CHAPTER 389: CHAPTER 387: MASTER FULI’S DEPOSITED AIRCRAFT: 2

"What? Abiao was in a car accident!?"

"Wasn’t he eating Old Rong City’s chicken wrap? How is Mo Shengjie now?"

In the early morning, Mo Yiqing drowsily answered her ringing phone, and the person on the other end introduced themselves as a nurse from Rong City Hospital, informing her that her friend Mo Shengjie had been in a car accident half an hour ago and had just been transferred to the inpatient department.

Mo Yiqing was shocked upon hearing this and instinctively began to ask about Abiao’s situation.

"Uh... Mr. Mo is not in any life-threatening danger, but because when he had the accident, he was riding a Chunfeng racing bike, and currently, his size is imprinted on the Chunfeng gas tank."

The nurse on the other end seemed a bit embarrassed and said, "To say Mr. Mo’s injuries are serious, well, I could post it on the Notes platform and it wouldn’t even need a review..."

"My poor Abiao is going to become... a sister?" Mo Yiqing said in shock.

Although the nurse’s words were tactful, the general idea was that Abiao’s crotch turned to mush, wasn’t it?

Mo Yiqing didn’t ride motorcycles, but she had friends who did; she knew that riding racing bikes easily led to hemorrhoids, and if an accident occurred, because of the cockpit and fuel tank design.

Once the racing bike’s speed exceeded forty, during an accident the fuel tank would slam hard against the owner’s crotch.

A classmate from middle school had once had an accident on a Ducati and went from being a trendy guy to a beauty blogger.

Hearing that Abiao got into an accident on a racing bike, Mo Yiqing’s heart sank.

In Abiao’s family... he has three sisters and was the only boy, although Abiao’s habits were perhaps not too normal either.

At least he could continue the family line!

Now it’s over.

Abiao’s family is probably going to fall apart.

"Whether or not he’ll become a sister is still unknown; we’re the billing department, and Mr. Mo said to ask you to help pay a 3000 yuan advance for his hospital stay." The nurse said, revealing the main reason for the call.

Mo Shengjie had just been wheeled out of the emergency room and is currently being transferred to the inpatient department for examination, but the hospital requires a deposit for the hospital stay, and Mo Shengjie had only 300 yuan in his pocket, not enough for the deposit.

"Give me your account number, I’ll transfer it to you... no, wait, which hospital are you from, I’ll directly transfer twenty thousand to you, can you contact the urology department big shot in Tianjin for me?"

"Money isn’t the problem, what’s important is whether my poor Abiao’s bells can be saved," Mo Yiqing said to the other end.

"You can do what you said, but you might need to come to Rong City’s inpatient department yourself to pay and help Mr. Mo with the hospital admission procedures," the nurse suggested implicitly.

The proper procedure for the flying knife (a procedure where a doctor is invited to perform surgery at another hospital) is for the hospitals to liaise and negotiate to invite a top-notch doctor to be the lead surgeon, but the process is very lengthy.

Privately, flying knives are typically done through connections, either by a hospital via personal relations or by influential doctors inviting their senior brothers, mentors, or ancestors.

Although this doesn’t quite follow protocol, it does align with the principle of saving lives; physicians daring to take on a flying knife, take on an unfamiliar medical team, and lead the surgery must have absolute confidence and the ability to complete the surgery.

Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, it would be hard to clarify.

The person on the other end mentioning a flying knife naturally indicates some understanding of these matters.

Privately inviting doctors, and the back-and-forth costs would naturally require the person asking for the flying knife to personally pay the doctor.

"Arrange everything, I’m in Chang’an, it’ll take about two to three hours to get there." Mo Yiqing hung up the phone, opened the booking app, and was preparing to buy a plane ticket to fly over.

"Momo, will your cousin be alright?"

The commotion on Mo Yiqing’s side disturbed Ansheng and A Qing, who were just across an aisle’s distance in their beds.

A Qing looked worried, looked at Momo, and started to inquire if her cousin’s accident was serious.

Meanwhile, the little fox had a peculiar expression; he naturally knew who the Abiao mentioned by Mo Yiqing was.

"My cousin will definitely be fine; one by one, they’ve all had their licenses revoked for DUI before..."

"Huh? So the one in the accident was...."

"Mo Shengjie."

