Zhang Yang gently embraced Mi Xue, a smile playing on his lips, his entire bearing radiating a powerful confidence as he spoke.

Zhang De, standing nearby, watched him with undisguised astonishment.

For someone so young to claim credit for the surgery was usually enough to terrify family members. Naturally, the more experienced the surgeon, the better. This young man, who looked barely twenty, instinctively inspired mistrust.

Instead of suspicion, Mi Xue felt an even deeper sense of calm upon hearing Zhang Yang's words.

She didn't know that the moment Mi Xue saw Zhang Yang, her worries had begun to dissipate. Hearing that Zhang Yang himself had performed the surgery put her heart completely at ease.

All she still didn't know was the severity of her father's injuries or the extent of his pain; as for his life being in danger, she had not the slightest concern.

"Thank you, Zhang Yang. When I got the call from my mother earlier, I was truly terrified!"

Mi Xue murmured softly, nestling into Zhang Yang's embrace. With him here, she felt utterly secure.

"Give Auntie a call and tell her your father is fine!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly. Mi Xue's cheeks flushed faintly, and she quickly pulled out her phone to step aside and make the call.

Seeing Zhang Yang had completely focused her mind on her father, making her forget to notify her mother—a lapse she knew she shouldn't have made.

"Zhang Yang, it's a relief that the man is okay. I should head back now; the research group has a mountain of work waiting for me,"

Wang Guohai walked over and spoke to Zhang Yang. He had stayed behind out of concern, waiting until he saw Zhang Yang emerge from the surgery and confirm everything was fine before taking his leave.

Zhang Yang nodded. Wang Guohai glanced at Mi Xue, who was on the phone nearby, and then added, "If you need anything at all, just say the word. Even though you're not here, this is still your home. I will certainly help you with anything within my power!"

Wang Guohai was aware of Zhang Yang’s relationship with Mi Xue. Now, knowing the patient was Zhang Yang’s future father-in-law, the situation was clear.

A future father-in-law was practically family. At least for the hospital, any care they could provide would be arranged without question.

Zhang Yang let out a light laugh and nodded. "I understand. Thank you, Director Wang. I will certainly let you know if anything is needed!"

Wang Guohai finally departed. Since they were in the same hospital, any issue could be easily sorted out.

As he left, a thought struck him: if Zhang Yang’s future father-in-law was hospitalized here, wouldn't that mean Zhang Yang would have to visit the hospital these next few days? And if so, Zhang Yang could check in on their department every day!

In Zhang Yang's absence, Wang Guohai always felt a nagging unease. Only when Zhang Yang was around did he feel truly confident about everything.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Yang casually picked up his phone.

The screen showed thirteen missed calls. Six were from Mi Xue, and the other seven were all from Young Master Su.

There was no need to return Mi Xue’s calls. Zhang Yang simply pressed the call button for Young Master Su.

"It’s about time you checked in! What were you doing just now? Why weren't you answering your phone?"

As soon as the call connected, Young Master Su’s rapid-fire questions flooded the line. Zhang Yang quickly held the phone slightly away from his ear; Su Gongzi’s booming voice could nearly rupture an eardrum.

"I was in surgery!"

Zhang Yang stated calmly. Su Gongzi’s already elevated voice immediately cut off.

"Surgery? What happened? What’s the matter?"

Su Gongzi immediately pressed again, but this time his tone was much softer, lacking the accusatory edge from before. He understood that if Zhang Yang was in surgery, it must be important work—saving a life.

"Mi Xue’s father was in a car accident. I happened to be at the hospital and performed the surgery for him. He is fine now!"

Zhang Yang spoke softly, as if recounting a minor incident.

Li Xiangyang happened to be coming out at that moment. He froze momentarily upon hearing Zhang Yang’s words, then let out a bitter, self-deprecating laugh.

What Zhang Yang described so casually was, to him, an earth-shattering event—something he himself could never manage. Comparing oneself to another could truly lead to despair. Zhang Yang was so much younger, yet his medical skill was something Li Xiangyang could never hope to match, even in his wildest dreams.

Fortunately, Li Xiangyang was an optimistic person; if he couldn't compare, he simply wouldn't try. Zhang Yang was an anomaly, a prodigy that appeared perhaps once in a century. Trying to compete with him would only result in driving oneself mad.

"Mi Xue’s father. I see. Which hospital are you at?" Su Zhantao asked again.

Zhang Yang gave him the location, then quickly ended the call. Mi Xue had finished her call and was walking back over; he needed to comfort her. Moreover, Mi Zhiguo would be out of the operating room soon, and he needed to arrange for Mi Zhiguo’s admission to a proper ward. Today, it seemed, he would be setting up residence at the hospital.

Mi Xue approached, regarding Zhang Yang with a slightly curious look. After a moment, she spoke softly, "My mother and the others will be here in a bit; they are coming directly to the hospital!"

Zhang Yang nodded. "Then we'll wait here. Auntie must be extremely worried; make sure you reassure her when she arrives and tell her Uncle is safe!"

Hesitating slightly, Mi Xue added, "My mother said that if Dad is okay, she wants to transfer him. She wants to move Dad to the Provincial Hospital; my mom has an old classmate there who can arrange things; the facilities are much better."

"Transfer hospitals?"

