"Tian, you have the right to know what happened back then!"
Wu Yue’s mother, Huang Li, raised her head.
"What!"
Yang Tian was taken aback.
His eyes carried a trace of urgent anticipation, eager to know what exactly happened back then.
Why did Deng Xiaolan and Huang Zhengyuan deceive his mother? Huang Li and his mother should be sisters, did Huang Li know about what happened back then?
All of this filled Yang Tian with anticipation.
"Back then, before your mother ca to East Sea for college registration, my parents specifically sought her out and deceived her into trusting them.
Because her bone marrow matched my red blood cells, she could save .
We had contacted her previously, but she refused to help .
At first, I thought she lacked compassion and love, but later I found out she suffered from congenital heart disease.
So she couldn’t help , but my parents deceived her to save .
"
Hearing this, Yang Tian stood there frozen, clenching his fists tightly.
So, Huang Zhengyuan and Deng Xiaolan deceived his mother, Chu Bingyun, to find the most suitable bone marrow for Huang Li?
"Because I had leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant, my family couldn’t help . Based on the hospital’s data, we found Bingyun.
At the ti, Bingyun refused because she was already seriously ill, you should have known that, right?"
Huang Li looked at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian nodded; his mother died of congenital heart disease, the orphanage director had told him.
"Bingyun didn’t agree to help us at the ti, so we deceived her.
After gaining her trust, we used a private doctor to obtain the bone marrow I needed from her.
My leukemia was thus cured, but Bingyun’s condition worsened because of this!
A year later, she passed away...
All of this was because of us. If we hadn’t deceived her, she might not have left so soon.
Bingyun, I’m sorry..."
Huang Li cried.
Yang Tian’s mind was buzzing, his face pale and bloodless.
His mother died in November 1994, and the letter she wrote to Huang Zhengyuan was in May 1994; it was likely Huang Li’s family’s actions hastened his mother’s departure from the world.
A surge of grief arose, and Yang Tian clenched his fists tightly.
"Tian, if you bla , just shout it out. We really let down your mother back then..."
Tears had already blurred Huang Li’s eyes.
Bang!
Yang Tian punched the table heavily, shattering it.
"Rogue, what are you doing!"
Upon hearing the noise, Wu Yue quickly rushed over. Seeing Yang Tian’s bloodshot eyes, she panicked.
Soon, Wu Yue understood the situation.
She quickly said to Yang Tian, "Yang Tian, your mother’s death back then was likely because after giving birth to you, her body was too weak to hold on!"
When Yang Tian heard this, he felt an icy chill.
Wu Yue was right; his mother’s death back then was likely due to being too weak to endure.
On one hand, it was Huang Li and others deceiving his mother for her bone marrow; on the other hand, perhaps it was giving birth to Yang Tian.
"You’re right, my mother’s death back then was complicated..."
Yang Tian sighed, dragging his heavy steps out of the villa.
During this ti, Wu Yue kept calling, but Yang Tian didn’t answer. He wandered aimlessly on the street.
Once his mood improved a bit, he realized he had returned to Guo Jing’s high-end villa at Tianhe Liangshan First-class.
"Forget it!"
Yang Tian shook his head, dispelling all his troubled thoughts.
The events of that year had already passed.
People need to look forward!
Yang Tian sat on the sofa in the villa’s living room, holding a glass of red wine, slowly savoring it, driving thoughts of his mother from his mind.
The villa was very quiet inside.
He didn’t know how long had passed when the roar of a car engine sounded, and then a woman ca in from outside.
It was Guo Jing and Lan Tingting.
"Yang, you’re back..."
Seeing Yang Tian, Lan Tingting laughed happily and ran over.
Lan Tingting had changed her style, becoming pure and cute, with straight bangs, a fair face, no rouge, and no heavy makeup. She looked like an innocent and lovely school beauty.
"Tingting, you’re beautiful!"
Yang Tian sincerely praised.
"You’re so annoying..."
Lan Tingting’s face turned pink; she stomped the floor lightly and ran back to her room.
