Chapter 3 Bo Hanzhou, you bastard!
The implication is that she dared to treat the wound in such an exposed environment and was not afraid of dying from the wound infection.
Jiang Ci didn't indulge him either, and said calmly: "It's good-looking, but it's a pity that he has a mouth."
The corners of Bo Hanzhou's lips slightly raised, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.
He left the Jiang family daughter's birthday party less than halfway through, and came back to look for it when he found his bracelet left behind. The hall was a mess and covered in blood. He heard the servants saying that the stupid adopted daughter of Mrs. Jiang had gone crazy. He thought he had missed a wonderful show.
Unexpectedly, the real fun is here.
Three years ago, his uncle Song Jinmin suffered from kidney disease. That was the first time he heard the name Jiang Ci in the Song family.
Song Jinmin said that Jiang Ci was willing to donate a healthy kidney to him, as long as she waited until she turned 18.
Bo Hanzhou stared at Jiang Ci who was treating his wound with his bare hands without even frowning.
She doesn't look like a mentally retarded person at all, let alone someone who would willingly donate her organs while alive.
Jiang Ci deftly picked out the broken glass from the blurred flesh and blood.
Fortunately, the bleeding was not too much now. She quickly cleaned the wound, sprinkled disinfectant and healing powder on it, and finally sutured it.
Bo Hanzhou was stunned.
Her smooth suturing skills would have been impossible to accomplish independently without three to five years of medical practice experience.
If the Jiang family considers people like this to be mentally retarded, then there are few smart people in the world.
Moreover, she didn't use any anesthetic from beginning to end, and she threaded the needle on her face. It was so fierce.
The clear and intuitive picture made him frown, and he felt as if a needle was pricking his face.
"I need to go to the hospital. How about I give you a ride?"
Bo Hanzhou noticed that her lips were pale and bloodless.
Jiang Ci was indeed extremely exhausted. She had lost too much blood, and drawing the talisman had taken up a lot of her energy. Now she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down where her body was and sleep for three days and three nights.
"Need not……"
She tried to stand up by supporting herself on the stone table, but her vision went dark, her legs went weak, and she fell down.
"Be careful!" Bo Hanzhou rushed over quickly and held her.
The fresh and soft scent of agarwood fills your nose.
In a trance.
Jiang Ci's mind flashed with a little kid who always followed her around, tugged at her clothes, and sweetly called her "Sister Imperial Master"...
"Where's Jiang Ciren? Find her for me!"
A loud shout accompanied by several footsteps came from the front yard.
Soon after, Song Sibei and his men arrived. Seeing Bo Hanzhou holding Jiang Ci, his anxious expression eased slightly and he ordered:
"Bo Hanzhou, give me Jiang Ci. My father's condition has suddenly worsened and he urgently needs her kidney transplant!"
Bo Hanzhou looked down at the unconscious Jiang Ci and said in a very calm tone, "Let's go to the hospital together."
He picked up Jiang Ci and carried him sideways.
Song Sibei followed hurriedly behind him and frowned when he saw him carry the person into his car.
However, thinking that his father's life was in danger, Bo Hanzhou did not dare to do anything rash since he was living under someone else's roof, so he did not think much and drove to the hospital quickly.
Fifteen minutes later.
Song Sibei rushed to the hospital, but found that Jiang Ci was not sent to the operating room, but was lying leisurely in the ward receiving an infusion.
Song Sibei immediately exploded, pointing at Bo Hanzhou and scolding, "What's the meaning of putting her here?"
There was no expression on Bo Hanzhou's handsome face. He sat lazily on the single sofa in front of the window, his straight and long legs crossed, and his fingers tapped on the table, making a dull sound, as if he was counting down.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and transfer Jiang Ci to the operating room so that I can get a kidney transplant done right away!" Song Sibei said anxiously.
Three or four men rushed into the ward and wanted to take Jiang Ci away.
Bo Hanzhou glanced at the clock on the wall, pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Don't move!"
Suddenly, a group of uniformed law enforcement officers came with guns and pointed them at Song Sibei's men.
The men raised their hands in fear.
"Our bureau has received a report that someone here is illegally performing live organ transplants. Mr. Song, are they these people?"
Song Sibei was confused, his composure completely disappeared at this moment, he grabbed one of his men and yelled, "Who the hell called the police!!"
The men shook their heads frantically, "Mr. Song, I don't know! I am innocent!"
When Song Sibei's eyes passed over Bo Hanzhou, he noticed that he was actually laughing. He reacted instantly, rushed over, grabbed his collar, and angrily scolded:
"It's you, Bo Hanzhou!"
Bo Hanzhou bared his big white teeth and said brightly, "Yeah."
Song Sibei's face turned black, and he angrily scolded him: "You ungrateful bastard! You were raised by my father, do you want to kill him?"
I never expected that at the critical moment of my father's life and death, this dog Bo Hanzhou would actually call the police!
Is this what a human being does?
Bo Hanzhou looked serious and analyzed with reason and evidence:
"As far as I know, Jiang Ci and Jiang Wan were born on the same day. It's 11 o'clock at night now, which means Jiang Ci is not yet officially 18 years old. Our country's laws stipulate that living organ donors must be 18 years old or older. I'm thinking about the Song family. If it gets out that my uncle forced a minor to donate organs..."
It is an absolutely devastating blow to the Song Group!
Song Sibei certainly understood this truth.
But if you don’t say it and I don’t say it either, our family will keep it a secret. Who would care that Jiang Ci was only one hour away from adulthood when his kidney was dug out?
Song Sibei was furious.
But he could only turn around and politely smile at the law enforcement officer: "It's a pure misunderstanding. My Song family has always been law-abiding. No one has done anything illegal."
Who knows what Bo Hanzhou is talking about:
"That's right. The Song family would never be so cruel as to send a seriously injured little girl to the operating table to have her kidneys cut off."
"Oh, by the way, in order to protect the reputation of the Song family, I have recorded it. With me here, no one can try to discredit our Song family."
Bo Hanzhou took out the cell phone from his pocket and shook it around like an old man.
Song Sibei: “…”
He even wanted to kill Bo Hanzhou!
The law enforcement officer carefully checked Jiang Ci's condition and gave Song Sibei a warning before leaving.
"The girl is weak. Even if she is an adult, you cannot force her to undergo a living organ transplant unless she is willing. Otherwise, you are breaking the law. I have already registered and will return your visit at any time."
Song Sibei could only smile and agree.
As soon as the others left, he turned livid and cursed at Bo Hanzhou:
"If anything happens to my dad, Bo Hanzhou, what will you use to compensate him?"
"With your poor little life?"
"Can you afford the compensation?"
His voice was so loud that it woke up Jiang Ci who was sleeping.
Jiang Ci got up and got angry: "Why are you barking like a dog? If you bark again, I'll tear your mouth to pieces."
Song Sibei was stunned for a moment, not caring how she had changed, and hurriedly urged:
"Jiang Ci, you are volunteering to donate a kidney, right? My father is on the verge of death, and he is waiting for your kidney to save his life!"
Jiang Ci opened her eyes. She had heard their conversation just now.
Voluntary kidney donation?
What a joke, do you still think she is a fool?
“No.”
Song Sibei looked down at him with a bad tone: "Losing a kidney won't affect your normal life."
Jiang Ci looked at him with amusement: "Why don't you donate? Wouldn't a direct relative's kidney be better?"
Song Sibei sneered: "Can I be the same as you? Besides, I am a man. Can a man survive without a kidney?"
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