Ou Yunchen, in the middle of a meeting, suddenly received a call from Amin.
— In conversation with Amin —
Amin: "Brother Yunchen, is now a good time? I... I have something I want to..."
Ou Yunchen: "Hold on a moment."
Ou Yunchen immediately covered his phone, said something to his secretary, and then paused the meeting.
Ou Yunchen returned to his office and reconnected the call.
Ou Yunchen: "What's wrong? You sound a bit anxious."
Amin: "Brother, please help me, save my daughter..."
Amin said this almost in tears. The sight of a man begging someone so humbly for his child's sake made Ou Yunchen's heart ache.
Ou Yunchen: "Tell me, if there's anything I can do, I will definitely help you."
— End of call —
After a few more words, Ou Yunchen immediately drove to the children's hospital where Amin was. When he rushed upstairs, he saw Amin standing outside the Intensive Care Unit.
Amin saw Ou Yunchen. After not seeing him for days, Amin looked as haggard as an old man.
Ou Yunchen: "Where's Apple?"
Amin: "She went to pay the fees."
Ou Yunchen glanced into the ICU. Inside was a dark, long corridor that seemed to stretch endlessly. Nurses in protective gear guarded the entrance; no one was allowed to visit except doctors and nurses.
Ou Yunchen: "When was it discovered?"
Amin: "Last month, the child suddenly had a persistent fever and vomiting. We thought it was a common cold and delayed for a few days. When we came to the hospital for a check-up, it turned out to be acute leukemia..."
Amin choked up as he spoke. Ou Yunchen could imagine how helpless and tormented he had been these past few days.
Ou Yunchen patted Amin's shoulder and said, "Medical technology is very advanced now. She will get better."
After speaking, Ou Yunchen took out a check for fifty thousand yuan.
Amin quickly pushed it back. "Brother Yunchen, I can't accept this money. You've already helped me so much, and the money I've made in the stock market is more than enough."
Ou Yunchen: "I know, this is for your expenses. I've already contacted the best hematologist for you."
Amin wiped away his tears, unable to say anything other than expressions of gratitude.
Ou Yunchen: "What do the doctors here suggest?"
Amin: "They said this sudden childhood leukemia might be genetic. Besides conservative targeted therapy, it would be best to find a suitable bone marrow..."
Ou Yunchen: "Can't Apple's be used?"
Amin shook his head in despair. Yes, if the child's mother's bone marrow could be used, Amin wouldn't have come to ask for his help.
But the only hope now was the child's biological father...
Ou Yunchen: "Have you contacted the child's biological father?"
But as soon as he said it, Ou Yunchen realized that Apple didn't know Amin had found out the child wasn't his...
Perhaps sensing Ou Yunchen's awkwardness, Amin shook his head again.
Amin: "After this happened, I told Apple..."
Ou Yunchen: "Did Apple tell you who the child's father is?"
Amin: "Yes, his name is Bai Mingyu. He's a currently popular young celebrity..."
Ou Yunchen: "It's good we know who it is, that makes things easier..."
But Amin's next words filled Ou Yunchen with despair as well.
Amin: "Let alone contact, we were refused even when we tried to meet him..."
Amin continued, "He's a star, how could he possibly admit it... That man directly issued threats, saying he doesn't acknowledge this child and wants us to stop looking for him..."
Ou Yunchen: "Don't be too sad. Maybe you'll find a matching bone marrow. Don't worry about the money, I'm here for you."
Just then, Apple returned. Ou Yunchen was surprised by her appearance.
Apple, who wasn't exactly beautiful but had a certain feminine charm, now looked extremely gaunt. Her cheeks were sunken, and a few strands of white hair were visible.
The ICU door opened precisely on schedule.
Nurse: "Family members can go in for a look. Come here to sign, and then disinfect."
Apple walked over. The nurse then said, "Oh, and do you have any of the child's favorite toys? The child is too young and might be scared alone in the room, crying for his mother."
Amin: "I'll go home and get them now!"
Nurse: "Then you'll miss today's one-time visiting opportunity. Maybe next time."
At this moment, the child's cries could be heard from a distant room. Ou Yunchen felt the same heart-wrenching sadness as they did.
Ou Yunchen: "I'll go get them for you. You and Apple can go be with the child."
