Chapter 84: Du Mansheng: Draw my blood!

The operating room was on the eighth floor.

Yan Yueqing’s group met Qin Youran’s group at the entrance.

Song Hui crouched beside Song Xiaohua, his head hanging low. Tian Xiao’e clutched Song Xiaoye, crying uncontrollably.

Qin Youran felt both wronged and terrified. In the instant of the car accident, a million thoughts flashed through her mind. The foremost was—Oh no! The carefully cultivated image she had built up was now completely ruined!

By the time she reacted, the staff had already handled everything, leaving her no time to salvage her reputation! In her panic, she could only cry out pitifully.

After all, it was Song Xiaoyu who had broken free from her grip and run out, colliding with the car that suddenly started up… Surely it couldn’t be counted as her fault, right?

She hadn’t watched the live stream and didn’t dare imagine how harshly the comments would be criticizing her now. Instinctively, she called Xu Li, hoping she would summon Yan Yueqing.

If Song Xiaoyu didn’t survive this calamity, Qin Youran’s reputation would be utterly destroyed! Given the circumstances, she was determined to drag Yan Yueqing down with her.

Seeing them approach, Qin Youran wiped her tears and said, “Yueqing, can I borrow some money from you? Xiaoyu being hit like this is all my responsibility. The doctor just said we need to pay for the surgery, and I didn’t bring enough money… Don’t worry, I’ll definitely pay you back later!”

Yan Yueqing, clearly not wanting to deal with her, directly took out a black card and handed it to Xu Li: “Lili, please go with Brother Song to pay the fee first.”

A black card?!

Xu Li was stunned for a moment, then tremblingly accepted it: “Alright.”

Qin Youran hadn’t expected Yan Yueqing to be so straightforward. She was about to say more when Tian Xiao’e suddenly fell to her knees with a thud: “Miss Yan, thank you for being willing to cover this expense for our family.”

Du Mansheng looked at Tian Xiao’e, and for some inexplicable reason… she felt a strange sense of familiarity with the middle-aged woman before her. It was as if she had seen her somewhere before.

Song Hui also wanted to thank Yan Yueqing, but as soon as he saw Du Mansheng, his face instantly turned pale! He quickly lowered his head and urged Xu Li to hurry: “Miss Yan, I’ll go pay the fee now. Thank you for your great kindness.”

His reaction was so peculiar that even Du Mansheng furrowed her brow in thought: Why does this man also look so familiar?

Song Xiaohua sat in a chair, her sick hand trembling slightly from the cold armrest.

Although Tang Tang was still upset that Song Xiaohua had hit her before, she was inherently kind-hearted. She pursed her lips and walked over to comfort her: “Sister Xiaohua, don’t worry. Brother Yan said that Sister Xiaoyu will be okay!”

Song Xiaohua seemed not to have heard, biting her lips tightly, her whole demeanor sinking into a state of near despair.

Tian Xiao’e noticed something was wrong and approached Song Xiaohua: “Hua’er, what’s the matter? Don’t scare me!”

Song Xiaohua’s eyes were hollow, her tone filled with anguish: “Why… why did Xiaoyu get into a car accident…”

Du Mansheng witnessed this scene and was about to commend the sisterly bond when she heard Song Xiaohua lower her voice and say: “This afternoon, Grandpa Mao secretly told me that many of Xiaoyu’s indicators matched mine, and there was a high probability of success this time… Why did she have to get into a car accident at this moment?!”

As soon as Tian Xiao’e heard this, she immediately put everything else aside: “Hua, are you telling the truth? Can Xiaoyu really successfully match your type?!”

Seeing Song Xiaohua nod, Tian Xiao’e seemed to realize something and gave herself a hard slap on the face, startling everyone around.

“Oh heavens, it’s all my fault! At that time, to save money, I didn’t bring Xiaoyu to do the type matching! The bone marrow that Xiaohua had been waiting for forever was right beside us all along…” Tian Xiao’e cried pitifully, “Now that we were finally about to succeed! Xiaoyu got into a car accident! If she doesn’t make it… where are we going to find another match for you?”

Du Mansheng listened in utter disbelief!

What?!

In their hearts, was Song Xiaoyu’s only purpose for existing to be a match for Song Xiaohua?!

Du Mansheng had never met Song Xiaoyu in person, but just from seeing her on TV, she was filled with immense sympathy for the girl! Now hearing Tian Xiao’e’s heartbroken confession of the truth, an inexplicable anger surged in her chest.

“Is this how you behave as a mother? Both are your flesh and blood! How can you only think about Xiaohua without considering that the person lying in the operating room fighting for her life is also your daughter?!”

Tian Xiao’e realized she had let slip something she shouldn’t have, and quickly put on an act of being heartbroken: “How can I not care about Xiaoyu? She’s also the flesh of my flesh! Originally, with two sisters, one could save the other… Now Xiaoyu is nearly dead, and Xiaohua doesn’t have long to live either… I’m about to lose two daughters, am I not allowed to be devastated?!”

The live-stream audience was speechless.

[Does she even hear what she’s saying?]

[The doctor hasn’t pronounced Song Xiaoyu dead yet, but this mother is already imagining it herself?]

[What kind of mother is this… Shouldn’t she be praying for both children to be safe? The impression I get is that—if Song Xiaoyu dies, it’s no big deal! But if it delays Song Xiaohua’s match, that’s a great sin!]

[No need for impressions, that’s exactly what Tian Xiao’e means.]

“If you keep talking nonsense, go home!” Song Hui, who had just returned from paying the fee, was furious as soon as he saw Tian Xiao’e.

It had only been a few minutes, what trouble was she stirring up now?

“Husband, I—”

“Shut up! Take Xiaohua and Xiaoye downstairs to sit for a while, don’t stay here embarrassing us!”

When Song Hui lost his temper, he was like a fierce leopard.

Tian Xiao’e’s eyes darted around, but in the end, she couldn’t withstand Song Hui’s vicious glare and obediently took the children downstairs.

Only then did Song Hui let out a sigh of relief. After saying thank you to Yan Yueqing again, he turned his back to everyone, his posture slumped in despair.

Anyone could see that Xiaoyu’s father was feeling devastated right now, so naturally no one went to disturb him! Therefore, no one noticed the guilt and nervousness written all over Song Hui’s face.

Xiao Yi hadn’t arrived yet when the operating room door was pushed open and a nurse walked out: “Who is the patient’s family?”

Song Hui jogged over: “I am.”

“The patient’s condition isn’t good. The cerebral hemorrhage is quite severe. We’ll need to perform a craniotomy shortly. Please sign the consent form for surgery first.” After finishing, the nurse looked around at the people present with concern, “Also, there have been too many surgeries these past few days, and the hospital blood bank is running low. Who among you has type B blood? Please come with me to donate.”

Song Hui shook his head: “My wife and I are both type O.”

The nurse gave him a strange look but didn’t say anything, pausing for a moment before saying: “Direct relatives cannot donate blood.”

Song Hui secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Du Mansheng stood up: “I’m type B. Draw my blood.”

Yan Yueqing quickly interrupted: “Let’s draw mine first.”

The nurse had said that direct relatives couldn’t donate blood. If Du Mansheng and Song Xiaoyu were truly mother and daughter, there would likely be adverse reactions later.

“Yueqing—” Du Mansheng looked puzzled.

“It’s a complicated situation. I’ll explain to you later.” Yan Yueqing said firmly, “Draw mine.”