Behind her, two men in black suits rushed over to hold an umbrella for her.
“Oh no, I hit someone… Is he… is he dead?”
Looking at the unconscious Ye Yunshen, Xiao Yunrong was filled with panic.
She stood 1.7 meters tall, her entire presence exuding nobility—even her anxious frown looked stunning.
“But Miss, we don’t have time to deal with this. The Old Master is gravely ill and doesn’t have much time left!”
One of the bodyguards said urgently.
Hearing this, Xiao Yunrong didn’t speak, but her expression grew even more flustered. Her pale lips tightened into a thin line.
“But he…”
Xiao Yunrong still couldn’t let go. After all, she was the one who hit him.
“There’s nothing we can do. Who could’ve expected someone to be out in this weather? The rain was too heavy to react in time…”
“Exactly, Miss. The Old Master is more important. At most, we’ll just pay some compensation for this guy.”
The two bodyguards echoed each other.
In their eyes, the man they hit was insignificant—just throw money at the problem and move on.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
The cold rain lashed down on Ye Yunshen’s face like knives, making him look like a discarded toy left by the roadside.
A trace of sympathy appeared in Xiao Yunrong’s eyes. She suddenly bent down and picked him up, then hurried back to the car.
“Miss, you…”
The two bodyguards were so shocked their eyes almost popped out.
Who would’ve imagined that the precious daughter of the Xiao family—one of the four major families in Dragon City, the princess of the Southern Frontier Dragon King—would personally carry an unconscious stranger?
“Quick! To the hospital! The best one!”
Xiao Yunrong ordered coldly.
“Yes!!”
The car sped toward Sucheng First Hospital.
Meanwhile, the three heiresses were completely unaware that Ye Yunshen had been in a car accident.
They were still dwelling on his sudden emotional outburst, the words where he said he wanted to cut ties with them.
Setting aside the “walking blood bank” part, if Ye Yunshen really wanted to sever ties, they should have been pleased.
But for some reason, an emptiness lingered in their hearts.
A hollow feeling.
Finally, Lin Ruoxi couldn’t sit still. “Should I go check on him… in his room?”
“No need,” Shen Qingqiu said indifferently. “He’s just putting on a show. He can’t leave us. Besides, didn’t I give him a one-month cooling-off period? That’s more than enough time for him to think it through.”
Without them, Ye Yunshen would never survive.
Not only did he have no home to return to, the powerful figure he had offended three years ago would come after him again.
Back then, they had spent 1 billion yuan to smooth things over and stop that person from targeting Ye Yunshen.
But if he left the Shen family, nothing could protect him anymore.
Looking at Shen Qingqiu’s calm expression, Xia Anran couldn’t help but ask, “Sister Qingqiu, aren’t you afraid that in a month, Shen Yunshen might really divorce you?”
Shen Qingqiu’s beautiful eyes trembled slightly, but she didn’t answer right away.
“Qingqiu, are you going to check on Brother Shen?”
At that moment, Cheng Zewen’s voice rang out.
He had unknowingly sat upright and lowered his gaze. “You should go. It doesn’t matter—my life won’t last more than six months anyway. No matter how much blood Brother Shen donates, it won’t change anything…”
His words made the three women’s expressions shift dramatically.
They rushed to his side, agitated.
“No! Awen, you’re not going to die. I won’t allow it! No matter the cost, I’ll save you!” Shen Qingqiu said.
“Right! You’ve got Shen Yunshen to donate blood for you. As long as he’s around, you won’t die!”
“We’re not going anywhere—we’re staying with you! Awen, your only mission is to keep fighting to stay alive!” Lin Ruoxi and Xia Anran added.
Their emotions surged, and their eyes even turned red.
Just then, a doctor walked in carrying several bags of blood. “Mr. Cheng Zewen, new blood bags just arrived.”
“New blood?”
Lin Ruoxi was stunned. “But didn’t the blood bank say there was no match for Awen’s type?”
“I just got the news from the transfusion department. Apparently, they found someone else with the same blood type as Mr. Cheng,” the doctor explained.
Hearing this, the three women’s eyes lit up.
They quickly asked, “Can you help us find out who that person is?”
Even though they still had Ye Yunshen, what if one day he was gone?
Wouldn’t that delay Awen’s treatment?
Now that another matching donor had appeared, it was a backup plan!
“No, the person explicitly requested to remain anonymous. They asked us to keep it confidential.”
The doctor shook his head.
The three women frowned and exchanged glances.
Shen Qingqiu stepped forward and pleaded, “Please do us this favor. If you can find out who it is, we’ll definitely repay you generously.”
“This… I’ll try my best.”
The doctor nodded.
The three immediately shared the good news with Cheng Zewen. He looked genuinely surprised.
If the walking blood bank had a replacement, didn’t that mean… he could get rid of Ye Yunshen?
Ye Yunshen’s only purpose for living was to donate blood to him—that’s why he’d worked so hard to control him all this time.
But what none of them knew was… the donor was Ye Yunshen himself.
Right now, he was lying in another hospital room.
Xiao Yunrong was sitting beside him, on the phone. Her pretty face was icy cold. “Uncle, I know my situation. I don’t need your reminders. I won’t die! I will survive this year!”
She hung up angrily, her chest heaving as she struggled to calm down.
One of the bodyguards asked in a low voice, “Miss, are you sure coming to Sucheng will help you survive this year?”
“I’m not sure. But Grandpa said my turning point would appear in the final year of my life—and in Sucheng.”
Xiao Yunrong frowned deeply.
“But we just arrived, and the Dragon King had a serious car accident. He’s in critical condition. You even accidentally hit someone. Everything’s off to a terrible start…”
Her frown deepened as she sighed. “Let’s take it one step at a time. Grandpa’s attack in Sucheng was no accident—someone orchestrated it. Right now, our top priority is saving him.”
“Who’s the family of the man in the car accident? His report is ready.”
A doctor walked in.
One of the bodyguards was about to explain, “We’re not—”
But Xiao Yunrong reached out and took the report. “Give it to me.”
She scanned it quickly.
One glance was all it took for her to freeze.
“What? Just a minor scalp abrasion?”
“No way…”
Thinking she misread it, she stared again.
But the result was the same.
“Come look at this!”
She called her two bodyguards over.
They were twin brothers, martial arts experts, highly knowledgeable about injuries.
When they felt Ye Yunshen’s bones, even they were shocked.
“No way. This is impossible… Getting hit by a car going that fast and only suffering a scalp abrasion? Even someone trained in iron body techniques couldn’t pull that off!”
Everyone remembered the moment clearly—the car was going 180 km/h. He was thrown over ten meters, bleeding everywhere…
And it ended with just a minor abrasion?
This was outrageous!
“He’s waking up!”
Suddenly, they cried out in surprise.