CHAPTER 712: CHAPTER 712: YIHAN’S LITTLE FANGIRL

"Can special medication cure the illness?"

Professor Cheng sat motionless, his face expressionless as he asked.

The man decisively shook his head, "Impossible, this disease cannot be cured by any special medication."

"Does that mean there’s no cure for him?" Professor Cheng’s tone slightly changed, but his face still showed neither sorrow nor joy.

If that were the case, wouldn’t that woman’s efforts have been in vain?

"Not necessarily." The man hesitated for a moment, staring at Professor Cheng, "Only you, Young Master, can save him."

"Me?" Professor Cheng seemed surprised, looking at the man, "How can I save him?"

The man’s illness was not something that could be cured by mere medical skills alone.

The Ye Family was full of talented individuals, and in terms of medical skills, the man before him was no inferior.

"For the Ye Family, the cost is too great."

The man’s cryptic words had Professor Cheng’s dark eyes sharply fixating on him, "Would it involve using the family treasure?"

"Yes." The man affirmed, bowing his head.

Professor Cheng suddenly fell silent.

The office remained quiet for a long while until he suddenly smirked coldly, "Even without any cost, why would I save him?"

Let alone using such a huge cost.

The man silently withdrew, the winter wind biting and sharp.

Outside the clubhouse building, just as Professor Cheng had left, Qi Fei’s figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

He stared blankly at the spot where the two figures had just appeared.

Unexpectedly, Su Ge and Professor Cheng had that kind of relationship.

The wind came, sweeping up a pile of fallen leaves.

A luminous flicker passed through his brown eyes.

The first thing Su Ge did upon returning home was to grab the servant and ask if Chu Yihan had awakened.

The servant, startled by her, respectfully responded, "Fourth Master is in the Rose Garden."

"Rose Garden?"

Does that mean he’s awake?

A joyful expression crossed Su Ge’s face as she ran towards the Rose Garden.

The man was indeed in the Rose Garden, currently wearing a thick black coat, sitting in the pavilion processing documents.

It was Su Ge’s first time seeing him take documents out of the study to work on them.

His serious demeanor amidst the courtyard’s red roses elevated his handsomeness.

He appeared like a celestial being mistakenly descended into the mundane world, intimidating yet irresistibly inviting.

To avoid disturbing him at work, Su Ge approached as quietly as she could.

The man was indeed deeply engrossed in his work, completely unaware of her arrival; she sat down beside him, and he still didn’t spare a glance from his cold eyes.

But for Su Ge, just being able to see him upon returning home was already a happiness.

Satisfied, she leaned on the table watching him at work, her eyes unwaveringly fixed on his exquisitely handsome face, looking every bit the fan girl.

The wind caused his papers to flutter slightly.

The man seemed to frown slightly, his porcelain and jade-like fingers pressing down on the turned page while the other hand smoothly signed another document.

Su Ge found herself unconsciously staring at his hands.

His hands were truly beautiful, long and white, with distinct knuckles. Although his palms felt slightly rough due to the numerous documents handled during his busy work, the back of his hands remained imperceptibly beautiful.

Su Ge never thought of herself as someone obsessed with hands, but now she was mesmerized by his.

The evening wind grew stronger, almost every document opened was stirred by the wind.

His fingers kept pressing down on the pages of the documents, Su Ge watched on, thoroughly content.