.

Chen Hao scrambled out of the room.

Director Zhao stood there, adjusting his glasses. "Dean Chen, about the surgery..."

"Arrange it immediately! Arrange it immediately!" Dean Chen wiped the sweat from his brow. "I'll personally oversee it; it'll be done this afternoon!"

Dean Chen dared not delay.

He couldn't afford to offend any of these people.

……

When the news reached Shen Qinghan's ears, she was in the hospital room feeding her father water.

The nurse pushed open the door and said, "Bed 23, please prepare for surgery. Do not drink water or eat anything! This afternoon at 2 PM, Director Zhao from Jiangcheng Central Hospital will personally perform the surgery, with experts from the province assisting!"