Han Zhan seemed to agree with Song Ci's explanation.
He asked Song Ci: "Why do you want to cooperate with me? Who wants to harm you?"
Song Ci: "Mu Qiu, the daughter of the Mu family, suffers from heart disease and is currently hospitalized. She urgently needs a healthy panda blood heart transplant. My heart is a perfect match for her. When I was twenty years old, I was lured by Mu Mian into signing a form to donate my organs after my death."
"It is clearly stated in the human organ donation regulations that if I die and my family members need organs to save their lives, my organs will be given priority. Once I die, Mu Qiu will definitely be able to get my heart."
"Today's car accident was most likely not an accident, but the work of Mu Mian. I know very well that as long as Mu Qiu is not well, I will never have a peaceful day."
How could Song Ci let Mu Mian get his wish?
"In that body organ donation document, the executor is my adoptive father, Mu Mian, which puts me in a very unfavorable position." Song Ci paused at this point. She looked up at Han Zhan, and her determined gaze moved him.
Song Ci said to him: "Han Zhan, I want to marry you, and I want you to be the executor of my organ donation!" By marrying Han Zhan, Han Zhan would become Song Ci's husband, and naturally he could be the first executor of her organ donation after her death.
Han Zhan's heart was suddenly stirred.
The man who had just been ferocious turned gentle again. "You don't know anything about me, aren't you afraid that I'll sell you out? After all, between you and Mu Mian, Mu Mian is the one who is more worthy of cooperation."
Song Ci was a little afraid of Han Zhan like this. You say he is gentle, but when he gets ruthless, he can strangle her neck at any time. You say he is cruel, but when he is gentle, there is a warm light in his eyes.
Song Ci was speechless for a moment.
The man who treated her well, made chrysanthemum tea for her every time they met, and specially invited her to eat fried bacon and bamboo shoots was Han Zhan, 42 years old in the previous life.
Song Ci didn't understand Han Zhan in this life at all. Whether he was a wolf or an angel, ruthless or warm as the sun, Song Ci had no idea.
Confronting Han Zhan and asking for help from Han Zhan is the biggest gamble Song Ci has ever made.
She was betting that Han Zhan was a man worthy of trust.
Han Zhan hadn't replied yet, and Song Ci was getting anxious and couldn't keep her composure. She was a little tired, but with a last glimmer of hope, she asked Han Zhan, "Han Zhan, do you want to cooperate with me?"
Han Zhan rejected it outright: "No."
Song Ci had expected to hear this answer, and when she actually heard it, she felt even more desperate.
She had already lowered her attitude so much, and Han Zhan still looked down on her. So there was no need for her to rush to be tortured. At worst, she could just buy a bag of explosives when she was discharged from the hospital, and blow up the Mu family while they were all asleep.
We are all dead, dust to dust, how wonderful it is.
Song Ci accepted her fate. She lay back on the bed like a deflated ball, intending to just lie there and wait for death.
Han Zhan looked at her lying on the bed, and for some reason, his heart began to beat again.
Han Zhan suddenly said, "When it comes to choosing a spouse, I have a few things I don't like. I don't like girls with long hair, or a voluptuous figure, and I especially don't like girls who talk nonsense, waste food, and stay up late surfing the Internet."
When he looked at Song Dynasty porcelain, he felt that it was full of problems.
Han Zhan should have ignored her with such a complex problem, but he kept pestering her. Han Zhan thought: Blame it on her being too pretty. I couldn't control myself!
Song Ci had given up hope, but after hearing Han Zhan's words, a scorching light flashed in his eyes again.
"I can change all of them! No matter what time you go to bed every day, I promise to go to bed early and get up early." Song Ci was afraid that Han Zhan would go back on his word, and her tone sounded very anxious.
Han Zhan: "Before ten o'clock."
Song Ci opened her mouth and said insincerely, "Very, very good. No wonder Brother Han looks so young."
"32 is old?"
Men also care about age. Upon hearing this, Song Ci quickly flattered him: "What's old? He's 32 years old, in the prime of his life! I like men who are 32, tall, and have the last name Han!"
The integrity of Song Dynasty porcelain can be thrown away at any time.
When Li Li pushed the door open and came in, he just heard Miss Song say, "I like men who are 32 years old, tall and have the last name Han." He stood under the door frame, raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Ci, and then looked at Han Zhan.
He asked Song Ci with a smile: "Am I here at the wrong time?"
Song Ci blushed and lowered her head, pretending to be deaf.
Han Zhan walked towards Li Li and said to him, "You stay here with her. I'm going to eat."
"Yeah, okay."
As soon as Han Zhan left, Song Ci felt even more uncomfortable.
Li Li was also embarrassed. He picked up the neck brace on the ground and placed it on the bedside table. He said to Song Ci, "Miss Song survived a great disaster. She will surely have good fortune in the future."
Song Ci just smiled shyly.
After laughing, Song Ci thought of something and thanked Li Li: "Mr. Li, thank you for sending me to the hospital."
Li Li waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me, thank Mr. Han." Li Li knew that Han Zhan was not the kind of person who liked to take credit for himself, and he definitely didn't tell Song Ci about what happened after her car accident.
But Li Li knew that Song Ci was interested in Han Zhan, and thought it would be good for Han Zhan to find a lover to live with. Sincerely wanting to bring them together, Li Li told Song Ci all the things Han Zhan had done for her.
"Miss Song was almost taken away by the people from Xinqiao Hospital. It was Mr. Han who noticed something was wrong. He ignored the objections of the doctors at Xinqiao Hospital, stole their car, and brought you to this hospital."
"After arriving at the hospital, Mr. Han found the best chief surgeon to perform your surgery personally."
After saying that, Li Li looked at Song Ci deeply and said to her: "Mr. Han, I am actually very worried about Miss Song."
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