Ye Zhiwei suddenly realized that she initially thought Qin Manshu had persuaded Jiang Shichu to cooperate, and now Qin Manshu had gotten Jiang Shichu to cooperate as well. She subconsciously felt that this was all Qin Manshu's doing and forgot about the real donor.
Because Jiang Shichu was present, Miss Ye became much more attentive, serving tea and water, and looking at him hesitantly, "Mr. Jiang—"
Jiang Shichu seemed a little awkward about being called that by Ye Zhiwei, and told Ye Zhiwei, "Just call me Xiao Jiang."
"Xiao Jiang, are you also in the pharmaceutical industry?"
Perhaps because of Qin Manshu, although Jiang Shichu was shy and wouldn't speak up on his own initiative, he would generally answer Ye Zhiwei's questions politely. He nodded and said, "Yes."
"You must be quite busy most of the time."
"I do research."
Ye Zhiwei suddenly realized, "Well, I know that if the donation requires you to miss work or something else, what I mean is that if you have any financial troubles, we can provide assistance and will definitely not let you suffer any losses, Xiao Jiang."
Jiang Shichu said, "No need. Just give a symbolic amount according to the usual Red Cross rules. You don't need to make up for anything."
Qin Manshu smiled and acted as the middleman. She looked at Jiang Shichu and said, "You always refuse other people's kindness in such a rigid way. Since the Ye family has such conditions, you might as well just agree. You were worried about potential losses if you weren't there. I heard that my little cousin's fiancé is also in this industry. Maybe you can ask him to take a look at your medical research institute. Maybe he can even help you overcome a big problem."
Ye Zhiwei noticed that Qin Manshu was much more natural when she mentioned Jiang Jianian this time than before. Although Qin Manshu always gave Ye Zhiwei an unnatural feeling whenever she mentioned Jiang Jianian, Ye Zhiwei didn't pay too much attention to these strange things this time. She asked Jiang Shichu about the hospital's arrangements. Jiang Shichu had already gone to the hospital for a physical examination, and the hospital was also inquiring about Ye Qingcheng's intentions.
Perhaps due to previous treatments, Ye Qingcheng didn't urgently need a bone marrow transplant. However, since chip therapy is still in the research stage, no one can guarantee that Ye Qingcheng's physical condition will remain so good. If the diseased cells deteriorate again, it will be a race against death. Finding a suitable bone marrow donor is extremely difficult, and Ye Qingcheng was very lucky to find a match.
The atmosphere at this meal was much better than before. Originally, Ye Zhiwei had always been wary of Qin Manshu, but since Qin Manshu helped her with this matter, Ye Zhiwei would not be too cold to Qin Manshu for both reason and emotion. In fact, Ji Shuli had heard the name "Sister Manshu" no less than fifty times, and he could not forget that his little cousin kept calling Qin Manshu strange.
During this time, Ye Zhiwei also needed to get Jiang Shichu's phone number, because Tang Xin always made very traditional dishes, including many medicinal dishes. Ye Zhiwei even bought a bunch of medicinal dishes that Tang Xin had already prepared and that only needed to be steamed or boiled, and ordered them all.
Jiang Shichu:......
Ye Zhiwei chuckled, "I need to replenish my energy; good health is very important."
“I had a physical exam before, and I’m in great shape. I can donate more than enough blood.” Jiang Shichu was also amused and exasperated by Ye Zhiwei’s actions. He turned to Qin Manshu and said, “You shouldn’t have introduced me to her. Didn’t you notice how she looked at me like I was a lamb to the slaughter?”
These words carried a hint of accusation, and also a touch of: Look how much I've sacrificed for you.
Qin Manshu kept her chin propped up as she watched Ye Zhiwei's quirky and mischievous appearance. Her gaze was meaningful and inquisitive. Sometimes, when Ye Zhiwei's undisguised concern startled Jiang Shichu, it would make Qin Manshu laugh out loud.
Miss Ye also prepared a lot of blood-nourishing medicinal dishes for Jiang Shichu, and even prepared a lot of red dates.
“Shi Chu’s family makes these kinds of things. If he’s really not feeling well, he’ll know what to eat…” Qin Manshu said with a smile, “He didn’t eat much of these when he was sick before.”
Ye Zhiwei awkwardly took back a bag of red dates. "I heard that quite a lot of blood will be drawn, and I thought you, my little childhood sweetheart, should take some to nourish your body. Even if you can't finish them all at once, you can eat them for a while after the donation is over."
Jiang Shichu's smile stiffened slightly. He clearly didn't like these medicinal dishes, especially since they were all blood-tonifying dishes obviously meant for girls. "I don't like these, Miss Ye. No need for you to trouble yourself. I'm perfectly healthy..."
This was a refusal, but before the refusal was fully finished, Qin Manshu said, "It would be too ungrateful of you not to accept this little token of our cousin's kindness. Shichu, please accept it. I think it looks pretty good. These are just some medicinal dishes with added ingredients, and they are made by Tang Xin, so the taste should be quite good."
Jiang Shichu was very polite to Ye Zhiwei, and would directly refuse when he encountered something he didn't like. However, he was like an obedient little boy when he was with Qin Manshu. After Qin Manshu said that, he took the red dates that Ye Zhiwei was carrying.
That's too obedient.
Ye Zhiwei was practically clapping and cheering. Throughout the entire process, whenever Qin Manshu's expression changed slightly, or even when she smiled and instructed Jiang Shichu to do something, Jiang Shichu would obediently do it, just like a loyal guard by the Queen's side.
Indeed, she was just a guard and could only be a guard. After all, Qin Manshu still showed her affection for Ji Shuli in front of Jiang Shichu. Although Jiang Shichu had a hint of hostility towards Ji Shuli, she was always quite polite when speaking to Ji Shuli and never said anything offensive.
Watching from the side, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but imagine a heart-wrenching love story: "He loves her, she doesn't love him, but she loves him nonetheless."
The banquet finally came to an end.
Ye Zhiwei remained polite to Qin Manshu throughout the night. Qin Manshu, having enjoyed the flattering greetings from Miss Ye all evening, couldn't help but pinch Ye Zhiwei's cheek and say with a smile, "Little cousin, I didn't realize it before, but now I see how perfunctory you were with me."
"Sister Manshu, how could I dare to be perfunctory with you?"
Qin Manshu didn't do anything more to Ye Zhiwei, but smiled and extended her hand back, "I have to thank Xie Shichu this time. If it weren't for him being able to help Uncle Ye, I probably would never have seen such a cute side of our little cousin."
"What are you saying? Don't worry, Sister Manshu. If you need any help in the future, or if Xiao Jiang needs any help, you can come to me. I will definitely do my best to help you." Ye Zhiwei was indeed very grateful to Qin Manshu this time. With Qin Manshu's guarantee, Ye Qingcheng's final surgery would definitely be much safer.
Looking at Ye Zhiwei's confident expression, Qin Manshu glanced meaningfully at Ji Shuli behind Ye Zhiwei, and whispered in Ye Zhiwei's ear, "I do need to ask you for a small favor regarding your cousin's matter."
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