After listening, Lu Zhiwei took out her phone and pulled up the information that Tianxia Wushuang had helped her find.
Having found Song Hanzheng's address, I took a taxi straight to Song's house.
She absolutely couldn't leave Jiangzhou empty-handed.
A cozy lunch is being held inside the Song family villa.
The Song family patriarch and his wife were both present. Song Hanzheng, the eldest son of the Song family, was peeling shrimp for his younger sister, Song Anran. The whole family was gathered around the Song family's daughter, who had been lost and found again.
The housekeeper opened the door when he heard the doorbell and saw a strange woman standing there. After asking her questions, he returned to the villa's dining room to report.
"Young Master, there is a Miss Lu outside. She is from Yunzhou and wants to arrange a meeting with you. This is her business card and a gift she brought."
Lu Zhiwei was unsure whether the other party would meet her at this mealtime.
So I had the butler hand in a generous gift along with a business card.
Song Hanzheng didn't even look up, and told the butler to just put the things away casually.
Countless people want to see him every day, but he doesn't have time to see everyone.
At this moment, Song Anran, whose face was completely wrapped in gauze, called out to the housekeeper: "Let me see these things."
The butler stopped in his tracks.
She presented the items Lu Zhiwei had brought, including the business card, to Song Anran, saying, "Miss, please take a look."
Song Anran took the business card and looked at the large gold lettering on it: Lu Zhiwei, President of Lu's Group.
Song Hanzheng was surprised that his sister would be interested in these things. "Sister, do you know this person?"
"I don't know them. I just feel that they must have something urgent to tell you, so why don't you go and meet them, brother?"
"Okay, since my sister says I should go see her, then I'll go see her. I'll do whatever you say."
At this moment, Song Anran opened the gift box.
The gift box was opened, and inside was a mask, the very same "Ghost Mask" that had recently become famous nationwide at a charity auction, fetching over 100 million yuan but then being withdrawn by its owner.
In his spare time, Song Hanzheng happens to have a hobby of collecting ancient calligraphy and paintings, so the value of this painting, "Ghost Face," is self-evident.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were also amazed when they saw this painting, "Ghost Face".
"There's a very important guest outside. Go and invite her in."
"No need, I'll go out to greet the guests myself." Song Hanzheng was very pleased with this generous gift, and he couldn't sit still any longer, so he got up and went out of the courtyard gate himself.
Song Anran put the mask back into the gift box and slowly stood up: "Mom and Dad, I'm not feeling well, I'll go upstairs to rest first."
"How is your face recovering?" Mr. Song asked worriedly.
Ever since she took her daughter back, she's claimed that her face was accidentally burned and that she had plastic surgery.
We are currently in the recovery period.
Even her biological parents don't know what their daughter looks like now.
"I'll be able to take off the bandages completely in a month. Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I'll definitely be even more beautiful than when I was little."
Song Anran said obediently and gently.
Mr. and Mrs. Song nodded and said with relief, "That's good."
Song Hanzheng walked out of the Song family courtyard gate.
I saw a slender, graceful figure standing in the blazing sun not far away, holding a parasol in her hand.
Her striking features are elegant and beautiful, with dark and bright eyes, giving her a refined and aloof air.
"Miss Lu," Song Hanzheng called out to Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei turned around and looked at the calm and reserved man in front of her. "You must be Dr. Song. Hello."
"To offer such an expensive gift as 'The Ghost Mask' just to see me, Miss Lu must have something very urgent to discuss. It's hot outside, so please come to my home to talk?"
"No need, I'm sorry to have kept you and your family from having a meal. I came all the way from Yunzhou to ask you to perform a craniotomy on my brother so that he can regain his sight." Lu Zhiwei took out Jiang Zhan's medical records from her bag and showed them to him.
Song Hanzheng is a professional doctor.
He took the form and glanced at it. Seeing the shadow on the head CT scan and its location, his expression became extremely serious: "This surgery is difficult to perform. It has a high risk factor. If it fails, he may suffer from abnormal brain nerves, and his optic nerve may not be able to recover."
"Because it's so difficult to treat, I searched for excellent doctors both at home and abroad, and finally chose you. I hope you can help me. He is my only brother, and I will do anything to help him recover, even if it costs me everything."
Song Hanzheng was moved by her sincerity.
"Then I'll take the documents back and discuss the surgical plan with other doctors. If it's confirmed that it can be done, I'll contact you again."
"Okay, thank you."
Lu Zhiwei turned and left.
Watching her haughty back, Song Hanzheng called out to her, "Have you had lunch? Why don't you come over for a simple meal?"
"No need, I have to rush back to Yunzhou."
"Miss Lu, may I ask where this 'Ghost Face' painting came from?" Song Hanzheng asked again.
Lu Zhiwei smiled and said, "This is my own humble work. If Dr. Song likes it, I can make a new one for you."
"You say you're the author of 'Ghost Face'?" Song Hanzheng asked in shock.
"Um."
"Miss Lu's paintings are truly exquisite and admirable."
"Dr. Song's miraculous healing skills are even more admirable."
I admire you.
Song Hanzheng stared at Lu Zhiwei, deeply attracted by her composed and impartial aura.
After Lu Zhiwei left, Song Hanzheng returned to the villa.
He sat on the sofa and carefully studied Jiang Zhan's medical records.
Song Anran appeared behind him at some point, and squeezed his shoulders with both hands: "Brother, are you confident you can perform this surgery?"
"Hmm." After reading the information, Song Hanzheng had a general idea of what was going on.
Although it was much more complicated than a regular surgery, he had absolute confidence.
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