Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 374: Don’t You Want to Save Your Mother Anymore?

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Don’t You Want to Save Your Mother Anymore?

Hospital.

Li Huan walked out of the emergency room, removed his mask, and glanced at Gong Chen and Sang Li, his expression exceptionally grave.

The three of them headed to Li Huan’s office.

They talked for over an hour.

"For now, there’s no immediate danger to her life, but the liver failure caused by her autoimmune condition— the best treatment would be a liver transplant."

"Although the matching criteria for liver transplantation aren’t very strict, it’s still quite difficult to find someone with the same blood type and willing to donate part of their liver on such short notice."

Unfortunately, Sang Ran and her immediate family do not share the same blood type. Otherwise, this wouldn’t be so troublesome.

Sang Li immediately said, "No matter how much money it takes, I’m willing to pay."

Li Huan sighed helplessly, "Why don’t you first check with other relatives? That might be quicker."

"Alright."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a nurse came in to inform them that Sang Ran had been moved back to her room.

Sang Li turned and said, "My father is already downstairs. Let’s go check on Xiao Ran. You two talk."

As he left, he gave Gong Chen a meaningful glance.

Gong Chen remained silent.

Once the door closed.

Li Huan asked curiously, "What’s going on between you and Mr. Sang? Why does it feel like there’s an undercurrent between you two?"

"Nothing."

Gong Chen denied it aloud, but he was keenly aware that Sang Li had likely figured out that he had taken over the project.

So Lin Zhiyi probably knew too.

Right now, she was likely very angry, wasn’t she?

No matter.

As long as she doesn’t end up getting engaged to Sang Li.

Seeing that Gong Chen didn’t want to talk, Li Huan didn’t press further and lowered his head to organize the chaotic pile of examination reports on his desk.

The sound of papers rustling instead made the office feel excessively quiet.

Unable to tolerate the silence, Li Huan looked up and asked, "Have you dealt with the issue regarding Second Madam yet?"

"Almost."

Gong Chen responded indifferently, his gaze fixated on the screen of his phone.

The display alternated between lighting up and dimming.

Li Huan clicked his tongue twice, fully aware of who Gong Chen was waiting on a call from.

As he reached to stuff the reports into a drawer, Lin Zhiyi’s hand examination report coincidentally slipped out.

Li Huan picked it up and flipped through a few pages, letting out a surprised noise before casually commenting, "Lin Zhiyi is also AB blood type."

Gong Chen continued staring at his phone, paying it little attention.

Right then, Zhou Zhao knocked on the door and came in.

"Third Young Master, the lady wants to see you."

"Alright."

Gong Chen placed his phone back in his pocket, greeted Li Huan briefly, and left the office.

Li Huan, now seated, brewed a pot of tea to take a break, only for Zhou Zhao and Chen Jin to come walking in.

"What are you here for?"

"A lot of people from the Sang Family have arrived to discuss family matters. We shouldn’t be around, so we decided to chill here instead."

Zhou Zhao said as he snatched away the teapot and poured himself a cup.

After finishing his cup, he didn’t forget to pour one for Chen Jin as well.

Chen Jin didn’t drink the tea; he said nothing but kept staring down at his phone.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Zhao leaned closer for a peek and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, wow! Assistant Chen, who would’ve thought! You’re so sneaky, looking at pictures like this during work hours?"

On the screen was a photo of a woman, scantily dressed, standing on a beach.

She had sent over a dozen pictures in one go, showcasing her figure from almost every angle.

Li Huan’s interest perked up instantly, and he leaped from the desk in excitement.

"Chen Jin, so you like this type of woman? You’ve finally got some taste!"

Chen Jin raised his phone and said expressionlessly, "I don’t know her. She added me randomly and said she wanted to talk about something. I assumed it was work-related."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhao pointed excitedly to the screen.

The woman had withdrawn the pictures and sent a voice message.

"Sorry, I sent them by mistake. Please don’t look. I’ll return the money to you."

The next moment, she sent over a transfer.

