Granting You A Second Life

Ren Daiyu: "What essay? What Kid? Why is YingYing; Ying no.2?"

Yao Changying: "Obviously because I'm Ying no.1. I'm older."

Ren Daiyu "Not fair, what about me?"

Yao Changying: "You're No Ying."

Yao Changying laughed as Ren Daiyu's face fell. 

Yao Changying explained to Ren Daiyu: "Some kid smelling of medical school arrogance turned up at YingYing's office and demanded she operates. So we both wanted to be good morally intact elders and help to refine his character and turn him into a respectable member of society. We asked him to write a short essay."

Ren Daiyu quirked a brow: "Good, morally intact elders? Really?"

Yao Changying shrugged then sat closer to Li Xiuying: "Did he send the essay?"

Li Xiuying nodded and handed her phone to Yao Changying. 

Yao Changying opened the attachment and just skim read through it. 

She typed away [Essay was received just in time. It will be graded and returned with numerous corrections in due course. Outcome pending. Fighting, young man. Yours sincerely, Marker 2]. She put the phone on the table. 

Li Xiuying: "Do you know anyone who you would trust to take a knife to your carotid artery?"

Yao Changying: "If anyone else asked I would think it was odd. Since It's you I'll just take it as normal. Some type of neck surgery?"

Li Xiuying nodded: "Carotid endarterectomy."

Yao Changying: "Under GA1 or local with sedation?"

Li Xiuying: "Local."

Yao Changying: "I know a few surgeons from overseas as well as other hospitals but not that well. Mmm at Unity there are 3 surgeons who are willing to do awake procedures, 4 including yourself. The one I would trust the most would be Ceoi Dong-Hyun. He looks sloppy, has a poor attitude, and loves money. He would probably even sell his kidney and extract it himself for the right price. His skills are impeccable, I would even say he could be better when it comes to vascular surgery. I haven't seen him operate for a while though."

Li Xiuying nodded if a person who dedicated themselves to a particular specialty wasn't better than someone who only performed a few when necessary then there would be a serious question about the future of hospitals.

Ren Daiyu: "At least you know what makes him tick. It's the ones with hidden motives you need to worry about."

Li Xiuying: "True."

Yao Changying: "I'll forward you his number now. "

Li Xiuying: "Thanks."

Ren Daiyu teased with a smile: "Why do you have his number? Hmm? Is he a secret boyfriend?" And Korean too huh? Are you dating?"

Yao Changying said seriously: "His mother is Chinese and speaks Cantonese, his father is Korean and moved here years ago for work. We used to date. It didn't work out."

Ren Daiyu: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Yao Changying: "Don't even finish that sentence nothing to apologize for. It feels like it happened a lifetime ago."

Li Xiuying: "His loss."

Ren Daiyu: "That's right! He lost the dark alpaca from his life."

Yao Changying smiled slightly: "Tell him I gave you his number and remind him he owes me a favor and I'm cashing it in."

Li Xiuying searched in her purse and took out her business card and gave it to Yao Changying. 

Yao Changying was confused: "Erm I already know your name, number, and where you work. It's a nice card though. Thank you?"

Li Xiuying glanced either side of her, spoke coldly, and paused for dramatic effect: "Contact me if you need him.... taken care of."

Yao Changying and Ren Daiyu burst into laughter. 

Ren Daiyu said through tears: "You're ridiculous." Li Xiuying pretending to be a hit-man trying to be stealthy and even using her hospital business card was just so out of character and hilarious. 

.....

Tu Residence

Tu Nianzu was anxiously staring at his phone. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a mess, and even had unidentifiable fluff and dirt in it, he had bags under his eyes. 

*Ding*

He quickly rushed to open the email.

Tu Nianzu mumbled as his rage started bubbling inside: "Just on time? Numerous corrections? outcome pending!!! Fighting young man?!!! What is this bs response?!"

Tu Nianzu started typing a response [Is this some sort of Joke? There is a life on...] 

Qilin leaned against the doorway of Tu Nianzu's room: "Well aren't you a ray of sunshine?"

