974: 701 The Taoist nun cos down from the mountain 974: 701 The Taoist nun cos down from the mountain “Little Jiang, how about you and Rui Rui co to Qin Island for the New Year?
Let’s all have a lively and reunion celebration.”
On the way to the airport, it wasn’t Xue Mingqin who extended the invitation but Zou Luoxia.
It’s often said that a mother-in-law grows fonder of her son-in-law with each glance.
Seems like her aunt holds the sa sentint.
In the more than half a month she spent in East Sea, her attitude towards Jiang Chen had undergone a one hundred and eighty-degree change.
You can’t bla her for her lack of firm stance.
He who takes another’s hand is short; he who eats another’s food is not in deep.
After her trip to East Sea, not only had she dined at various high-end restaurants, but she had also received gifts worth hundreds of thousands to take back ho.
Who wouldn’t succumb under such circumstances?
Regarding Zou Luoxia’s warm invitation, Jiang Chen, the driver, rely smiled, seeming unsure of how to respond.
Li Shuru, sitting in the passenger seat, took over the conversation and succinctly said, “Aunt, Ai Qian is still in the hospital.”
In the hospital, so what?
Isn’t there soone to take care of her?
Doesn’t she have family?
Of course.
Zou Luoxia didn’t blurt these thoughts out rudely; she kept them inside.
“How is the child doing now?”
Xue Mingqin asked with concern.
“Pretty good.”
Jiang Chen spoke softly, “The doctor says that her condition is gradually stabilizing.”
“That’s good.”
Xue Mingqin nodded, “Even if it’s cancer, there are many examples of recovery.
You have to tell her, the mindset is most important at this ti.
She must stay optimistic.”
“She is quite optimistic.”
Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
Arriving at the airport.
Jiang Chen parked the car and helped Li Shuru take the luggage to send the two elders into the departure hall.
“Alright, you go back.
If you have ti, co visit Qin Island.”
Xue Mingqin said with a gentle smile.
Jiang Chen nodded.
“Go on back.”
“Mom, rember to ssage when you arrive.”
“Your aunt and I aren’t kids, don’t worry.”
“Let’s go.”
Without any lingering reluctance, Li Shuru bid farewell to the two elders and left the airport with Jiang Chen.
“Let’s head back to East Sea University.”
After getting back in the car, Li Shuru said.
She had been accompanying the two elders all this ti and hadn’t been to school, even though it was near graduation in her senior year, there were still so odds and ends to handle.
Jiang Chen drove in the direction of East Sea University.
Li Shuru tilted her head, “Do you really not plan to notify her family?”
“She doesn’t want to.”
“But how long can you keep it a secret?”
Li Shuru paused, “Family is family in the end, whether it’s you or Wei Chuyin, both are outsiders.”
Jiang Chen understood her implication.
If the illness could be overco, that would be best.
But if the opposite were to happen, who could bear that responsibility?
“… Let’s wait a little longer.”
After dropping off Li Shuru at Dong University, Jiang Chen received a phone call.
It was from Cao Jinse.
“Miss Cao.”
He stopped the car by the side of the road.
“I have a piece of bad news and a piece of good news, which one do you want to hear first?”
Jiang Chen’s eyes were calm, “Tell the good news first.”
“We found a suitable donor; the matching has passed.”
Jiang Chen didn’t react with rash excitent but calmly asked, “And the bad news?”
Cao Jinse fell silent, “… The donor is a death-row inmate, with the execution scheduled for next week.”
“There’s ti.”
Jiang Chen said succinctly.
“Yes, there should be enough ti, but you might need to co to Capital City.”
Jiang Chen could understand.
Since it was a death-row inmate, there was certainly no possibility of them moving about freely.
“If you don’t mind, co over as soon as possible.”
Mind?
In such a situation, what room was there for being choosy?
But there was one issue.
“Is the prisoner willing to donate?”
An ordinary person might be swayed with money, but to a death-row inmate with no future in sight, wealth should hold no lure.
“You don’t need to worry about that; if I’m calling you, it ans there’s no issue.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chen didn’t waste words.
“Thanks.”
“I didn’t do much, it was just a matter of lifting a hand.
If you really want to thank soone, you should thank Aunt Lan.”
Lan Peizhi?
Cao Jinse ntioned her but didn’t explain further, “Alright, make preparations as soon as you can.”
Jiang Chen didn’t ask further.
After hanging up, he imdiately started the car and went to the hospital, where he coincidentally ran into Wei Chuyin coming back from the laundry room.
Wei Chuyin forced a strained smile at him, “You should co to the hospital less.
Ai Qian doesn’t want to be seen by you in this state.”
Jiang Chen understood that besides Ai Qian herself, Wei Chuyin was also enduring trendous emotional tornt.
In just half a month, her emaciation had beco clearly visible.
“We found a donor.”
Jiang Chen said.
Wei Chuyin was startled, blankly asking, “What did you say?”
“I just got a call from my friend; they’ve found a suitable bone marrow donor.”
Wei Chuyin’s expression froze.
“Really?!”
Jiang Chen nodded slightly and smiled, “Ai Qian is saved.”
It was at this mont that he finally dared to utter such words.
Even though he wasn’t short of money now, wealth wasn’t omnipotent in the face of illness.
By current dical ans, only a donor and a bone marrow transplant could offer Ai Qian a real chance of recovery.
The psychological state does have a huge impact, and the exhausted Wei Chuyin, who had been like a walking corpse, was revitalized by Jiang Chen’s few simple words as if a surge of vitality had been injected into her body, making her radiate with health and seeming to co alive from the inside out.
“Sob…”
She covered her mouth, and the heavy pressure suddenly released, causing her to weep with joy.
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