I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 973 - 700 Free_2

Chapter 973: 700 Free_2

"What did she say?"

"Nothing much, just sat with me to soak up some sun."

Ai Qian paused, then asked, "You and her, you’ve known each other for quite a while, haven’t you?"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but reminisce.

It seemed like the last New Year’s Eve party after graduation was when he first got entangled with that lady.

Wait.

Why use the word "entangled"?

"...Suppose so."

Ai Qian smiled, then somewhat inexplicably, yet meaningfully said, "Li Shuru must be pretty headache-ridden now."

Jiang Chen didn’t continue the conversation.

"I’m fine, you really don’t need to waste your time coming here. Plus, I don’t want Li Shuru to misunderstand."

Ai Qian joked, "If someone is returning my evil with good, I can’t just..."

"Alright, I’ll leave."

Jiang Chen stood up briskly, "Rest well."

Ai Qian nodded.

Without any sentimental attachment, just like any ordinary farewell, Jiang Chen turned around, left the hospital room, and closed the door behind him.

He hadn’t even gone downstairs.

His phone started ringing.

It was "Devil."

"What do you mean by this?"

Shi Qianxi spoke with an unfriendly tone.

"I thought you were a man of your word," Jiang Chen replied calmly.

"I’m a woman."

Shi Qianxi said matter-of-factly, then added, "Do you really want to watch your ex-girlfriend die in her hospital bed?"

"She’s undergoing chemotherapy, and the situation isn’t bad."

"Not bad?"

Shi Qianxi spoke unhurriedly, "Ninety percent of cancer treatments are chemotherapy. How many actually save lives? The pain from chemotherapy only hastens death."

"You should watch your language. That sort of talk could offend all hospitals and doctors."

"Don’t try that with me. Why did you have the hospital alter the bone marrow matching results?"

Jiang Chen exited the elevator, "I didn’t alter them."

"Heh."

Shi Qianxi sneered, "The hospital just notified me that the match was unsuccessful. If it wasn’t your doing, whose was it?"

Jiang Chen was indeed somewhat puzzled.

How come the other party was so astute?

But it seemed he had forgotten.

He was no slouch himself.

Even if Shi Qianxi had been "hiding her name," he had still guessed it right.

One could say that, unconsciously, they had both developed a deep understanding of each other.

"You need to understand one thing, not all identical blood types are guaranteed to match. Before, we had volunteers with Rh-negative blood test, and they weren’t suitable either," Jiang Chen explained.

Shi Qianxi ignored his explanation, her confidence seemingly pulled from nowhere, convinced Jiang was sabotaging the process.

"Are you that afraid of marrying me?"

"That’s a different issue."

Shi Qianxi uncharacteristically didn’t argue.

"Fine then, I won’t make it hard for you. A melon forcibly twisted off the vine isn’t sweet. If you’re not willing to marry me, I wouldn’t be happy even if I did marry you..."

Jiang Chen didn’t feel any relief, knowing she hadn’t finished her point.

Sure enough.

"I won’t ask you to marry me anymore. I’ll volunteer to donate bone marrow, that should be good enough, right?"

Jiang Chen, just having stepped out of Building No. 8, stopped in his tracks.

Shi Qianxi seemed to anticipate what he was about to say, "I’m not joking. I’m serious. I can donate my bone marrow to your ex-girlfriend."

Finally, she emphasized, "For free."

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment.

Just like he had told Ai Qian earlier, he had known this lady for a very long time. Of course, for others, one or two years might not seem long.

But the two of them had been through so much together.

Time isn’t just about duration. Some people might know each other for decades and remain mere acquaintances, while others might feel a deep connection after just a few conversations.

He understood her style and character well. Perhaps it was her upbringing, but regardless of her meticulousness, at least this heiress of a hundred billion empire was someone with clear goals.

She might very well engage in schemes that are hurtful but offer no self-benefit. However, when it came to sacrificing her own interests for the sake of others, she absolutely wouldn’t do it.

So her sudden change took Jiang Chen by surprise.

"Don’t worry, there’s no ulterior motive."

A sigh came through the phone from Shi Qianxi, "Your ex must have told you, I talked with her for a while. I think she’s rather pitiful."

Pitiful.

Coming from anyone else, it might not mean much.

