Chapter 117 Direct blood relatives cannot donate blood for him
Madam Rong was in poor health and could not tolerate any stimulation, especially anything related to Rong Jin. It was like a thorn stuck in her heart that she could not pull out. Not only that, but it would also cause her to feel a dull pain whenever it was touched.
Even after so many years, the wound has not healed and has only gotten worse. Now that a breakthrough has finally been found, who knows what the next sight will be of the other person lying in the emergency room covered in wounds and blood?
Even a quick glance was enough for her to see how serious his injuries were; his head was injured and bleeding profusely. She wondered if there would be any long-term effects...
Madam Rong was not afraid of blood, but when she saw the blood flowing from Shen Jin in the emergency room, it still made her dizzy and almost faint. The scene terrified her.
“…This child…” Madam Rong sat outside the operating room, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief. She took a deep breath, her voice hoarse, and murmured sadly, “Why is life so bitter…”
The doctor had already drawn her blood for testing. While waiting for the results, Madam Rong couldn't stop her tears from flowing. She thought of many things from the past, and the more she thought about them, the more upset she became.
Yan Yu, standing to the side, was also at a loss. He was already flustered because of Shen Jin's matter, and now that there was another Madam Rong willing to help Shen Jin, he was naturally very happy. However, while he was happy, his mind was also in turmoil, and he couldn't help but have wild thoughts.
What he cared about most was the relationship between the two of them... Now that she was crying so sadly, could it be that she had really concluded that Shen Jin had a relationship with her or something else?
No, she just had a blood transfusion tested by the doctor... which means that she herself doesn't understand either.
But now was clearly not the time to think about that. Yan Yu patted his face, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and comforted himself, saying, "...He'll...be alright..."
Madam Rong heard his words, but at this time, they had no effect.
While the two were waiting for the test results, Rong Lan and her father were also driving, rushing to the hospital, worried that something might happen to her.
Meanwhile, in a large mansion in the city, decorated in a Nordic style, elegant and grand, a gentle breeze blew in through the open French windows. It should have been a fine day, but the house was gloomy.
After listening to Jiang Yang's latest report, Duan Yi's delicate and handsome face lost its usual smile, becoming extremely cold. His peach blossom eyes were also gloomy, and he narrowed them slightly, his coldness self-evident.
A loud "smash!" rang out as Duan Yi slammed a tall wine glass filled with red wine onto the floor with his pale, slender hand, creating a jarring sound. Glass shards flew everywhere, injuring his fair, slender hand, from which blood dripped.
"Young Master..." Jiang Yang called him softly, glancing at the broken glass shards on the ground, the bright red wine, and the cut on his hand from the glass shards. "Your hand..."
Before he could finish speaking, Duan Yi interrupted him expressionlessly: "I'm fine."
Jiang Yang had been by Duan Yi's side for many years and rarely saw him lose control of his emotions like this. In the past, whether it was good or bad, he liked to hide it and not let people see it. He always had a smile on his face, making it impossible for people to understand what he was thinking.
Duan Yi didn't look at Jiang Yang's face. Gradually regaining his composure, he pulled out a tissue from the side to wipe his hands, casually rubbed them together a few times, and asked in a flat tone, "So Shen Jin is in the hospital now? And Rong Lan and Chairman Rong both went to the hospital?"
"Yes, they are on their way to the hospital. Madam Rong has probably just arrived." Jiang Yang glanced at his face. Even though he had tried his best to remain calm, it was still clear that he looked very unwell.
Jiang Yang hesitated for a long time, unsure whether he should ask, "Young Master, what should we do now..."
Duan Yi never expected things to happen so suddenly, disrupting his plans and bringing his unfinished schemes to an abrupt halt because of Shen Jin's car accident.
If that were really the case, he would be very unwilling, after all, he had made all the necessary preparations. He knew that the Rong family would not easily believe the "Rong Jin" he had prepared for them, but it didn't matter, he still had a backup plan.
However, despite his meticulous planning, he never expected that Yan Yu, that idiot, would mess things up at the crucial moment. Instead of keeping a close eye on the person, he chased after him and got into a car accident, leaving him half-dead in the hospital, needing surgery and a blood transfusion... What to do?
Seeing his face grow increasingly gloomy, Jiang Yang couldn't help but call out, "Young Master?"
Duan Yi snapped out of his thoughts and gave a nonchalant "hmm." Seeing that he seemed completely unaffected, Jiang Yang couldn't help but ask, "What should we do next?"
He knew that Duan Yi intended to place someone in the Rong family, but now this path had clearly encountered problems. What to do was a question, since he knew that Duan Yi would not give up easily.
