"Tell me your boyfriend's name again? Which ward is he in?"

As Su Qingjiao clearly repeated herself, and then gave Zhou Yi's ward name.

The doctor glanced at Su Qingjiao with a knowing look, having no liking for a reporter like Su Qingjiao who had no bottom line and tried to pry into patients' privacy.

Several reporters have secretly come to the hospital today to try and find out about Zhou Yi's condition. The doctor subconsciously assumed that this woman was also a reporter, but was using the guise of her boyfriend.

The doctor sat up straight, his brows furrowed, looking troubled. In Su Qingjiao's reflected pupils, he appeared very serious.

"We are still analyzing his condition. We suspect that he has been infected with some kind of virus, which is causing his recurring fever."

"Has your boyfriend been abroad recently? This virus is probably still the first to be detected in China."

Upon hearing the doctor's words, a smile involuntarily appeared on Su Qingjiao's face. He had been so cold to her; now, he was getting his comeuppance.

This virus is a banned drug, so of course it's not available in China. This virus was obtained from overseas by the shareholders.

"I don't know, I'll go back and ask him again."

"Thank you, doctor."

Su Qingjiao was eager to go out and inform the shareholders, so she gave a few perfunctory replies and left impatiently.

After Su Qingjiao left, the doctor let out a soft snort. These unscrupulous reporters were so disrespectful. Luckily, Zhou Shao had warned him beforehand.

No sooner had Su Qingjiao stepped out of the hospital than she eagerly called the shareholders.

"Hello, it's me. I've already confirmed with Zhou Yi's attending physician, and the physician has diagnosed Zhou Yi with a viral infection."

"But the source of the virus has not yet been identified."

"The matter is settled, and the evidence is in her car. It'll be confirmed as collateral. She's definitely finished. Should I call the police now?"

Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, Aunt Zhou and Young Master Zhou are actually two opposing sides, since one is the current acting president and the other is the heir.

The two were not related by blood.

The shareholder simply didn't believe that Zhou Yi would trust an outsider to remain unmoved by enormous profits, or to avoid harming him. Thinking this, the shareholder sneered and interrupted him on the phone: "It's still too early."

"Tomorrow is the day she will have a meeting with the Zhou family shareholders."

"Call the police again tomorrow morning."

"Heh, in front of all the company's top management, I'm going to make her lose all credibility with all the shareholders!"

Su Qingjiao loathed Aunt Zhou. The thought of Aunt Zhou being arrested by the police in front of the shareholders tomorrow filled her with excitement.

The shareholders are always very cautious and will not say a single pointless word to Su Qingjiao.

After assigning Su Qingjiao her tasks for tomorrow, he immediately hung up the phone without even a polite greeting.

Su Qingjiao, whose phone call had been disconnected, was about to curse inwardly.

A surprised voice suddenly came from behind.

"Su Qingjiao, what a coincidence! I was just about to call you and was thinking of visiting you sometime."

"I never expected to run into you at the hospital entrance."

Su Qingjiao turned around and saw the counselor and a teacher carrying fruit baskets, presumably to visit the students.

The counselor glanced at the scarf wrapped around Su Qingjiao's face and asked with concern:

"Su Qingjiao, how's the injury on your face? Is it serious?"

"I heard you're going to get plastic surgery soon?"

The news of Su Qingjiao's disfigurement had already reached the ears of the counselor.

They originally planned to visit Su Qingjiao with their classmates, but when they arrived at the hospital, they learned that Su Qingjiao had already been discharged.

Upon seeing Su Qingjiao, the counselor inquired about her out of concern.

But a hint of displeasure flashed in Su Qingjiao's eyes. Wasn't this just rubbing salt in her wounds? She pouted and replied, "The cosmetic surgery technology in China is not yet very advanced. I've already made an appointment with the best cosmetic surgery hospital abroad."

"I'm currently recuperating at my family's villa, and I estimate I won't be able to return to school until after the plastic surgery."

The counselor nodded in approval and said, "That's good. You need to take good care of yourself. I've had the students organize the notes, and I'll send them to you later."

"Don't forget to study while you're recovering from illness."

After a brief chat with Su Qingjiao, the counselor went inside to visit the students.

The teacher who came with the counselor asked the counselor to visit the students on his behalf, while he stayed behind.

"Su Qingjiao, it's like this, I was planning to visit you in a few days."

"But it's fate that we met today. Do you have time now? Would you like to sit somewhere nearby? I have something I'd like to talk to you about."

Su Qingjiao looked at this unfamiliar teacher with a clear and discerning eye. In the past, she might have said that she didn't have time to refuse, because she disdained to try to win favor with such a junior teacher.

But now Zhou Yi is ignoring him, and his face is disfigured again!

Without any support, she could only lower her expectations and communicate with these teachers in a friendly manner.

Perhaps these university professors can become her resources in the future.

"Teacher, I have time."

After Su Qingjiao figured this out, she sat and chatted with her teacher at a nearby coffee shop.

The teacher first showed some concern for Su Qingjiao, then got straight to the point and told her that the school needed to find resources to build a teaching building, hoping that Su Qingjiao could help.

However!

Upon hearing this, Su Qingjiao almost jumped up, but she still calmed herself down and said, "Logically speaking, it is my duty as a student to donate a building to the school."

"But my face was disfigured because of the school."

“I’m already being magnanimous by not pursuing the school’s responsibility, especially since my parents have a lot of opinions about this at home.”

"Now you want me to donate the building... Sigh, you know, this amount of money is easy for me, but the problem is, my face was ruined because of the school's mistake. Even if I agree, my family won't."

The teacher was also a little embarrassed and couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, Su Qingjiao is injured to such an extent.

The school's idea of ​​having Su Qingjiao donate the building is indeed asking too much of her.

"Sigh, I admit I spoke up rashly about this."

"I was too hasty. The school compensated the hospitalized students for their medical expenses and didn't have enough money to rebuild the teaching building."

"That's why they set their sights on us, saying that whoever gets the investment can become the deputy director. It's also my fault for being too focused on the school and myself as a teacher."

"Su, I was too materialistic."

"Since you're unwilling, then we won't discuss this today. I'm sorry to have taken up your time."

Su Qingjiao's eyes flickered slightly.

Deputy Director?!