I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Chapter 519: Chapter 518: Familiar Face

Beisitian smiled and asked, ”How much would it cost to make an outfit like this?”

Labor isn’t worth much these days, and the actual cost of making an outfit like this isn’t much. Boss Peng wanted to thank Beisitan for selling him the design so promptly, and he also wanted to make it as well as possible. Having Beisitian wear such an outfit would be great promotion for him. The attendees included not only some big bosses but also some local government officials who were there for charity, whether genuinely or just for a good reputation. Either way, they were expected to donate money and raise funds. Such events are typically very formal, often attended with spouses.

”If we were to calculate, the cost of this outfit would be around seven to eight hundred, but given your generosity, I’ll gift you this first outfit!” Peng Baocheng said with a smile.

He was very shrewd. Since Beisitian could easily draw two designs like this, she would perhaps provide more in the future, making it essential to forge a good relationship with her!

Beisitian saw Peng Baocheng’s sincerity and nodded, ”Boss Peng is a good person. Let this design be the payment for the outfit. In return, I hope the embroidery on it can be done by Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop.”

Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop?

Peng Baocheng knew of Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop through his wife. Many of the embroidered items in her collection came from this workshop, which was quite renowned in this circle.

”I have no objections, but negotiating with Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop and expecting them to rush and finish the dress in two days seems impossible,” Peng Baocheng replied.

”Don’t worry; I’ll speak to them,” Beisitian smiled.

Since coming to Beijing from Anding City, she hadn’t visited Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop, but she continued to send money to them every month. Feeling a bit guilty about this, she decided to find Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop some business!

From the way Peng Baocheng seemed interested in such outfit styles, a long-term collaboration might even be possible. And for embroidery, who could be better than Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop?

Beisitian planned only to connect them with this dress, and thereafter let them negotiate further collaborations themselves. She wouldn’t interfere.

Peng Baocheng recalled that she once mentioned having been an embroidery woman, so it wasn’t surprising that she knew people at Bao Niang Embroidery Workshop, and he agreed with her suggestion. This also made things easier for him, as finding a good embroidery woman in two days was already challenging, let alone getting the dress ready in time. Although the embroidery wasn’t too extensive or complex, it still required time.

Beisitian used the store’s phone to call Zhang Baoli, who was delighted to receive her call. Upon hearing about this, she immediately contacted the main office.

Not long after, Zhang Baoli called back, saying someone would be over soon to discuss the matter.

Seeing that there was still some time left, Peng Baocheng decided to wait a bit in the store.

Chen Jinliang, who hadn’t spoken a word from the beginning, watched everything unfold. Being in such a high-end store, not only did Beisitian get a custom-made dress without spending a single penny, but the store owner also offered her over a thousand. He was utterly impressed!

”Give me a dozen of such amazing wives!” Chen Jinliang repeated to himself several times in his mind.

As Beisitian’s belly grew larger, her trips to the restroom became frequent. Feeling the urge again, she sighed, not wanting to increase the pressure on her body, so she borrowed the restroom from Peng Baocheng.

Chen Jinliang followed but stayed outside, as Vice Commander Luo had instructed him to stick close without leaving her side.

Once Beisitian left the store’s lobby, Ma Tianlai quickly pulled Peng Baocheng aside and whispered, ”Ah Cheng, Doctor Bei is a doctor!”

Seeing Ma’s mysterious demeanor, Peng Baocheng thought he was about to share something profound, but he chuckled at the obvious statement. Of course, Doctor Bei is a doctor.

Seeing that Peng Baocheng didn’t catch his drift, Ma Tianlai grew anxious, checked to ensure Beisitian was out of sight, and added, ”Doctor Bei isn’t just any doctor. Listen to me—when you deliver the outfit, go personally, bring a generous gift, and ask her to look at your wife’s condition!”

Only then did Peng Baocheng understand; Ma Tianlai was suggesting asking Doctor Bei to treat his wife.

Peng Baocheng felt a bit moved and sighed, ”Thank you, Brother Ma, for thinking of me. But it’s hopeless. I’ve been to all the major hospitals abroad, and back home, there’s no hope for a cure. Most hospitals say it’s just a matter of this year.”

After a car accident, his wife became a vegetative patient. They had known each other since childhood and shared a deep love. He took her to hospitals around the world, but to no avail. Holding onto a shred of hope, he returned home, hoping for a miracle. But miracles like that never seem to visit ordinary people like them!

Having given up, Peng Baocheng wished to help fulfill his wife’s lifelong dream of opening a clothing store—a store with a domestic twist. Unfortunately, he lacked expertise in this area. Despite hiring the best designers, the styles leaned more towards Western fashion.

Realizing Chen Jinliang was making a move, Ma Tianlai said urgently, ”Ah Cheng, I’ve never lied to you. You know my son, right? You know how he woke up, right? There are things I can’t make explicit. Just ponder it, and once you figure it out, keep it to yourself. If there’s the slightest chance for your wife, it lies with Doctor Bei!”

He quickly whispered these words and, seeing Chen Jinliang approaching, retreated a couple of steps, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Peng Baocheng looked puzzled, still processing the conversation. He needed time to think. Knowing Ma Tianlai’s son’s situation—they became good friends due to shared experiences and struggles, connecting over their search for treatment—this wasn’t limited to business dealings.

Beisitian returned, pondering whether to continue waiting, when she saw a familiar face rushing in.

It was Zhang Ziquan. The last time she saw him was back at the town, quite a while ago.

”Miss Bei, long time no see!” Zhang Ziquan laughed heartily as he walked in, using the old way of addressing her, back when she was unmarried.

”Long time no see,” Beisitian also smiled, feeling a sense of warmth upon seeing an old acquaintance.

Zhang Ziquan now served as a trusted aide to Uncle Nine, Zhang Baoju. Thanks to Beisitian, Uncle Nine had discovered Zhang Ziquan’s talents and put them to good use.

”Baoli called, saying you were here. I rushed over. How are you...” Zhang Ziquan glanced at Beisitian’s belly, suddenly recalling that it had been quite some time since she married, and having a child was normal.