Yan Song patted her face, and Yun Ya suddenly leaned into his arms, her cheeks flushed, appearing quite drunk, "Brother Yan~" Yan Ke clicked his tongue, "I remember, Sister Yun Ya seemed to have had only a sip, right? What kind of constitution is this, could she be allergic to alcohol?" That was truly frightening. Yan Song carried her in his arms with a strong grip and headed upstairs. Leaving behind Yan Ke, disheveled in the wind, as couples paired up around him, dealing a critical hit to his singlehood. Ah Jiu nestled in his arms, "Meow~" it cried out. Yan Ke stroked its cat, "Luckily, I still have you to keep me company." Yan Song put Yun Ya on the bed and was just about to cover her with the blanket when Yun Ya suddenly grabbed his hand. It was definitely not intentional, but he just happened to, quite coincidentally, fall on top of Yun Ya. Her two small buds pressed against his chest, and Yun Ya winced with pain, furrowing her brows. Was she truly drunk or just pretending? Yan Song patted her face, "Wake up?" Yun Ya was very hot, and she suddenly began to tear at her own clothes, a fire raging within her needing to be released, a consequence of her drinking. Yan Song rolled aside, propped his cheek with one hand, and quietly enjoyed Yun Ya’s undressing performance. Yun Ya was wearing a dress with a zipper at the back, making it impossible for her to take off by herself. After struggling for a while, she fell into a deep sleep. Stirred by desire, Yan Song gave her lifted hips a slap, then abruptly turned over and left in a rush. Three days later, Nangong Yan took Nangong Chen and left the hospital. As for where they went, Yun Ya didn’t care or want to know. It was best to have no further involvement. Considering Nangong Chen’s condition, if he took good care of himself and focused more on his health, he could probably live for another five years, or even longer. Otherwise, at most, he had two or three years left. Although Yun Ya didn’t like Nangong Yan, her impression of Nangong Chen was still okay; he was somewhat pitiable. But there were plenty of pitiable people in the world, one more or one less wouldn’t make a difference. This was a person who had no connection to her life, and not worth Yun Ya’s time or thought. During this period, many sought out Dr. Nyx for surgeries, some even offering a fortune. Yun Ya set a rule: Only one surgery per week, regardless of status or position, and only complex cases. Those with simple surgeries need not come to her merely for the excitement. Following a few successful surgeries, Dr. Nyx became famous nationally, and was even mythologized as a modern Bian Que and Hua Tuo. After work one day, Yun Ya received a phone call from Wen Dehua. The rightful source is noveⅼfire.net After discussion, his team agreed to let her join their research project, asking Yun Ya to come to the research institute when she had time, to complete the formalities and, incidentally, to introduce her to the other team members. Wen Dehua’s Deaf and Mute Research Institute was located in the northern city of Ha City, which was the polar opposite of Jiangzhou, one in the far south and the other in the far north. It was also Yun Shu’s hometown. On one hand, Yun Ya expressed her gratitude to Wen Dehua for the opportunity, and on the other, she promised to visit when she had the time. Up to this point, the "Most Beautiful Voice" top ten contestants had been decided. Mai Zheng topped the leaderboard with an overwhelming popularity. Kang Le followed closely behind. The two of them were blazing hot on the internet, and any Weibo post by Mai Zheng would amass hundreds of thousands or even millions of reposts and comments, truly at the level of a red-hot celebrity. Meanwhile, Kang Le often interacted with fans on Weibo. Being beautiful, approachable, and a good singer, it was said by fans that it would be a crime against nature if the lovely Kang Le didn’t rise to fame. The show would conduct a live broadcast of the national finals on the evening of July 8th. The competition format for that evening was freshly released, with a draw to determine one-on-one battles. The winners would then face off in a final battle, and so on, until the top three were decided. The fate of the contestants would be determined by real-time SMS voting from the audience outside the venue, one vote per dollar. To prevent vote manipulation, a phone number could only vote once, ensuring the fairness of the vote. Lately, Kang Jinxian had been busy preparing for the final, frequently visiting Lin Li for help with song selection, arranging music, and choreography. The closer it got, the more nervous she felt, fearing that something could go wrong on the day. "Since the show began, your style has been too uniform. If you want to win the championship, you must beat Mai Zheng. Do you think you can win against him?" Lin Li began to analyze. Kang Jinxian shook her head, "His popularity is too strong, the finale is all about popularity, and he also has a superstar dad. I’m sure to lose by then." "You’re wrong. Although the show is about popularity, talent is also vitally important. You might lose to him in popularity, but you hold the advantage in reputation. Although you may not win the championship, it doesn’t really affect anything. You’ve already signed with Xinghuang. A championship doesn’t mean much to you now. Just take a calm approach, enjoy the process of the competition, and you might just pull off a surprising victory," Lin Li encouraged her.