"Ah!!!" A Qing’s eyes widened, and she said in shock, "The boyfriend is going to become a sister?"

"Ah!?"

Outside the dorm room, echoing in sequence after A Qing, a series of exclamations could be heard.

Although the soundproofing of the hostel dorm wasn’t bad, it wasn’t much different from having none, and Mo Yiqing’s initial exclamations had already woken up the students in the adjacent room.

Gossip is an instinct etched into genes.

Initially, they thought it was one of Mo Yiqing’s family members, injured in a motorcycle accident affecting their reproductive system.

But then, the scenario took an abrupt turn.

The one in the accident wasn’t a family member of Mo Yiqing, but rather Momo’s handsome, rich male friend, who’s turning into a sister.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo! What are you all gossiping about!" Mo Yiqing said while booking tickets, tapping the wall near her bed.

The students each had peculiar expressions; the just-awakened Lingren was stunned, but quickly regained her senses and shouted to the other side:

"Momo! Take me along! Although my home isn’t in Rong City, I have some connections over there!"

Connections or not wasn’t the important part; what mattered was that Momo might be very sad right now.

This was the time needing some company and comfort.

Lingren felt, it was the time to be there, to contribute with care.

As a best friend!

Lingren couldn’t bear leaving Momo to cry alone.

Mo Yiqing paused; she thought for a moment and entered ’3’ for the number of plane tickets to purchase.

Lingren’s words made sense.

But!

Mo Yiqing felt that they needed to bring one more person, to keep Lingren seated obediently.

The others might not know her nature, but Momo, who was sensitive to others’ gazes, was very clear about it.

"A Qing, get up, come with me; we’ll go in the morning and be back by evening." Mo Yiqing said to A Qing.

"Okay!" A Qing agreed without even thinking.

A Qing looked at the little fox and hesitated for a moment before picking him up.

Aunt Lin’s incident was still fresh in their minds; little Ansheng had very severe separation anxiety and couldn’t be left home alone.

"No! I don’t want to go, I want to sleep!" As A Qing came to pull him away, Ansheng, who hadn’t slept enough, kicked A Qing’s hand away.

Going in the morning and returning by night, like special ops, wasn’t some tourist activity, he wasn’t interested in that hassle.

With that time, he’d rather go hunt a rhino.

"Little An, don’t act spoiled; things are serious, Momo could become a widow."

A Qing picked up the little fox, placed it beside her, took off her pajamas, covered the little fox with them, changed into pants and a T-shirt, put on sneakers, and carried a small backpack, completing her change.

"........"

With a face full of internal grievances, Ansheng, held by A Qing with his four limbs dangling in the air, looked very unhappy.

"By the way, you need to trim my foot hair, it’s really affecting my phone surfing efficiency." Ansheng said to A Qing.

"Little An... can’t sit in business class, can you?"

"No worries, airports offer random checked luggage services; it’s just a bit pricey, but for Little An, they might make an exception."

......

"He can, of course, he can; even if he sits atop my head, it’s fine."

The staff handling random checked luggage entered Ansheng’s registration number into the system, and, soon, information about the little fox appeared in front of the airline’s staff.

The attendant glanced at it, almost made her eyes pop out.

Name: Little An

Gender: Male

Membership Level: Lifetime Platinum Member.

Number of aircraft stored in hangar: 2

After entering the fox’s pet account, the airline’s system showed that this fox... had two aircraft stored.

The airport hangars offer rental services for private planes or helicopters, which cannot be parked freely and need to be stored in qualified airline hangars or at flying schools, and some large aircraft maintenance requires visiting an airport maintenance hangar.

Therefore, parking planes at the airport is normal.

But it is abnormal for a fox to have a plane!

"The planes are maintained, fueled up, and the flight route application fee is pre-paid." The airline employee looked at the trio and the fox, respectfully asking:

"Are you traveling in first class, or should I help you apply for a direct flight route with air control and bring out your hangar-stored aircraft?"

"Right, both captains are also... stored."

"He lives next door, can be here in ten minutes."

Ansheng’s mouth twitched slightly.

The aircraft in the hangar, if he guessed correctly, probably had something to do with him planning to visit Xia Dong tonight.

Lin Bingyun had arranged a private plane in advance.

Now this situation... is quite awkward.

His escapades were exposed.

"???"

A Qing, Momo, Lingren, all three were baffled.