Bone marrow transplant…
Blood transfusion…
Bone marrow transplant…
Blood transfusion…
Du Ruoxin’s mind was filled with these words. Although she wasn’t a medical student, she knew it was a life-threatening surgery!
Once it was done, the whole person would be ruined!
Not only would she have to bear the consequences of daily medication and injections, but she would also have to worry about her condition worsening at any time and the risk of losing her life.
It was equivalent to a perfectly healthy person being transformed into a late-stage cancer patient.
No!
She couldn’t let her elder brother’s life be ruined like this forever!
Du Ruoxin rushed out of the cinema.
“Christiano, how dare you perform a blood transfusion!”
“No!”
“No! Do you hear me!”
Du Ruoxin called Christiano’s number as she ran, but her phone kept ringing, and no one answered.
“Don’t have the surgery.”
“Don’t have it—”
She grew increasingly panicked.
Grace and Qin Yunxi sat in a milk tea shop.
She drank her coffee, and he watched her.
Grace: “……”
Could he turn his head and stop looking at her? Her heart was in a panic.
But no matter how many times she pleaded, the man just stared with his electrifying thick eyebrows, as if his eyes held only her, refusing to look away.
He murmured, “My wife is so beautiful, more beautiful the more I look.”
“What should I do? I’m so captivated by my wife that my soul has left my body.”
Grace: “…………”
She would never believe such disgusting “cheesy talk.”
“Qin Yunxi, shut up!” the woman said coldly.
The great Mr. Qin felt extremely wronged. “You’re not even allowed to say words of praise, or perhaps…” His gaze, which seemed to see through her soul, locked onto her. “Are you afraid that if I say too much, you’ll fall for me uncontrollably?”
“Darling, don’t resist falling in love with me so much.”
“And don’t resist your heart, just follow your feelings and enjoy the moment, okay?”
Grace glared fiercely at him—what a scumbag!
Qin Yunxi then stood in front of the preoccupied woman. “Do you want to go?”
Grace nodded without hesitation—Sister Xin was in trouble, so of course, she wanted to follow and ask.
Qin Yunxi smiled like a cat that had stolen fish. “Call me ‘husband,’ and I’ll take you.”