In the hospital, inside the ward.
A young girl with delicate and beautiful features lay on the hospital bed.
The girl had her eyes closed, her face pale and haggard. Probably because she was uncomfortable, her brows were tightly furrowed.
“Young Master Fu, Miss Jiang has been having her blood drawn too frequently recently. These are the physical examination results we took for her today. They show that she is already suffering from very severe anemia.”
“Why not let her recuperate for a while first, then after some time…”
The doctor looked at that face on the hospital bed, so pale that there was not a trace of color in it, and a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.
On the sofa beside them.
Fu Jinyan wore a noble suit and gold-rimmed glasses. His features were deep and handsome, and his expression was cold and indifferent.
Those cold, sharp eyes hidden behind his glasses held not the slightest trace of warmth or emotion.
His tone was cold, “Will severe anemia cause death?”
The doctor was stunned for a moment, “That, it won’t.”
“En, then continue drawing.” Fu Jinyan withdrew the hand resting on the armrest of the sofa, stood up, did not spare the girl on the hospital bed a single glance, turned around, and walked out of the ward.
The doctor and nurse who remained looked at each other.
Sympathy appeared in the nurse’s eyes, “Director Zhao, do we still continue drawing?”
Director Zhao sighed, his face also full of sympathy, “Draw it. Try the other hand.”
The nurse nodded and was just about to reach out and pull out the blood-drawing tube when a cold hand pressed down on hers.
She was startled and hurriedly lowered her head to look, meeting a pair of misty, pitch-black eyes that glinted with a cold sharpness.
The girl who had been unconscious had, at some unknown point, actually already woken up.
Her gaze was indifferent, her pale face cold and expressionless. She directly reached out and pulled the blood-drawing tube from her arm. Under the forceful action, a large amount of blood immediately seeped from the wound, dripping down her arm onto the white bedsheet.
Yet she seemed to have completely not seen it, nor felt any pain. She picked up the phone placed beside the bed, got out of bed, and then walked toward the door.
“Miss Jiang, where are you going?” Seeing that she was about to walk out of the ward, the nurse hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
Jiang Ruanning slowly turned her head.
She licked her dry, cracked lips. The salty, bitter, bloody taste on the tip of her tongue instantly made her still-drowsy mind much clearer.
She tilted her head, a strange smile appearing at the corners of her lips, “Murder and arson, want to come along?”
The nurse’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Walking out of the ward, Jiang Ruanning directly took the elevator to the top floor.
The top floor was the VIP ward floor, costing nearly ten times as much as an ordinary ward.
VIP ward.
A woman’s delicate, weak voice carrying a sobbing tone came through the crack in the door.
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“Youwei, don’t be afraid. Nothing will happen to you. I asked the doctor. As long as there is a stable blood source and you change blood once every two months, your body will be no different from a normal person’s.”
“But…” The woman seemed to hesitate for several seconds before speaking again, “Will Jiang Ruanning be willing? The doctor said that if she provides blood for a long time, it will seriously affect her health.”
“I asked the doctor. She won’t die.”
The man’s tone was very cold, “Besides, if it weren’t because your blood type is special, that filthy, lowly blood wouldn’t even be worthy of entering your body.”
“To be able to provide blood for you is her honor.”
With a “bang”, the ward door was kicked open.
The conversation inside the ward abruptly stopped.
Looking at the pale-faced, expressionless girl who walked into the ward, Fu Jinyan was slightly stunned. A trace of astonishment flashed extremely quickly through his eyes, after which his expression darkened.
Bai Youwei was held in his arms, her delicate and lovely little face carrying a panicked and flustered expression. She hurriedly reached out and pushed him away, “Miss Jiang, Jinyan and I aren’t what you think. Don’t misunderstand.”
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