Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 100 - 100 Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 099 (23) Firs

Chapter 100: Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 099 (23) First Update

Chapter 100: Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 099 (23) First Update

[Host, when did you learn dicine?] the always self-perceived invisible system 008 finally couldn’t resist but to speak up. It had never encountered such a host, and about her, it knew almost nothing.

To be honest, having experienced so many hosts, only she was the most mysterious.

Ye Shaohua hung up the phone and replied indifferently, “I forgot.”

Old Master An stared blankly as the doctors in the hall suddenly started bustling about with excitent; so were conversing in hushed, thrilled tones, while others were proudly prepping the operation room. The atmosphere had completely changed from before.

He had no experience with dicine and did not understand what this ant.

The An Family’s private doctor also heard the news and quickly made his way over.

Hearing Old Master An’s question, he paused for a mont before answering, “Old Master, do you not realize what the breakthrough of this technique ans? It ans that our Hua Country’s dical skills have reached the peak of the world, that after falling behind for fifty years, we have finally stepped by step reached a place comparable to the leading nations.”

This was a milestone of their growing strength.

From fifty years ago, when they went around begging to buy dical machinery, to now, when those very people ca to them humbly seeking guidance.

This was also one of the reasons why the higher-ups valued Ye Shaohua so much. Of course, there was even more potential within her!

By the ti Ye Shaohua arrived, exactly thirty minutes had passed neither more nor less. Before Old Master An could approach, he saw that a group of doctors had already surrounded her.

Old Master An stood to one side, watching as Ye Shaohua donned a sterile gown and answered questions succinctly, with crisp efficiency. He felt as if he was in a dream.

“Grandpa!” An Tingjun and Madam An arrived, and by then, Ye Shaohua and the others had already entered the operation room.

They waited outside for over four hours. Finally, the light above the operation room went off. The dean was the first to erge. He took off his mask, “Old Master, Mr. An is safe now.”

After stating that, a stream of doctors hurried out one after another.

Old Master An, Madam An and the others, knowing that An Liguo was out of danger, sighed with relief. They saw Ye Shaohua, the last to erge, and before they could approach her to speak, she was surrounded by the dean and other famous experts from the dical world.

They bombarded Ye Shaohua with one professional term after another, terms the An Family mbers couldn’t understand.

Before her, these usually dignified and solemn old experts had no airs about them and were exceedingly humble.

As the group entered the elevator, Madam An’s mouth hung open, and she couldn’t snap out of it even after Ye Shaohua had left.

In just three years’ ti, Ye Shaohua had beco the president of the Global dical Alliance. She spent the majority of the year flying between countries, but she would return to check on Old Master An’s heart every two months.

Wherever she went, she was always protected by a phalanx of Martial Police, keeping her sheltered from all sides.

No one knew who these Martial Police were. Besides knowing that she was the An Family’s young lady, there was speculation about other powerful forces behind her.

After leaving the An Family and returning to the Ye Family, An Toutou did not live well.

Initially, Ye Guoqing and his wife were thrilled to have such an outstanding daughter, but just a few days after her return, conflicts erupted. She was nothing like Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua, though not talkative before, always had warm als ready in the pot when her parents ca ho late from work.

The water heater in the bathroom was set to just the right temperature, and they never had to worry about the cleanliness of their ho.

But An Toutou was different. She continued to act like a young lady, never lifting a finger for anything. Ye Guoqing and his wife had to clean the house and wash clothes for her after coming ho from evening shifts.

Most importantly, An Toutou cared about face, pretending to live well while secretly depleting her parents’ savings, which took over twenty years to accumulate.

After just three years, the once doting mother Ye could no longer bear it and slapped her.

As the couple watched An Toutou leave ho angrily without chasing after her, they just sat confused on the sofa. The TV in the hall was still on, replaying Ye Shaohua’s global dical conference.

Mrs. Ye couldn’t hold back her tears.

If she hadn’t insisted on the switch back then, would Ye Shaohua still be her caring daughter now?

Watching all this was An Toutou.

Having been completely abandoned by the Ye parents, she looked at the poster of Ye Shaohua on the big screen, her eyes devoid of depth…

**

An Tingjun had a dream, a very, very frightening dream.

In the dream, he, along with his parents, despised Ye Shaohua like mad, constantly comparing her with An Toutou.

He watched as An Toutou led her step by step to the brink of hell, coaxing and inducing her into addiction.

He wanted to shake the him in the dream awake, to reveal An Toutou’s true colors, but he was powerless.

Aside from Grandpa, she had no one, and in the dream, she died.

In the end, Grandpa died too, and An Toutou married Pei Xu. Everything seed perfect, and he and his parents seed to have forgotten that soone like Ye Shaohua ever existed.

But that was Ye Shaohua, a future figure who would stand at the pinnacle of the dical world. How could such an outstanding person possibly die?