An hour later, the two finally arrived near the hospital.
Ye Qingcheng, with her sharp eyes, spotted a gold shop, took out a small piece of gold from her purse, went inside and sold it, successfully obtaining tens of thousands of yuan in cash.
Then, she led Qin Jingyu into the clothing store next door.
About half an hour later, the two walked out of the store looking refreshed.
Ye Qingcheng changed into an elegant light blue short-sleeved dress, her long hair cascading down to her waist, and she wore a pair of exquisite crystal high heels. The modern outfit made her already outstanding appearance even more beautiful and refined.
Qin Jingyu, on the other hand, was dressed in a comfortable sportswear outfit and sneakers. Although he was still tugging at the hem of his clothes somewhat awkwardly, his handsome appearance made him look just like a fashionable child star.
"Mother, you...you are so beautiful!" Qin Jingyu looked up at Ye Qingcheng, who had changed so much, his eyes filled with amazement.
Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly, leaned down and gently flicked the tip of his nose, "My Yu'er is handsome too!"
"But Yu'er, remember this: in front of outsiders, you must call your mother 'Mama' or 'Mommy,' understand?"
"Yes, Mother...Mom...Mommy." Qin Jingyu tried out the new title with a slightly awkward tone.
Ye Qingcheng then carefully instructed him on some basic modern etiquette and precautions, before taking him into a barbershop to trim their hair to make it more in line with modern aesthetics.
After a complete makeover, the two entered the city's central hospital.
Looking at the endless stream of people and vehicles at the hospital entrance, Qin Jingyu frowned slightly. "Mommy, is this hospital... holding some kind of grand event? Why are there so many people?"
Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this: "These are all people who have come to see a doctor or family members of patients."
"See a doctor? So many people got sick in one day?" Qin Jingyu's young face was full of surprise.
“In this day and age, hospitals are like this every day.” Ye Qingcheng nodded, took his hand, and said, “Let’s go.”
Upon entering the emergency room lobby, a strong smell of disinfectant hits you.
Bright, almost blinding lights, noisy voices, rapidly moving gurneys, and doctors and nurses dressed in uniform white or blue gowns.
All of this made Qin Jingyu feel lost and confused. He subconsciously clung tightly to Ye Qingcheng, his curious yet uneasy eyes scanning the completely unfamiliar environment.
Ye Qingcheng pulled him to the information desk: "Hello nurse, may I ask if the hospital admitted Mr. Qin Mohan this afternoon due to a car accident?"
"Car accident? Qin Mohan?" The nurse looked up at her, then quickly checked the records on the computer. "Oh, yes, there was a Mr. Qin Mohan."
"Which ward is he in?"
The nurse sized her up, her eyes holding a hint of professional scrutiny: "What is your relationship to Mr. Qin?"
"I..." Ye Qingcheng paused for a moment, then said, "I am his wife."
A hint of suspicion flashed in the nurse's eyes, but she still explained the situation, "Mr. Qin is still in surgery. The operating room is on the fifth floor. Just go that way and take the elevator straight up to the fifth floor."
After hearing this, Ye Qingcheng thanked him and pulled Qin Jingyu towards the elevator.
"Mommy, that auntie just said surgery... does that mean Daddy is in danger?" Qin Jingyu asked with a slight frown in the elevator.
Ye Qingcheng shook her head. "I don't know either. Let's go check the situation first."
"Mm!" Qin Jingyu nodded.
The elevator reached the fifth floor, and with a soft "ding," the doors slowly opened.
The two stepped out of the elevator and immediately saw the operating room at the end of the corridor.
The red "Operating" light on the operating room door was glaringly bright.
Outside the door, about a dozen people were waiting anxiously.
A well-dressed, distinguished middle-aged couple frowned, while next to them stood an elderly couple with equally worried expressions.
Another stylish young woman paced back and forth, her face etched with anxiety.
In addition, several men dressed in black suits, who looked like assistants or bodyguards, stood solemnly to the side.
What stood out most was the elegant woman in the Chanel suit among the middle-aged couple, who was quietly sobbing with a handkerchief in her handkerchief, clearly the center of attention.
At the entrance to the corridor leading to the operating room, two rows of stern-faced bodyguards in black stood in neat rows, silently demonstrating the extraordinary status of the person being rescued inside.
Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath, took Qin Jingyu's hand, and walked step by step towards the solemn crowd.
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