Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Be My Slave

Song Yucong directly dragged Tao Ning out of the club. Tao Ning wanted to struggle, but he was so frightened by the fight between the two of them that he couldn't recover and his head was buzzing. He also found that Song Yucong's hands were shaking abnormally.

There were still traces of blood on his face, his forehead was bruised, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth. His handsome face was distorted, and he didn't look as arrogant as usual.

But even so, Song Yucong did not let go of Tao Ning's hand. Tao Ning was unable to break free and was worried that her struggle would further intensify the conflict, so she simply gave up.

There was a stretched Lincoln outside, and many people who wanted to get into the Blue and Gold but were not qualified were gathered at the entrance. When they saw Song Yucong and Tao Ning being surrounded by the crowd, they rushed over.

"Second Master, are you okay?"

"Second Young Master, get in the car!"

"Who is so bold..."

Song Yucong's head ached from all the greetings, real or fake. He stuffed Tao Ning into the car, yelled at her to get out, and then asked the driver to drive to a private hospital.

In the car, Song Yucong was shaking all over, but his condition was much better than before. Someone was tending to his wounds. Tao Ning sat in the corner, her face pale as she asked, "...Where are you taking Xu Jun?"

It would be fine if this name was not mentioned, but Song Yucong would explode as soon as the two words "Xu Jun" were mentioned.

This country bumpkin kept calling him "Xu Jun," and that grandson had inexplicably hit him. Song Yucong was furious, and jealousy was boiling over like a jar of vinegar. He immediately frowned. But his movements were too strong, ripping the wound, and his expression suddenly became fierce and bared his teeth. "Chop him up and throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

Someone nearby noticed Song Yucong's different attitude towards Tao Ning. Quick-witted, he quickly came out to flatter her, saying, "We will never let anyone who dares to harm the Second Young Master off lightly! The Song family will hire the most professional lawyers to prosecute Xu Jun, and then use some trickery to sentence him to three or four years, sending him to prison to learn a lesson. We'll make sure that villain Xu Jun never holds his head up again!"

Song Yucong was unhappy: "Do you really need to butt in here? Get out of here."

The driver stopped the car by the roadside, and the man wiped his sweat and quickly got out of the car.

Throwing Xu Jun into the sea to feed the fish was obviously a lie made up by Song Yucong out of anger. Tao Ning was used to him saying few good things, but this man said that he would send Xu Jun to prison, which would be a stain that could never be erased for an ordinary person. What's more, Xu Jun was only an eighteen-year-old student. If he was really sentenced, one could imagine what his life would be like in the second half of his life.

Tao Ning's face was paler than before, and his mind was in a mess. His only thought was that he must not let Xu Jun go to jail. He had to stop Song Yucong.

In addition, the system had discussed with him in detail that he couldn't be discovered attacking them at the same time. Tao Ning quickly calmed down and said hesitantly, "Can you... let him go?"

Tao Ning used all her acting skills to pretend that she didn't care where Xu Jun went. Song Yucong didn't notice, but his expression became less bad, but he still had a sour face: "Don't even think about it."

"No, no." Anticipating a rejection, Tao Ning lowered her head, nervously buttoning her clothes, and said hesitantly, "He...he is my savior."

"Savior?" Song Yucong narrowed his eyes.

It seems that it is really as the system said, he is now "telling lies all the time", Tao Ning is not as flustered as the first time he lied, and he is facing the very stupid Song Yucong, so his lies...should not be discovered by him.

Tao Ning raised her head and blinked her thick eyelashes. "Because I didn't take my medicine before and fainted in the dormitory, I almost died. It was Xu Jun who found me and took me to the hospital... So... he is my lifesaver. Did you see the medicine on the ground just now? He was actually here to bring it to me."

Thinking of the dozen or so crushed pills, Tao Ning's heart ached slightly, not only because of the high price of these medicines, but also because of Xu Jun's look before he left.

He won't let Xu Jun go to jail.

Song Yucong's expression was unpredictable. He knew Tao Ning had eye problems and was taking medicine. Tao Ning couldn't tell whether he believed it or not. The next second, he heard Song Yucong ask, "You didn't seduce him?"

Tao Ning's mouth twitched slightly: "...No."

Song Yucong folded his arms and snorted coldly: "Then why did he rush over?"

In fact, Tao Ning didn't understand the problem, so she said it truthfully: "Because you were kissing me, he thought you were bullying..."

"Who kissed you?!" Song Yucong's attention was completely focused on Tao Ning's "kiss," and he interrupted him fiercely, as if there was someone else who had just been kissing Tao Ning with such obsession. "I'm warning you, country bumpkin, if you dare tell anyone about this, I'll make sure you're in big trouble."

Tao Ning: "...Well, I won't tell anyone."

Hearing this, Song Yucong's face became even more gloomy and darker, but he held his breath and said nothing.

Tao Ning shifted the topic to his own purpose. In fact, he was doing this completely on instinct. He felt that Song Yucong seemed to like him a little because it was too obvious and she even kissed him... The reason why he disliked Xu Jun was probably because he was afraid that he and Xu Jun had other feelings besides friendship.

But Xu Jun only considered him a friend... He hadn't even officially conquered him yet, so how could he develop any feelings for him? Song Yucong was really stupid, but when did he conquer Song Yucong?

Tao Ning couldn't figure out these things. After analyzing them, she said, "So, can you please let go... my savior? If you want revenge... please take revenge on me."

But...it would be better if no one took revenge.