But she was never one to have compassion.

Jiang Chen pondered with a frown.

"I’ve already said it’s for free, what are you still worried about?!"

Jiang Chen’s prolonged silence somewhat irritated Shi Qianxi, "Do you really not trust me that much?"

Anomalies indicate something eerie at play.

Jiang Chen truly didn’t believe that the other party would suddenly become so benevolent.

Take an example.

There’s more than one leukemia patient at this aerospace center hospital, not just Ai Qian, so why doesn’t she show such kindness to the others?

After much thought, Jiang Chen could only come up with one reason.

The other party might want him to owe her a great favor.

Things that don’t seem to need actual payment on the surface are often the most expensive.

Of course.

This one reason didn’t seem sufficient.

If Shi Qianxi disliked Ai Qian, she definitely wouldn’t be so noble no matter what.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but become curious about what they had actually talked about when they sat together.

"Have you become mute?"

"I’m representing Ai Qian in thanking you for your kindness, but as you already know, it’s not suitable."

"If your ex-girlfriend died, wouldn’t you feel guilty?"

Shi Qianxi no longer restrained herself.

"It’s none of your business."

"Fine, I’m not donating to you anyway, this is between her and me, and it seems to have nothing to do with you."

"If you insist on doing this, I will inform Uncle Shi and Aunt Meng."

Jiang Chen stated calmly.

"You..."

Without continuing the argument, Jiang Chen hung up the phone, put down his mobile phone, feeling vaguely heavy-hearted.

Perhaps that old saying should be used to describe the situation: Is the favor of a beautiful woman the hardest to accept?

If your ex-girlfriend died, wouldn’t you feel guilty?

The words were harsh, but they revealed the other party’s true thoughts.

Nothing to do with nobility.

Even less to do with selflessness.

It appeared that the lady had this thought solely for him.

No longer a blockhead, Jiang Chen of course understood that Shi Qianxi liked him, but he hadn’t expected that her affection for him had reached such an extent that she was willing to harm her own body for an outsider.

Of course.

Perhaps it wasn’t unexpected, just that he was unwilling to face it.

"Uncle Shi."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and resolutely dialed Shi Zhenhua’s number.

Shi Qianxi was a very opinionated person; once she decided something, it was difficult for others to influence her.

Just like how she had stealthily come to the hospital.

Although she claimed to be willing, he didn’t feel entitled to accept and couldn’t possibly accept it.

It wouldn’t be fair to anyone.

Ai Qian would definitely not agree either.

"Little Jiang, what’s up?"

Shi Zhenhua’s voice was gentle.

"Uncle Shi, one of my classmates is sick..."

Jiang Chen had just begun to speak when he was interrupted.

"Is it your ex-girlfriend?"

Jiang Chen’s words came to a halt.

Shi Zhenhua chuckled, "Qian Qian has already told me; you’re doing the right thing. As men, we must have our responsibilities and can’t be bound by the past. If it’s within our power to help a little, then why not?"

Jiang Chen wasn’t surprised by the other’s attitude; a person like Shi Zhenhua naturally had a grand vision.

"She must not have mentioned to Uncle Shi that she came to the hospital for compatibility testing, right?"

Shi Zhenhua’s laughter paused, and after a while, he asked without revealing his emotions, "What was the result?"

"The doctors say it’s a suitable match for transplantation."

Shi Zhenhua went silent.

"Uncle Shi, I’ve communicated with her, but I’m concerned she will come to the hospital on her own, keeping it from everyone, so I’m calling Uncle Shi."

Jiang Chen took the initiative to speak.

The other side understood what he meant.

"I understand, Little Jiang, don’t worry, I won’t let her be reckless."

Reckless.

The mindset of a parent was completely understandable.

"Thanks, Uncle Shi."

"What are you thanking me for? It’s Qian Qian who’s been troubling you."

Shi Zhenhua’s voice returned to being gentle, and then he added, "I hope your friend recovers soon."

The call ended.

Jiang Chen put down his mobile phone, walked down the steps of the inpatient department, and looked back.

"If your ex-girlfriend died, wouldn’t you feel guilty?"

The words echoed in his ears once more.

Yes.

What if they never found a suitable donor?

Illness is unpredictable and capricious; how long could Ai Qian wait?

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze and moved forward.