For seventy-nine yuan.

Zhou Zhao couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore.

"I’m telling you, she’s the real green tea master!"

He even mimicked the woman’s tone, "Brother Chen, sorry, I sent them by mistake. Please don’t look..."

The imitation gave Chen Jin and Li Huan goosebumps.

"Brother Chen, why don’t you teach us how to make a woman pay you seventy-nine yuan within a minute?"

After saying that, Zhou Zhao punched Chen Jin on the chest.

Chen Jin inhaled sharply, does this guy even know how hard his punches are?

"Idiot."

Chen Jin accepted the money and immediately deleted the woman’s contact, all in one smooth motion.

Li Huan froze. "Huh? You deleted her just like that? You didn’t lose out at all; you saw the pictures and got paid!"

"Want me to send her to you?"

"No thanks, no thanks! I couldn’t handle it. Why don’t you send her to Zhou Zhao? Two flirtatious types would definitely hit it off." Li Huan pointed at Zhou Zhao.

Zhou Zhao stretched his legs and said, "I prefer women with long legs like mine."

"Crazy." Chen Jin explained, "Third Young Master mentioned someone might add me to pay back money; I guess it was her."

The trio was sipping tea when a bodyguard rushed in and whispered something into Chen Jin’s ear.

Chen Jin immediately put down his cup, his face sinking. "Something’s happened."

...

A little over ten minutes earlier.

Gong Chen entered the hospital room, where many members of the Sang Family were already present.

When they saw him, they nodded respectfully.

"Third Young Master."

Gong Chen gave a slight nod and walked to the bedside.

Sang Ran had just woken up, her pale face tinged with a faint yellow hue.

She reached out and grasped Gong Chen’s hand, smiling faintly. "I’m sorry for worrying you."

"Don’t overthink. Focus on recovering."

Gong Chen’s tone was calm, his emotions practically nonexistent.

Sang Ran’s lips quivered slightly as she tightened her grip on his hand.

With a weak plea, she said, "Stay with me, will you?"

"Alright."

Gong Chen sat by the bedside.

Mr. Sang, seeing his daughter in such a state, was both anxious and heartbroken. He turned to the other family members.

"None of you have AB blood type?"

"We want to help Xiao Ran too, but we really aren’t AB blood type."

One by one, they denied it. Whether they were being truthful was something only they knew.

While the liver has regenerative abilities, the idea of donating an organ made people instinctively selfish.

Sang Li frowned and said, "I’ll keep searching for someone. No matter what demands they make, I’ll meet them."

Sang Ran suddenly smiled and tried to comfort them all. "Dad, Brother, don’t worry so much. Just now, Grandpa messaged me and said he’d arrange everything."

As soon as Old Mr. Gong was mentioned, both Gong Chen and Sang Li exchanged uneasy glances.

A few seconds later, Gong Chen suddenly stood up.

"What blood type did you say?"

"AB," Sang Li replied.

Before his voice had fully faded, Gong Chen was already rushing out the door.

...

Lin Zhiyi stepped out of the villa. It was nearing evening, and the weather was unkind as it began to rain.

Quickly, she made her way to a pavilion by the roadside outside the community to shelter from the rain while calling for a car.

After three attempts, a car finally accepted her request.

Two minutes later, she noticed headlights flashing nearby. Was it already here?

Lin Zhiyi was puzzled and alarmed when she saw the approaching car’s brand. Her chest tightened subconsciously.

It was Old Mr. Gong’s car.

The car stopped in front of her, and as the window rolled down, the wind and rain intensified, carrying an icy edge that seemed to sweep everything away.

Under the streetlight, the person seated in the car exuded a commanding and severe presence, casting a brief glance her way.

With just that one look, Lin Zhiyi felt an inexplicable suffocation.

Realizing the visitor’s hostility, she took a few steps back, intending to leave.

But just as she turned, the old man’s frigid voice echoed slowly.

"Lin Zhiyi, don’t you want to save your mother?"