Chapter 142 Heart Transplant



The fact that Gao Yue was still alive shocked everyone who was watching.

The place where she had the racing accident was a winding mountain road. The mountain below was so high and steep. If a person was knocked down from there, was there really any possibility of survival?

Gao Jiang thought so too. After the panic, he felt that Gao Yue’s chances of survival were almost zero.

It's just that the mountain is too large and Gao Yue's body was not found at that time, or maybe she had been eaten by some unknown beast long ago. However, he heard that there were traces of wild beasts on the mountain on the other side of the winding mountain road in those two years.

After comforting himself, Gao Jiang knew that even if Gao Yue was not dead, that old man would not trust him again and hand the company over to him.

Gao Jiang thought of Jiang Ning's words about tampering with the brakes of the immortal, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. It would be too late to tamper with it now, and the immortal would be prepared.

He decided to go all out and hired someone to run over the old man with a car!

By that time, the old man will not have time to tell Gao's mother, who is still in the hospital, about his situation, so there may be a chance for a change in the will.

Thinking of this, Gao Jiang, unwilling to see all the work he had done over the years go to waste, decided to contact the person in charge.

But as soon as he walked out, he was taken away by two bodyguards ordered by General Lin before he could do anything.

Behind him, General Manager Lin sent a message to General Manager Gao to tell him about this.

I hope that Gao Yue is still alive, so that my old friend’s expectations won’t be in vain.

In the meeting hall, Jiang Qing, like other onlookers, kept wondering whether Gao Yue was really still alive.

She called the waiter over, arranged snacks and juice, and then spoke as if she was chatting.

"You may not know the person who was face to face with Gao Jiang just now. He is Gao Jiang's uncle. Gao Jiang can be so bossy outside because of his relationship with Mr. Gao."

"Mr. Gao is a pitiful man. The daughter he raised with all his heart passed away unexpectedly two years ago, and his wife is in poor health now. If the company falls into Gao Jiang's hands in a few years, neither he nor his wife will have a good life."

"It's really pitiful." Jiang Ning took a bite of meat floss and Beibei nodded in agreement.

[However, Gao Yue's matter has a lot to do with President Gao's love for Gao Jiang, which made Gao Jiang have thoughts that he shouldn't have.]

[Fortunately, this time, President Gao seemed to be suspicious of Gao Jiang because of what he said and no longer trusted him, and Gao Jiang did not have time to tamper with the brakes, so President Gao was able to return home safely and see his lost daughter.]

[Speaking of which, Gao Yue didn't know whether to say that she was unlucky or lucky. She was caused by Gao Jiang's selfishness and fell down the mountain. She was knocked out, but fortunately she was hung on a tree and was cushioned by the tree. She didn't hurt her life after falling.]

Jiang Qing guessed, if Gao Yue's life was not in danger, then that meant he had suffered other injuries?

But it’s not surprising. If he was able to survive after being knocked down from such a high place, he must be lucky and blessed by his ancestors.

Others were also wondering whether the young lady from the Gao family had become paralyzed or had become a vegetable, which was why she had to go home two years later.

Jiang Ning drank some juice and continued to watch melons while flipping through the system screen.

[Although she was not seriously injured, Gao Yue accidentally hit a rock and became a vegetable for two years. Fortunately, she met a boss who had returned from Hong Kong and happened to catch his cousin who was watching a car race at home. He sent her to the hospital in time and paid for her medical expenses for two consecutive years. Otherwise, Gao Yue would have been hard to wake up.]

The spectators who guessed that Gao Yue was a vegetable in the past two years cast a proud look at their companions. This showed a strong sense of participation.

After eating this melon, most of the people attending the charity dinner had arrived, except Yu Shasha who was left behind by Gao Jiang.

Unable to bear the gloating looks of some fake sisters, and without Gao Jiang as the person who swiped the card, she didn't want to donate her own money, so she simply pretended to chase Gao Jiang and left the charity dinner.

The banquet started with a warm opening performance, followed by putting the items brought out by the guests on display for auction, with the promise that all the money raised from the auction would be donated to charity organizations.

This way, whether you are donating items or paying for auction, you will all have face.

Jiang Qing is very familiar with this process and sometimes even makes a few complaints.

"Mrs. Wang is still as stingy as ever and doesn't want to donate money, but she has been auctioning off her son's kindergarten graffiti for three consecutive years, and the starting price is still 50,000. Isn't that too much?"

Jiang Ning looked at what was being shown to everyone on the stage. She didn't know whether it was a ball of mud or a painting of mud. She reflexively asked Gua Gua to look for a melon. And lo and behold, there really was one.

Guagua: [The person who drew this graffiti is called Wang Zhi. When he was in kindergarten, he helped a little boy with congenital heart disease to undergo a heart transplant.]

[It was also because of this operation that the Wang family jumped from an ordinary family to become executives of a small company. Later, they used part of the money to invest in their brother-in-law's business. His family became a third-rate family, and they followed suit to get some benefits. They have been living a more carefree life in recent years.]

I thought I would hear something big about Jiang Qing, but I was a little disappointed to hear only this.

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Not far away, Mrs. Wang, who was very proud of her son's talent for painting since childhood, wanted to ask a good friend's wife to auction her son's graffiti so that her child could also get a taste of this talent for painting.

But just as she started talking, she heard such a strange mechanical voice, and it mentioned her son's name and the thing they almost forgot.

Mrs. Wang looked around anxiously, trying to find the person who was playing tricks.

But she didn't notice that the people around her were looking at her.

There are wealthy ladies who are familiar with Mrs. Wang. They still remember the son of the Wang family who was a bully since childhood. So a child who deliberately splashed hot water on his classmates in kindergarten is not the kind of person who is eager to help others.

Besides, that classmate has a heart disease. If Wang Zhi really helped him, how could he still be alive and well and tease girls every day?

Jiang Ning was also puzzled by this question.

[So it was Wang Zhi who replaced the heart for that classmate? ]

Guagua: [No, it was Wang Zhi’s father who heard that a wealthy family urgently needed a heart to save his son’s life. Wang’s father, who was working in a hospital at the time, became ruthless and bought Wang Zhi a lot of snacks and candies, and asked his son to trick his classmates into coming to the hospital for a free physical examination.]

Hearing that there was a big story here, Jiang Qing straightened his back, poured Jiang Ning a cup of hot tea to help her get rid of the greasiness, and looked at her with burning eyes.

The people around them silently moved their chairs to make the signal for receiving their inner voices stronger.

Mrs. Wang faced the gazes of the rich ladies. She had no time to tear them apart. Her heart was beating wildly. She wanted to shut up that voice, but she couldn't find who made the voice. She could only wipe the sweat off her face while anxiously sending a message to her husband to tell him about it.

But strangely, she couldn't type a single word of what the mechanical voice said, and her hands seemed to be convulsing and out of control.

(End of this chapter)


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