Zhang Yang paused for a moment, immediately grasping the situation. Worry often led to irrationality; everyone panicked when someone close to them was injured, and Mi Xue’s mother and daughter were no exception. Now that Mi Zhiguo was safe, they were relieved, but they also wanted the best environment and conditions for his recovery. The Third Hospital was somewhat well-known in Changjing, but it was still a municipal hospital, with an undeniable gap compared to the Provincial Hospital. It wasn't just Mi Xue's mother; even Mi Xue herself preferred her father to be at the Provincial Hospital.

Fearing Zhang Yang might misunderstand, Mi Xue quickly clarified, "Zhang Yang, as long as you are around, it doesn't matter which hospital my dad is in. Since you are no longer at the Third Hospital, it’s fine for my dad to go to the Provincial Hospital!"

"No problem, Provincial Hospital it is. I'll handle the transfer paperwork for Uncle,"

Zhang Yang smiled faintly. He genuinely didn't care which hospital it was; as long as Mi Xue was satisfied, that was enough. Mi Zhiguo's injury was primarily post-operative recovery; Zhang Yang could manage his healing even at home, let alone in a hospital.

The transfer procedure wasn't complicated. Upon learning Mi Zhiguo was moving, Zhu Zhixiang personally came over. Ultimately, Zhu Zhixiang made direct calls to the Provincial Hospital staff to smooth the transition for Mi Zhiguo.

Zhu Zhixiang’s main concern had been Zhang Yang. He initially suspected the transfer was due to Zhang Yang having an issue with the hospital—a matter he considered significant. Wang Guohai had already reported to him, informing him that Zhang Yang’s father-in-law was currently their patient. After Zhang Yang explained the situation, Zhu Zhixiang was greatly relieved. He understood Mi Xue’s request; hospitals frequently encountered such situations where people with connections or money desired better facilities. If the situation involved Mi Xue herself, she might not care where she stayed, but when it was her father, she would naturally share that desire—it was only human nature.

Three hours later, Mi Zhiguo was moved to the Provincial Hospital. It was indeed grander and far larger than the Third Hospital, especially its massive underground parking structure, which was far beyond the Third Hospital's capacity.

Arriving at the Provincial Hospital, Zhang Yang couldn't help but look around a few extra times. This renowned major local hospital was actually his first visit.

Mi Xue’s mother’s old friend had already made arrangements, securing a high-grade ward for them. Given Mi Zhiguo's status, he didn't quite qualify for the VIP "Cadre Ward," so a premium room would have to suffice for now.

The high-grade ward was excellent, equipped with everything necessary, and Zhang Yang could tell Mi Xue was quite satisfied with the accommodations.

After everything was settled and she sat beside her father’s bed, Mi Xue’s eyes began to redden again. Mi Zhiguo was out of danger, but he had suffered such a severe injury, and as his daughter, she felt immense heartache, wishing she could bear the pain for him.

After sitting for only a short while, Mi Xue’s mother, Wu Fenglan, and her younger brother, Mi An, arrived at the ward. Both looked relatively composed, not overly distressed, as Mi Xue had already explained everything over the phone and offered comfort. Upon learning that Mi Zhiguo was indeed fine and only needed rest and recovery, they finally felt completely at ease.

"Zhang Yang, we truly must thank you this time. It was a blessing that you were here!"

On their way over, Zhang De had already called and relayed everything that had happened. Zhang De had been at the hospital the whole time and knew more about certain events than Mi Xue did. Learning that Mi Zhiguo had once been in mortal danger and that Zhang Yang had been the one to save him left her with complex emotions.

Mi Zhiguo had originally opposed their relationship. Wu Fenglan had supported it, but she hadn't had the final say or control over decisions. Later, under unavoidable circumstances, Mi Zhiguo had finally consented to their relationship, but even then, his demeanor toward Zhang Yang remained distant and cool. She had worried about this for some time, but before they could find a way to fully reconcile the strained relationship, Mi Zhiguo had the accident, and the one who saved him turned out to be Zhang Yang.

"Auntie, what are you saying? We are family now. Besides, I am a doctor; no matter who is in danger, I would step in to save them!"

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head. This time, he wasn't exaggerating. Even if the patient hadn't been Mi Zhiguo, he would have fought with all his strength. When he first went in for the surgery, he hadn't known the patient was Mi Zhiguo. Of course, saving his future father-in-law was an added bonus; it would certainly help smooth over their relationship.

"Yes, yes, we are family. I won't say another word!" Wu Fenglan nodded firmly.

After speaking with Zhang Yang, she went to thank her old classmate. Mi Xue, meanwhile, was comforting her younger brother. A significant amount of time had passed since the incident, and his spirits had recovered considerably. His father was only injured and would recover; he just needed time to recuperate. Moreover, Zhang Yang had promised to help speed up his father's recovery, just as he had done for her after her own accident—an accident that had been nearly as severe as her father's, yet she had recovered quickly and been discharged under Zhang Yang's care.

After much insistence, Zhang Yang stayed at the hospital to keep watch for a full day, allowing Wu Fenglan and Mi An to rest properly at a hotel, as they were exhausted from their long drive. Zhang Yang remained with Mi Xue inside the ward the entire time.

When Mi Xue eventually fell asleep, Zhang Yang used his silver needles and internal energy to administer another round of treatment to Mi Zhiguo. His internal energy could significantly accelerate the healing of Mi Zhiguo's internal injuries. Zhang Yang estimated that with his intervention, Mi Zhiguo would be able to leave the hospital in less than a week, rest at home for seven or eight days, and be back to work within half a month. While the old saying claimed a hundred days for broken bones to heal, that depended on who was doing the healing—Zhang Yang was confident in achieving such a swift recovery.