Song Yucong's eyes were fierce. "Country bumpkin, you said all this just to make me let Xu Jun go?"

He should like himself, he should like himself. Tao Ning suddenly understood without any guidance, and said haltingly: "No, because I... I don't want to owe Xu Jun anything... If you send him to prison this time, what I owe him... will be completely unpaid."

After hearing this, Song Yucong's expression softened. He raised his chin and said, "I can spare Xu Jun from jail, but he must pay for the exorbitant medical bills." He snorted coldly, "Otherwise, he'll never leave prison again."

Success! Tao Ning breathed a sigh of relief, beads of sweat forming on his palms. Spending money was better than going to jail.

Song Yucong fixed his fierce gaze on Tao Ning's beautiful, pale face. His eyes were clearly filled with contempt, but deep down, he couldn't move his gaze away, as if he was staring at his most beloved toy. He snorted again, "You know how to repay a favor."

Tao Ning: “…”

"Xu Jun giving money is one thing, but whether I want it or not is another. Don't you know? The thing I, Song Yucong, lack the least is money."

Tao Ning: “…?”

The light in the car was dim. Song Yucong suddenly stood up and approached Tao Ning who was huddled in the corner. His handsome face was covered in blue and purple. I don’t know if Song Yucong didn’t realize that he wanted to put on an evil and crazy expression, but his face was stern, with wrinkles on the blue and purple parts, like a scary NPC painted with oil paint in a horror movie.

Song Yucong was completely unaware of this. He lowered his head and folded his arms. Tao Ning's expression was dazed. He heard Song Yucong threatening him, "Don't you like to repay a favor? Then repay it with yourself."

"...How do I repay it?"

"Hmph, be my slave. You have to do whatever I tell you to do. If I tell you to go east, you are not allowed to go west. You can only listen to me and be my slave. Until my injuries are completely healed."

Slavery in China had been abolished thousands of years ago. Tao Ning discovered that Song Yucong was not only terrible at math, but also at history. His mouth twitched slightly. To protect Xu Jun from harm, he temporarily tolerated Song Yucong's absurd 'unequal treaty': "I promise you."

Song Yucong was unhappy again: "You agreed so quickly? Could it be that your gratitude is fake, and your real intention is to save him?"

Tao Ning was silent. He had never met anyone more difficult than Song Yucong. He used the same effort to coax Tao Yuan and Xiao Meng, shook his head, and tried to soften his voice, saying, "No... Because, because I want to be with you, that's why... I'm willing to be yours..."

Tao Ning found it difficult to say the word "slave", so he just mumbled it for a few seconds.

As expected, Song Yucong's gloomy mood was instantly swept away, the corners of his mouth were almost raised and could hardly be suppressed, his hands that were trembling slightly just now stopped shaking, and even the tips of his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He snorted, "You're smart."

Tao Ning said, "But I still have to go to class on time."

"What kind of lessons should a slave take? No."

Tao Ning said: "...Then I won't do it."

"You dare?!"

“...........”

Song Yucong's face darkened again: "You can take lessons with me at home."

"Then I still need to take medicine."

"I asked Gao Yu to bring it to you...Why are you taking so many medicines for an eye disease?"

"It's not an eye disease." Tao Ning thought for a moment and explained to the clueless Second Young Master Song in the simplest and most understandable language: "I have a disease that prevents me from producing blood cells normally. If I get a wound, I will bleed profusely, so I have to take a lot of medicine to control the disease."

Hearing this, Song Yucong frowned. He naturally understood the seriousness of these simple words. He lost his arrogant and unreasonable demeanor. After a moment, he said with a sullen face, "If you die, I'll have one less slave. Isn't that a big loss? Humph... Be good and follow me to the hospital later."

Tao Ning shook her head. "It's useless. I need a bone marrow transplant... I was adopted by my family, and the chances of finding a matching bone marrow are very low."

Besides, he had no money, so the doctor regretfully told Tao Ning that if he had immediate relatives, there would be great hope of finding the same type of bone marrow, but he was not Tao's biological child. He was picked up as a baby many years ago. After excluding them, there was currently no bone marrow in the country that matched Tao Ning.

Millions of people in China need bone marrow transplants every year, but donors aren't easy to come by, and the chances of finding a match are incredibly slim...

Tao Ning lowered his head and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became heavy. Song Yucong asked the driver with a cold face to rush to a private hospital. After arriving at the place, he did not check the wounds on his body first, but dragged Tao Ning to do a full body check-up.

Seeing Tao Ning enter the examination room with his own eyes, Song Yucong was satisfied. He immediately went to another examination room and said to the doctor with a cold expression, "Draw a tube of blood for me and take it to see if it can match that country bumpkin."

The doctor had been working in this private hospital that specializes in treating the Song family for over a decade and knew many of the family's secrets. He hesitated and asked, "But... Young Master, your health..."

"I just smoke when I say so. Why so much nonsense?" Song Yucong looked impatient.

To perform a bone marrow aspiration, a medication must be injected beforehand to gather the hematopoietic stem cells in the bone marrow into the peripheral blood. The doctor knew he had been too nosy; the master's affairs were not something a small figure like him could intervene in. He produced a syringe filled with specific medication and a blood drawer, and prepared the cotton swabs, iodine, and other supplies for the blood draw. "Second Young Master, please pull your sleeves up to your shoulders."

Everyone outside the Song family knew that the second young master of the Song family always wore long sleeves and long pants, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter. No one knew the reason, and no one dared to offend Song Yucong by asking why.