Zhao Hai died despite the rescue efforts, and the hospital he was taken to was not far from the one where Ye Fan was admitted.

Yu Weidong stayed by the hospital, and upon receiving this news, he aged a decade in an instant.

He is an elder of the Zhao Family and, in terms of seniority, also Zhao Hai’s elder. Zhao Hai was just thirty years old, and he was the hope of the Zhao Family. To die so soon, Yu Weidong could not accept it.

Since Zhao Hai had signed an organ donation agreement before his death, after consulting with his family, the hospital took possession of some organs.

Zhao Hai’s body was to be cremated, and then his ashes taken back to his homeland, in accordance with the concept of returning to one’s roots.

After several transfers, the hospital where Ye Fan was became the agent for Zhao Hai’s heart organs.

Following data matching, it turned out that Ye Fan’s heart was very compatible with Zhao Hai’s heart.

As such, the organ needed for Ye Fan’s heart surgery now had a source.

Upon hearing this news, Mengyao, Fire Phoenix, and the Butcher were very pleased.

"That’s great, we’ve finally found a matching heart," Fire Phoenix exclaimed, overjoyed. "As long as we perform this surgery, Ye Fan will be safe, and we won’t have to worry about any more issues."

"Have we confirmed the source of the organs?" Mengyao asked, "We should express our gratitude as well."

"There’s no need for gratitude. The hospital has strict regulations; this is kept confidential," the Butcher said. "Besides, the party donating the organs may have experienced some unfortunate event and doesn’t need our thanks. Those who donate organs do not seek gratitude, they are doing a good deed, and thanking them isn’t necessary."

"Consider I didn’t say anything," Mengyao murmured. She understood this reasoning, but expressing gratitude was just a gesture of goodwill.

"Once we’re ready, Ye Fan should undergo the surgery," Fire Phoenix slowly said. "Before that, we must be careful and not give any chance to the enemies lurking in the shadows."

You keep an eye on any possible internal issues in the hospital, and I’ll personally deal with those lurking outside to make them understand the consequences," the Butcher said, targeting the enemies lurking outside the hospital with his murderous intent.

Fire Phoenix and the Butcher acted separately.

Ye Fan’s surgery began as well. Several reliable experts consulted and performed the surgery on Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan was wheeled out of the operating room, Mengyao and Fire Phoenix stepped forward.

"The surgery was very successful. The patient has excellent physical fitness and can be discharged after a period of recovery," the expert said in fluent English.

Upon hearing this result, the last bit of worry Mengyao and Fire Phoenix had disappeared.

Ye Fan returned to the ward, where Mengyao cared for him closely.

Day after day passed, and Ye Fan’s condition continued to improve.

...

At the late Zhao Hai’s residence, his wife Jian Tao, after handling family matters, personally came to receive her husband’s urn.

Yu Weidong had also been busy dealing with the aftermath these days, never relaxing.

Looking around every corner of the residence where she once shared memories with her husband, Jian Tao couldn’t help but feel the pain, as every sight evoked sadness.

Especially the urn covered by a white cloth in her field of vision, it was particularly poignant, drawing tears from Jian Tao.

"Madam, please accept my condolences," Yu Weidong hesitated for a long time before finally offering his subdued consolation.

"How are things being handled here?" Jian Tao asked, her voice filled with melancholy and having lost her noble and gracious demeanor as a lady of a wealthy family.

The entire Zhao Family was enveloped in a sea of sadness, and after comforting her parents-in-law at home, Jian Tao came to receive her husband’s urn.

"According to the agreement signed by the young master before his death, some organs have been donated to help the needs of society, and then he was cremated," Yu Weidong couldn’t help but feel grief and dissatisfaction, saying: "The young master was such a good person; how could heaven be so blind?"

"Did he suffer before he passed?" Jian Tao asked with concern.

"He did not suffer," Yu Weidong replied. "According to the doctors, the young master fell into a coma after the accident and passed peacefully, without any pain, even before medical help could be administered. I believe the young master was already in a stunned and numb state, likely only aware before his accident and becoming unconscious afterward, understanding no pain in that state."

"It’s good that he didn’t suffer and could pass away more comfortably," Jian Tao said, but she knew better than anyone that her husband’s passing could not have been comfortable.

At that time, her husband was speaking to their daughter over the phone, and she was right next to him. In such a situation, how could it be comfortable with so much longing left behind?

"What did the police say?" Jian Tao asked gravely, "Was it simply an accident, or was there another cause?"

"The truck driver responsible has not been found yet. Based on the information available, the accident possibility is greater, and that’s what the police say," Yu Weidong said, organizing his words: "The truck experienced problems just minutes before the accident, with brake failure. Monitoring captured the truck driver’s panic on board, but the collision with the young master’s vehicle happened in a surveillance blind spot, so there is no footage of the truck driver. According to police analysis, the truck driver likely hid in fear after realizing he caused an incident. It will take some time, but once the driver is found, all questions will be answered."

"We must get to the bottom of this. If my husband died due to sheer misfortune from an accident, we can’t blame anyone. But if there are other causes, I’ll pursue it to the end," Jian Tao said fiercely.

"Madam, rest assured, the Zhao Family has significant influence here, and neither the local government nor the police can hide or dare to hide anything; they must provide a fair and reasonable explanation to the Zhao Family," Yu Weidong said confidently. "I’ve applied pressure, and the local government is doing its utmost to handle this matter, and results should be forthcoming soon."

"That’s the best outcome. If Zhao Hai was murdered, I want the perpetrator to pay with blood, but if it was an accident, let him rest in peace, and I won’t pursue anything further nor disturb the deceased," Jian Tao said heavily.

"Madam, will you wait for the results here or return to your country first?" Yu Weidong asked.

"You await the results. Some aftermath work still needs to be handled by you. The family is waiting to hold the funeral so that Zhao Hai can rest in peace. I can’t wait; I have to return," Jian Tao’s voice was low.

"That’s also a good choice. Madam, please accept my condolences and return home, and leave matters here to me," Yu Weidong firmly said.

Yu Weidong escorted Jian Tao onto the plane.

He then continued to await further investigation results.