The news of Lu Wanwan’s failed donor match was quickly spread by the dia, reversing the public opinion from a few days ago.
She let go of the company’s matters, with only a few issues remaining.
Lu Kexin is at stage four kidney failure, which is the sa uremia her grandmother had. Is this true or just a coincidence?
Initially, it seed like a huge blow to the charitable foundation she set up, but now that the problem is resolved, Lu Kexin is still sick?
Since her father has other potential illegitimate children, has he had anyone else tested for compatibility? Will Lu Kexin find a kidney donor?
A week had passed, and she had visited Mu Xing several tis, but she still hadn’t woken up.
The longer the ti, the worse the situation beca.
"I don’t care what other thods you have, use them on her imdiately."
Song Ning was silent for a mont, seeing Bai Lingyun’s persistence, "There’s nothing we can do now except wait."
It had been a week, and his patience and confidence were nearly exhausted.
Song Ning watched him beco increasingly anxious.
Even though Bai Lingyun never ntioned any worst-case scenarios, the fact that she hadn’t woken up added to the heavy psychological burden with each passing day.
"She can’t stay asleep like this forever, right?" Bai Lingyun stood by the bed, head down, "How is this any different from a vegetative state? It was just a mont of ti; why didn’t I fasten her seatbelt back then..."
Song Ning had known Bai Lingyun for quite so ti, since she was engaged to Bai Youchen in the past, back when Bai Lingyun was still an immature child who followed his whims.
She had long told Bai Youchen that Bai Lingyun, with his frivolous attitude, didn’t seem to understand responsibility.
You Chen said it was because he had never experienced any setbacks or hardships.
"Take a break." Song Ning patted him on the shoulder, "It was an ergency; no one knew this would happen."
"You go out." He said coldly, sitting back down.
Soon, he was the only one left in the ward, occasionally daydreaming, occasionally looking at his phone, yet finding nothing worth seeing.
He looked more often at the pale face on the hospital bed, so quiet it seed as if ti had stopped on her.
"Hey, are you going to wake up or not?" He leaned against the wall, speaking weakly, "Don’t you know I still have to film? This ti, I’ve disfigured myself because of you, and the Director will fire when I return. Can you take responsibility for that? The penalty for breach of contract is very high!"
Bai Lingyun’s mouth curled into a mocking smile as he looked at the ceiling.
Sotis he felt teasing her was amusing; when he didn’t see her, the days just passed by.
He always knew about her job’s danger, but never thought a day like this would co.
Unexpectedly, he had already been sitting here for a week.
But as Mu Bei said, no matter how anxious he felt, for so reason, he believed she would wake up.
When she opened her eyes and saw him sitting here, he wondered what her expression would be.
He imagined that shocked little face, perhaps with her mouth agape.
Bai Lingyun planned to get up to pour a glass of water.
"Pain..."
A very faint voice ca through.
So faint that he thought it was an auditory hallucination.
"Mu Xing?" He turned his head, his expression extrely intense, quickly returning to the bedside, "Mu Xing, are you waking up?"
Mu Xing’s lips moved slightly, and slowly, she struggled to open her eyes.
Bai Lingyun’s voice trembled slightly, "Mu Xing?"
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