Tu Nianzu turned his gaze to the door: "Uncle! This woman is ridiculous. Absolutely unreasonable and arrogant!!

Qilin: "Oh? How so?"

Tu Nianzu: "She said that I handed in my essay just in time but I handed it in 30 minutes before the deadline. She stated there are numerous corrections to be made, but from spelling to grammar to content everything is of the highest level; she is just insulting me. It said outcome pending! How can she just play with someone's life?!"

Qilin smiled as he listened quietly to Tu Nianzu's rant: "Finished?"

Tu Nianzu: "Uncle how can you smile? Grandfather's condition..."

Qilin: "Is sorted. The details of his operation will be finalized by this evening."

Tu Nianzu: "But how can that be? Then the essay?"

Qilin: "Your email doesn't sound like it was written by Li Xiuying. He opened the email he received and handed the phone to his nephew.

Tu Nianzu read [I have been involved in an accident, I had recieved trauma to my head and have several broken ribs. My current state my impact upon my reasoning and my endurance and may affect the operation. I am looking into a vascular surgeon called Ceoi Dong-Hyun from Unity hospital. If you agree with the change of surgeon this operation can take place tomorrow evening. I will be there watching all the steps of the procedure to ensure Elder Tu's safety. I will need a response by Midnight tonight.] It was short, concise and to the point. 

Tu Nianzu then looked at his email: "Who is marker 2?" 

Qilin: "You have a lot to learn."

"He does indeed" an elderly voice was heard by the two. 

Qilin turned and moved from the doorway; "Father."

Elder Tu went into the room and sat in a chair: "Investigate this surgeon. If he checks out, confirm as soon as possible. I want this surgery completed."

Qilin; "I've got people on it already. We should have a detailed report in the next hour."

Elder Tu: "Investigate Lu Xiuying's incidence." He didn't know if one of their enemies had found out about his condition and the operation and therefore injured Li Xiuying on purpose. Nothing could be taken for granted. 

Elder Tu: "The essay wasn't really of any importance."

Tu Nianzu sat there dumbstruck. 

Elder Tu: "She was always going to find a solution. You needed to be taught a lesson, not to the extent of sacrificing someone's life."

Tu Nianzu: "Then why did uncle tell me to work hard and how even cutting off my limbs wouldn't rectify the situation? I just wasted all my time and effort to be insulted my Li Xiuying's sidekick." He didn't dare to blame his grandfather. 

Qilin started chuckling. 

Elder Tu frowned: "Have you learned nothing? Or have we spoiled you so much your arrogance and ego have clouded your ability to think?"

Qilin sat down on the opposite end of the cough Elder Tu was on: "You may be academically smart but you aren't street smart. You clearly don't have the ability to see the bigger picture. You charge in with your arrogance and then get angry if you're met with resistance. If you only know how to ruin things then don't get involved in the Tu family business in the future." He had to take a hard line with his nephew for blaming him and still not understanding that his actions have consequences not just for him but for those around him. 

Elder Tu: "Nianzu. How can you blame us when we were doing everything for your betterment. This time because it was Li Xiuying there were little to no repercussions to us personally. Although, we lost a significant connection. No other families will have the ability to gain a way into Li Xiuying's life anyway, since she's always been guarded against them. However, what if you really affected my health or your actions had cost me my life? Just because you experienced one night of hardship in your otherwise smooth life, you want to blame everyone else. You have disappointed me." 

Tu Nianzu: "Grandfather I..."

Elder Tu got up and slowly walked out of the room. 

Qilin: "For the next 2 months apart from your tuition fee you can fund everything yourself. Good luck to you."

Tu Nianzu: "Uncle I..."

Qilin followed his father's example and walked out slowly without looking back.

*Ding*

He read his email [ Mr. Medical student extraordinaire. I must say your bad manners are as impeccable as ever. I will deduct some marks from your essay due to your poor attitude clouding my judgment. Fighting, Young master. Your favorite marker.]

Tu Nianzu saw the chain of emails and saw that he had somehow sent his earlier incomplete email.

Tu Nianzu rubbed his face and sighed. 'Who else is left for me to offend?" general anesthetic