"What do you think? What should we do next?" Duan Yi stopped wiping his fingers, threw the tissue into the trash can, and glanced at him indifferently with his almond-shaped eyes.
His suddenly raised, almond-shaped eyes made Jiang Yang's heart skip a beat. She quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze, and said unhurriedly, "The person we prepared in advance is still on the trail we provided. If it weren't for this car accident, the Rong family should have found him by now, but..."
“But there’s nothing we can do now. The Rong family has turned back to the hospital. When Shen Jin needs a blood transfusion, a little testing will reveal the answer,” Duan Yi said with a grim face. “There’s nothing we can do. It happened so suddenly. We didn’t expect this. Right now, we can only take a step back.”
Duan Yi continued, "First, let that person leave the original place in advance, and don't leave any message. Otherwise, once the Rong family gets any answers in the hospital, they will definitely send people to the other 'Rong Jin' location, trying to trace the clues and drag out the person behind the trouble. So let them leave first, and I'll figure out what to do next."
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away." Jiang Yang nodded, turned around and went out, dialed the other party's number, briefly explained the situation, and finally asked the other party to leave first.
After he finished explaining, when he returned to Duan Yi's room, he found that Duan Yi, who had been sitting on the sofa with a sullen face, had stood up and started to take off his clothes, taking out a shirt and putting it on neatly.
Jiang Yang's eyes flashed to the section of his fair waist that had been exposed when he took off his clothes, and she asked him with feigned composure, "Is Young Master going out?"
“Yes, of course. The hospital is so lively right now, so of course I have to go over there,” Duan Yi said calmly, buttoning up his shirt and rolling up his sleeves, “so I can understand what’s going on.”
Only by figuring out what happened and keeping a close eye on the situation can we know what to do next and how to proceed. Otherwise, some cards that haven't been played yet might become useless.
That's not something he wants to see.
Jiang Yang always kept his word. After hearing what he said, she went downstairs, got in the car, and the two left the villa and headed to the hospital.
"Check this out for me. Is it still too late?" Duan Yi asked. "Who performed the surgery on Shen Jin? And who took the blood sample for Madam Rong? Have you investigated this information thoroughly? Think of any other way to switch the items."
“I’m sorry…” Jiang Yang frowned. “It’s the Rong family, so we can’t do anything about it right now. Besides, we were in a rush, and we didn’t expect this to happen because we hadn’t made any preparations beforehand.”
Meanwhile, when another "Rong Jin," who had become mentally impaired due to his injury, received the message from Jiang Yang in the coastal area, the handsome and clean-cut young man quickly returned to his residence, tidied up briefly, and then hurriedly ran away.
If someone familiar with the area were here, they might notice that this young man doesn't resemble either Rong Jin or Madam Rong, but his facial features, especially his eyes and brows, bear a striking resemblance to Rong's father...
Even if he wasn't Rong Jin, he could almost pass for Rong Jin... making people feel that he was inextricably linked to the Rong family.
“…What bad luck.” The young man let out a soft sigh, picked up his phone, glanced at it, opened the photo album, and saw Shen Jin’s face.
The young man narrowed his handsome eyes, his expression shifting unpredictably. His eyes were fixed on the person in the photo, and then bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes, carrying a hint of coldness. He lightly ran his fingernail across the person's neck on the screen.
He said in a deep voice, "...Don't be too happy yet, things aren't over yet."
After he finished speaking, he disappeared into the crowd and gradually vanished from sight.
No one knows what's going on here.
Rong Lan and her father rushed to the hospital. When they heard that she was going to have a blood transfusion surgery, they were almost frantic with worry, fearing that something might happen to her. They hurriedly ran to where she was.
"Mom!" Rong Lan rushed over and saw that her eyes were red. He quickly patted her back. "What are you thinking about? Your health isn't good. How can you get a blood transfusion? It will hurt you..."
Just then, the doctor got the test results, but his face didn't show any joy. He said, "I'm sorry."
"...What's wrong?" Mr. Rong's heart sank. He hadn't figured out what was going on, but seeing how heartbroken Mrs. Rong was, he couldn't help but feel worried. "What exactly happened?"
Yan Yu hadn't expected Rong's father and Rong Lan to arrive so suddenly. Before he could even express his surprise, he was stunned by the doctor's "I'm sorry," and his voice trembled as he asked, "...Is...is it a blood type incompatibility?"
The doctor's gaze swept over the tearful Madam Rong, the bewildered Rong Lan, the frowning Rong's father, and the pale-faced Yan Yu. After a long while, he said, "Direct blood relatives cannot donate blood for him directly, as there are certain risks involved."
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