This is not good!
Jiang Ziyu quickly contacted the butler and sent Di Mingjue to the emergency room.
Soon, the news spread throughout the family, throwing the Di family into chaos.
Old Madam Di, as well as people from the second and third branches, all arrived.
Old Madam Di's face was filled with worry, her eyes tearful with distress, and she clasped her hands together, praying for blessings.
Meanwhile, Di Dongsheng and Zhao Yanxia from the third branch wore undisguised smiles. They longed for Di Mingjue to pass away soon so they could firmly secure their position as head of the family.
The second branch family remained huddled in a corner, appearing timid and fearful, not daring to cause any trouble.
Jiang Ziyu's expression was solemn as she tightly hugged Qianqian, softly comforting her.
She had observed the scene of Di Mingjue's accident. It didn't seem like an assassination; it was likely that Di Mingjue, in his haste to recover, had gotten out of bed to walk and accidentally fallen.
It was her carelessness; she had been so engrossed in accompanying Qianqian that she had neglected Di Mingjue, who was a patient.
Di Mingjue had shown her great kindness, and moreover, he was the father of her children. Dabao still needed his kidney...
In short, Di Mingjue could not be allowed to have an accident!!
Just then, a doctor covered in blood emerged to report:
"Old Madam, Young Master Di has a severe coagulation disorder. He is bleeding profusely and requires a large blood transfusion. However, the blood bank in the capital has insufficient Rh-null blood... If there's any further delay, Young Master Di will die on the spot this time!!"
"What!" Old Madam Di was so shocked that her legs went weak, and she almost fell.
She wailed, weeping, "My poor Mingjue ah..."
"Old Madam, the situation is critical. Is there anyone here who can donate blood?"
"This..." Old Madam Di scanned the room.
The second branch family was cowering in the corner like quails.
The third branch family wore arrogant expressions of triumph, wishing Di Mingjue dead sooner.
Finally, she shook her head in helplessness, "Can I donate? xxs壹贰"
The doctor frowned, "Old Madam, the amount of blood required is substantial. You are advanced in years and would not withstand it."
Old Madam Di looked at her grandson and granddaughter-in-law with tear-filled eyes, her tone filled with immense disappointment.
"You... are you truly just going to watch Mingjue die?"
Her second grandson, Di Ruihe, his face pale, said, "Grandma, you know I have lung problems and cannot withstand blood withdrawal..."
Old Madam Di then looked at the third branch family.
Zhao Yanxia spoke first, "Grandma, it's not impossible for Dongsheng to donate blood, as long as you promise that Dongsheng will permanently hold the position of head of the Di family..."
Hearing this, Old Madam Di's eyes reddened with anger, "A bunch of insane beasts! At a time like this, you're still thinking about the position of family head!"
"Grandma! We can't just suffer a loss for nothing!" Zhao Yanxia retorted with dissatisfaction.
As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Ziyu, who had maintained her composure, with a sneer.
"It's truly strange that Mingjue was injured so suddenly. Could it be that some people, while appearing to be here for good fortune, are actually assassins? I... ah!"
"Slap—"
Old Madam Di slapped her hard.
"Silence! You wicked woman!"
Seeing Old Madam Di's anger, Zhao Yanxia dared not say more, her gaze fixed resentfully on Jiang Ziyu.
Old Madam Di finally looked at Qianqian.
With affection and a hint of reluctance, she said, "Qianqian, you..."
Jiang Ziyu, who had been silent, spoke then, "Grandma, have me donate. Qianqian is too young and cannot endure it."
"What! You also have Rh-null blood?"
Jiang Ziyu nodded, "I do."
The doctor added, "Eldest Young Madam, blood donation will continue for a week. If any accidents occur, your body might suffer lifelong disability. Have you thought it through?"
Jiang Ziyu's eyes were full of determination, "I am willing. Please proceed with the donation."
"Then, please follow me."
Just as Jiang Ziyu was about to leave, she felt a weight on her leg. Turning around, she saw Qianqian clinging tightly to her leg like a sturdy stump, her two round, big eyes red and swollen.
Her gaze held reluctance and fear.
Jiang Ziyu squatted down and touched Qianqian's face, softly comforting her, "Don't be afraid, darling. Mommy is just going to donate some blood. The doctor said donating a little blood occasionally is good for the body."