"You shaless wolf, where did you go today?"
Guo Jing looked at Yang Tian with suspicion.
"I didn’t go anywhere, just went out for a walk."
Yang Tian stretched lazily, then lay down on the sofa.
"Liu Shi has been looking for us these past few days; sothing might have happened on her end. Get ready now, we’re going to find her!"
Without giving Yang Tian any ti to rest, Guo Jing called him to go out.
"Is there sothing going on with President Liu?"
In the car, Yang Tian munched on a bun he’d just bought from a street bakery and asked curiously.
"Perhaps it’s related to the Night Hero!"
Guo Jing said.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Tian’s lethargy vanished, and he beca tense.
"Why are you so nervous? It’s not your business if she wants to find the Night Hero, is it?"
Guo Jing rolled her eyes.
"Hmm..."
Yang Tian nodded, finding the bun in his hand a bit tough, and infused it with Spiritual Breath.
Soon, the bun beca fragrant and crispy.
"You shaless wolf, what are you eating? It slls so good?"
Guo Jing asked in surprise.
"Just so buns I bought from a bakery. What? You want so?"
Yang Tian asked with a smile.
"You drive! To Tianhe Bridge!"
"Tianhe Bridge?"
Yang Tian was startled; wasn’t Tianhe Bridge the place where he once flew to save Liu Shi?
Could Liu Shi be there?
Yang Tian swapped places with Guo Jing, driving toward Tianhe Bridge.
All the way, Yang Tian was lost in thought, and when he ca to, he noticed Guo Jing eating his buns beside him.
There were five big buns, yet Guo Jing had eaten them all.
These buns, enhanced by Spiritual Breath, were extrely flavorful and delicious.
"Miss Guo, what are you doing? You ate all my buns!"
Yang Tian shouted.
"Hehe..."
Guo Jing looked extrely embarrassed but said matter-of-factly, "These buns were too delicious, I couldn’t help myself. How about I compensate you?"
"Compensate imdiately! I don’t need money, I just need buns!"
Yang Tian urged.
This was outrageous; the buns he enhanced with Spiritual Breath were all eaten by Guo Jing.
"But where can I find buns for you now?"
Guo Jing made a helpless expression.
Yang Tian glanced at Guo Jing’s chest, encased in a flesh-colored inner garnt and gray jacket, swallowed hard, and said, "Aren’t there a pair of big buns on your chest? These big buns could last a year!"
Guo Jing looked down at her chest, realizing it suddenly: "You shaless wolf!!!"
"You said you’d compensate , didn’t you?"
"......"
They arrived at Tianhe Bridge half an hour later.
Yang Tian and Guo Jing got out of the car, walked to the cliffside, and found a lit scene there.
Under the light was a Divine Platform.
On top were a Peach Wood Sword, Black Ink, sandpaper, offerings, and a few large red candles burning.
"What’s this about? Why did Shishi call us here? Where is she?"
Guo Jing walked around.
Yang Tian approached the Divine Platform, and for so reason, the jade in his pocket emitted a scorching light.
"What’s going on?"
Yang Tian reached out and touched the Divine Wooden Fish, and the jade in his pocket cald down.
As soon as he let go, the Illusion Jade heated up again.
Yang Tian was puzzled and wanted to investigate further.
But just then, a crisp voice rang out: "Jingjing, you guys ca? So, last ti I ntioned that the Night Hero saved , right? Today I invited East Sea City’s most famous mage to help find this Night Hero..."
Yang Tian was stunned, extrely surprised: Is this Divine Platform set up here to use magic to find the Night Hero?
"Master Ling, this way please..."
A wizened, red-robed elder with an immortal aura walked over. Seeing Yang Tian touching his Divine Wooden Fish, his expression darkened: "Who are you? What are you doing touching my stuff? Irrelevant people, step aside!"
(PS: I’m back, sorry for not writing these past few days. From now on, I’ll try to update more daily! If you like this style of novel, please reward, bookmark, and vote! I really need your support!)
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