Chapter 1: Waking up from the catastrophe
Hospital, inside the ward.
Lying on the hospital bed was a beautiful girl with delicate features.
The girl closed her eyes, her face was pale and haggard, and she was probably feeling unwell, with her brows tightly furrowed.
"Mr. Fu, Miss Jiang has had her blood drawn too frequently recently. This is the body data we tested for her today, and it shows that she is severely anemic."
"Why not let her recover first and then..."
The doctor looked at the pale face on the bed, with a trace of pity in his eyes.
On the sofa next to it.
Fu Jinyan was wearing an expensive suit and gold-rimmed glasses. His facial features were deep and handsome, and his expression was indifferent.
There was no warmth or emotion in those cold eyes hidden by the glasses.
His voice was cold: "Severe anemia can lead to death?"
The doctor was stunned: "That won't happen."
"Well, then keep smoking." Fu Jinyan withdrew his hand from the armrest of the sofa, stood up, and without even looking at the girl on the bed, turned and walked out of the ward.
The doctors and nurses who stayed behind looked at each other.
The nurse's eyes showed sympathy: "Director Zhao, do you want to continue pumping?"
Director Zhao sighed, also with a sympathetic look on his face: "Go ahead, try with another hand."
The nurse nodded and was about to reach out to remove the blood draw when a cold hand held her down.
She was startled and looked down quickly, only to meet a pair of misty, dark eyes with a cold edge.
The sleeping girl suddenly woke up without knowing when.
Her eyes were indifferent and her pale face looked cold. She reached out and pulled out the blood draw tube from her arm. Under the violent operation, a large amount of blood instantly oozed out of the wound and dripped down her arm onto the white sheets.
But she seemed to see nothing and felt no pain. She picked up the phone beside the bed, got out of bed and walked out the door.
"Ms. Jiang, where are you going?" Seeing that she was about to leave the ward, the nurse hurried forward to stop her.
Jiang Ruan Ning slowly turned her head.
She licked her cracked lips, and the salty, acrid taste of blood on her tongue instantly cleared her still drowsy brain.
She tilted her head, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her lips: "Murder and arson, do you want to join us?"
The nurse's eyes widened in shock.
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After leaving the ward, Jiang Ruan Ning took the elevator directly to the 7th floor.
The 7th floor is the VIP floor, which is nearly ten times more expensive than ordinary wards.
Ward 303.
A woman's delicate voice with a sobbing tone came through the crack in the door.
"Brother Jinyan, I'm really scared. I don't want to die. I can't bear to leave you."
"Youwei, don't be afraid, you will be fine. I asked the doctor, as long as you have a stable blood supply and replace your blood every two months, your body will be no different from a normal person."
"But..." The woman seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before she spoke again, "Will Jiang Ruan Ning agree? The doctor said that long-term blood supply will seriously affect her health."
"I asked the doctor, he said I won't die."
The man's voice was very cold: "Besides, if it weren't for your special blood type, that dirty and lowly blood would not be worthy of entering your body."
"It's her honor to be able to provide blood for you."
With a "bang", the door was kicked open.
The conversation in the ward came to an abrupt halt.
Looking at the pale, expressionless girl who walked into the ward, Fu Jinli was slightly startled. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his face darkened.
Bai Youwei was held in his arms, with a panicked expression on her pretty face. She quickly reached out and pushed him away: "Ms. Jiang, Jinyan and I are not what you think, please don't misunderstand."
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