Qianqian shook her head, disbelieving, and hugged her leg even tighter.
From the adults' conversation, Qianqian realized that Jiang Ziyu was about to do something very, very dangerous.
If it was truly beneficial for the body, why weren't others clamoring to do it?
Qianqian had received injections before. The needle piercing her skin was truly agonizing. She also feared that Mommy would be in pain.
"Darling, Mommy is going to save Daddy. Believe Mommy, Mommy will definitely come out fine."
"Shall Mommy make a pinky promise with you?"
Qianqian pouted and, with a wronged expression, made a pinky promise with Jiang Ziyu.
She knew Daddy was in critical condition, but she was also afraid that Mommy would get hurt.
Although she had only known Mommy for a few days, she had already grown to like this gentle yet commanding mother. She was afraid of losing Mommy...
"Darling, you wait for Mommy right here~"
Jiang Ziyu finally imprinted a kiss on Qianqian's forehead before following the doctor inside.
Qianqian watched Jiang Ziyu's retreating back and began to cry, whimpering.
Old Madam Di lovingly pulled Qianqian into her embrace.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yanxia's eyes gleamed with triumph as she saw Jiang Ziyu go to donate blood. Donating blood for a consecutive week, Jiang Ziyu would be crippled even if she didn't die. What a fool!
"Butler!" Old Madam Di suddenly called out.
"Go to the surrounding cities and retrieve Rh-null blood. We cannot drain all of Ziyu's. Such a good child is meant to be Mingjue's wife, not a mobile blood bank."
The butler replied respectfully, "Reporting to Old Madam, I already made arrangements earlier. Blood should be transferred from neighboring cities by tonight."
"Good!"
Through this incident, Old Madam Di's understanding of Jiang Ziyu's character deepened.
It was truly heaven's blessing that Mingjue had found such a good wife.
After some deliberation, Old Madam Di added, "Make arrangements again. After some time, hold a grand wedding for Mingjue and Ziyu, with the highest specifications."
"Yes, Old Madam!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yanxia felt a pang of sourness in her heart.
This was a complete acceptance of Jiang Ziyu. The little vixen truly had some skills to appease the difficult old woman.
Hmph! What use is a grand wedding if they don't have the lifespan to attend it!
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Three days later, Di Mingjue was out of danger.
As Jiang Ziyu emerged after her blood donation, she bumped into Qianqian.
Seeing Jiang Ziyu, Qianqian excitedly hugged her and handed over the food box she was holding.
Jiang Ziyu opened the food box and found two bowls of nourishing blood-replenishing soup, along with a sticky note with elegant handwriting. On it read: "This is the red date chicken soup and goji berry pig liver soup that Chef Grandpa and I made together. Mommy worked hard, so drink more!"
Jiang Ziyu's heart warmed, touched by Qianqian's concern and her making nourishing soup for her.
What made her even more unable to hold back were the words 'Mommy' on the sticky note...
Her beloved Qianqian had finally acknowledged her as Mommy.
Jiang Ziyu wept with joy, crouching down to embrace Qianqian.
Her emotions remained turbulent for a long time.
Qianqian also hugged Jiang Ziyu tightly, loving Mommy's embrace, which made her feel particularly secure.
Mommy was a superhero, unafraid of needles, and incredibly brave!
...
Not long after Di Mingjue was transferred to a regular ward, he woke up.
Through the doctor, he learned that he had been injured and unconscious for four days. He had only intended to try walking, but he never expected... now he was crippled and blind, no different from a useless person.
A wave of immense failure washed over him...
Just then, the crisp sound of high heels reached his ears.
A strong, pungent perfume assailed his nostrils, followed by Song Xinyi's saccharine voice: "Wuwuwu, Mingjue Gege, you're finally awake. I was so afraid you would never wake up again."
Song Xinyi's visit to Di Mingjue was initially intended as a mere gesture, to gain some favors from him later.
Unexpectedly, she happened to catch Di Mingjue waking up. She had a sudden idea and began plotting something else.
"Mingjue Gege, I've been taking care of you all these days while you were unconscious. Your new wife completely ignored you, which is simply too excessive."
"Oh, and when you were bleeding profusely and fell into a coma, no one in the entire Di family stepped forward to donate blood for you. It was I, only I, who was willing. You've been receiving my blood these past few days."