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The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

[Sweet, No Abuse, Strong Female Lead, Favored By All!] When Ruan Qi became famous. Haters: No matter how pretty, she's undereducated. That very afternoon, the most prestigious institution of higher learning in China posted on social media—Let me introduce our youngest doctoral supervisor, Professor Ruan Qi. Haters: What's the use of hyping up a scholar persona? In the end, she'll still have to bow down to her financial backers. The next day, Ruan Qi appeared at an international economic conference, with her name tag reading—Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group. Haters: Making so much money, not knowing to contribute to the country. Three days later, an official news release—A new model of nuclear submarine is launched, thanks to Chief Designer Ruan Qi and all the research and development members! Haters: ... Can't afford to provoke, goodbye. * After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: Ninth Master, how did you manage to pursue the Goddess Ruan? Xi Jiu quietly flipped open a diary. Diary of Chasing My Wife: 1. Vote for my baby in rankings. 2. Cast votes for my baby. 3. Support my baby. 4. Buy out all the tickets for my baby’s movies. 5. Join my baby's fan club. …As everyone knows, the Goddess Ruan has a universe-level wealthy hardcore fan—Ninth Master Xi, Xi Jiu!

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Chapter 428: Master Appears! (Part 1)

A few men outside the emergency room suddenly turned pale.

Xu Xiangyang didn't say a word, he took off his coat and followed Nie Heng into the emergency room with swift steps.

The doors to the emergency room closed once again.

The atmosphere in the hallway was so somber it was suffocating.

Xi Jiu leaned against the wall motionless, like a statue made of ice. If one looked closely, they would notice his hands trembling at his sides.

Ruan Munan collapsed into a chair, his warm and moist black eyes full of bloodshot veins.

Gu Feiyang slowly closed his eyes, his fists turned white from gripping too hard.

Time was like a blunt knife scraping against the skin, cutting painfully into the heart with each passing moment.

Doctors and nurses were rushing in and out, and their response each time was "we're still performing emergency treatment."

After an indeterminate amount of time, the doors to the emergency room suddenly swung open.