Amin quickly agreed, handing the house keys to Ou Yunchen. Apple also specifically told Ou Yunchen which toys to get and where they were located.
***
Upon arriving at Amin's house, Ou Yunchen found it in disarray as soon as he opened the door.
It seemed the couple had been running back and forth to the hospital these past few days. The clean clothes they had brought back from the hospital were still piled in the laundry room.
However, Ou Yunchen's主动 offer to get toys for the child had another purpose!
He rummaged through the house, looking for anything that could prove the child's biological relationship with that male celebrity.
His gaze finally landed on a small shelf next to the crib.
There sat a child-sized nail clipper!
Indeed, a few trimmed nails were kept inside the clipper. Because they were so small, Ou Yunchen wrapped them in a tissue and put them in his pocket.
***
Receiving another call from Ou Yunchen, Fan Zhijie spoke on the phone with utmost respect, inquiring about his well-being.
— In conversation with Fan Zhijie —
Fan Zhijie: "Mr. Ou, I've personally handed over my apprentice to the police, and the trial is next week."
"I truly haven't done anything to offend you anymore. You are magnanimous, please let me go..."
Fan Zhijie was servile, now understanding his fear of this man named Ou Yunchen.
Ou Yunchen: "Rest assured, I am a person who rewards merit and punishes faults. If you do wrong, I will certainly punish you, but if you do right, I have rewards."
Fan Zhijie: "Mr. Ou, please tell me, whatever you need me to do, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Ou Yunchen: "Don't speak too soon. I haven't told you what I need you to do yet."
Fan Zhijie: "Anything!"
Ou Yunchen: "Would you do it even if I asked you to kill someone?"
Fan Zhijie: "Ah? Hahaha, Mr. Ou, you do tell jokes. If you asked me to, I'd have to have the ability... I wouldn't even dare to kill a mosquito, let alone... kill... kill people..."
Ou Yunchen: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. It's a small matter within your capabilities."
Fan Zhijie: "It is... What?"
After Ou Yunchen finished speaking, Fan Zhijie deliberately acted as if it were difficult. It wasn't a real challenge, but he still wanted to gain something.
Ou Yunchen: "I heard you need to dig up dirt on a minor celebrity for an entertainment company, but your paparazzi have been chasing for a long time without any results?"
Fan Zhijie: "Ah, this... Mr. Ou, we are truly struggling..."
Ou Yunchen: "That celebrity's name is... what's his name?"
Fan Zhijie: "Bai Mingyu!"
Ou Yunchen: "Oh, right, him."
Fan Zhijie: "I don't know what Mr. Ou means..."
Ou Yunchen: "Actually, I don't know him at all. It just so happens that I know a piece of information that could ruin his career. Once this is publicized, this young celebrity will never be able to recover!"
Fan Zhijie's spirits immediately lifted. He was now eager to shower Ou Yunchen with every flattering word in the world.
Ou Yunchen: "I also heard that you've been paid quite a lot. If you don't bring down this kid named Bai before some awards ceremony, you're afraid you'll have to return a lot, a lot of money."
Fan Zhijie: "Mr. Ou, please don't tease me. If I had even a tiny bit of your ability, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state!"
Ou Yunchen: "Then it's settled. As long as you do as I say, I'll give you this scoop."
Fan Zhijie: "But... this... although..."
Ou Yunchen: "You don't trust me?"
Fan Zhijie: "No, no, no. Of course, I believe in your capabilities, Mr. Ou, but... you have to give me some hint..."
Ou Yunchen: "I want a single hair from Bai Mingyu. Do you understand?"
Fan Zhijie gasped. He had a pretty good idea in his mind, but such a hint was enough to cause an uproar throughout the entertainment industry!
Fan Zhijie: "Mr. Ou, Mr. Ou, Mr. Ou... Mr. Ou, are you... are you serious?"
Ou Yunchen: "If you can get it, then you'll know, won't you?"
Fan Zhijie: "Mr. Ou..."
— End of call —
Before Fan Zhijie could stutter out another "Mr. Ou," Ou Yunchen, on the other end, impatiently hung up the phone.
His objective had been achieved. He didn't need to say much; he could already imagine that the celebrity named Bai Mingyu would be vilified by everyone at that time.
However, he didn't care. He only wanted Fan Zhijie to carry out the task he had just assigned. After all, that matter was the ultimate goal of his transaction today!