Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1322 - 1300: Exchanging for His Beloved Wife’s Health

Chapter 1322: Chapter 1300: Exchanging for His Beloved Wife’s Health

The door behind her loosened and opened. Someone caught Lan Yurou’s arm from behind, lifted her up, and pushed her towards the nurse.

Lan Yurou, panting, recognized Ya Chen and widened her eyes: "Chen, what exactly is going on, what’s this all about? Why did you bring me to the hospital?"

The man in front of her, with an incomparably handsome face, was now covered with an unprecedented gloom, approaching step by step:

"Haven’t you always wanted to ask me why I have kept you these past two years? Today is the answer."

Lan Yurou’s heart turned cold, something connected in her scattered thoughts.

Over the years, even though Ya Chen kept a distance from her, he had always prioritized her health and safety.

Chu Xinyue was in poor health...

Chu Xinyue was undergoing surgery today...

That night she was called to the hospital, it wasn’t for any vaccine antibodies, but due to anemia after a blood transfusion.

Her blood...

So, Ya Chen approached her, kept her, took care of her meticulously, just to use her as a blood bank for Chu Xinyue in the surgery one day?

Indeed, her blood type was somewhat special, but she never expected it to match Chu Xinyue’s, nor did she expect to be picked by Ya Chen to serve as a backup blood source for his wife!

From start to finish, her relationship with Ya Chen was just a transaction.

He was spending money to buy her life, to trade for his beloved wife’s health.

Why!

Why didn’t she see that this man had been completely fixated on his beloved wife? Even to the point of being obsessed, stopping at nothing for his wife’s life?!

"Do you know what you’re doing? If people find out about this, you won’t get away with it! Let me leave... this child isn’t from your Ya Family, you’re right, I framed you, just let me go..." She didn’t want to donate blood to Chu Xinyue, and struggled in panic.

Although she didn’t understand medicine, she knew that excessive blood loss could lead to death.

No, she didn’t want—

The nurse didn’t expect her to be so frantic, and missed grabbing her as she ran towards the door!

Ya Chen felt a burst of heat brush past him, his expression sharpened as he grabbed Lan Yurou’s hair and lifted her up.

Lan Yurou screamed in fear: "No, I don’t want to be her blood bank! Let me go, I won’t cling to you anymore, alright—"

"These past two years, the wealth and status I’ve given you are more than enough to buy your blood." The man’s voice was low and cold.

Back at the banquet, Lan Yurou, after knowing his identity, proactively approached him, even secretly slipping him a note.

On it was her address, phone number.

He didn’t think much of it at first. After the banquet, he inadvertently learned of this young starlet’s rare blood type, the same as Chu Xinyue’s.

He hesitated then on whether or not to take this step.

However, when Lan Yurou brazenly approached him again, he made up his mind.

If it wasn’t for Lan Yurou’s persistent clinging, he might not have considered using her as a blood bank.

In some sense, she brought this upon herself.

In these two years, what she received from him was something she couldn’t have achieved in ten lifetimes.

He didn’t feel he owed her anything.

Dr. Han quietly watched Lan Yurou’s twisted, regretful face. Although Ya Chen’s methods were extreme, he couldn’t muster sympathy for her.

If she had some sense of shame and hadn’t seduced a married man, hadn’t comfortably accepted the care of someone else’s husband, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.

No windfall is free; with all the benefits she reaped these last two years, to think she can just walk away at the end? Is it so easy?

As an insignificant small-time entertainer with no family or background, she once was a throwaway role in the entertainment industry, now a national sensation, enjoying wealth and fame, even daring to point fingers at the rightful wife... did she ever think why she was worth this?

Ya Chen isn’t a philanthropist.

In the end, in life you must pay for what you’ve gained, there’s no such easy job as being a third party.

Receiving so much, she should’ve expected to give back an equal amount.

Dr. Han, seeing it was getting late, walked over and injected the already prepared sedative into the hysterical Lan Yurou’s waist.

Lan Yurou’s voice grew weak, but with the last strength before anesthesia, she continued to stare at this man she hoped could elevate her from a sparrow to a phoenix, filled with deep regret and fear, and a final sliver of pleading.

"Rest assured. No matter what happens to you later, someone will always take care of your daily life."

Ya Chen’s voice was cold and indifferent. He’s a man clear about accounts; others can’t take advantage of him, nor would he shortchange others.

Lan Yurou’s body went limp.

The nurse hurried forward, supporting her onto the recliner.

**

The lengthy and tense heart transplant surgery lasted for over ten hours.

Longer than Dr. Han initially expected.

Nurses came and went with blood bags, from the operating room.

During this time, Chu Xinyue experienced several crises with sudden blood pressure drops and localized bleeding.

Occasionally, there were emergency expert consultations, yet each time she pulled through.

...

After the surgery, it was the rejection phase and recovery period.

Like a series of hard-fought battles, Chu Xinyue tenaciously survived them.

By the time her body improved, able to get out of bed, the seasons outside had changed.

Even Chu Xinyue didn’t believe she could survive the surgery.

Being taken to the operating table, she basically regarded herself as a hunk of dead meat, feeling no fear.

Even if the surgery wasn’t successful, she wouldn’t regret it, thinking she’d finally meet the baby.

After anesthesia, during the surgery, she even had a long dream. Dreamt of holding a small, rosy-cheeked baby, lulling it to sleep.

The baby was pink and cute, but she couldn’t make out its face.

...

Back in China, on the day his daughter underwent surgery, Chu Yanhan kept calling to check on the situation, and upon knowing the surgery was successful, a heavy heartstone was lifted.

Once Xia Tingxuan’s postpartum condition stabilized, he rushed to Nanga to visit Chu Xinyue.

At that time, Chu Xinyue hadn’t yet left the ICU, and Chu Yanhan learned from Dr. Han that his daughter’s condition was stable for now, and once out of ICU she should recover slowly. He was completely relieved.

After years of waiting, the frail second daughter had successfully undergone surgery, no longer needing daily medications, able to do many things she’d wanted, how could Chu Yanhan not be delighted? Dr. Han, knowing he had a wife and work to tend to in China, advised him to return, promising to inform him if anything happened regarding Chu Xinyue.

After spending a few days in the hospital visiting his daughter, Chu Yanhan returned home reassured.

Unknowingly, the crucial rejection phase post-surgery had passed.