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Chapter 975 - 701 Taoist Nun Descends the Mountain_2

Chapter 975: 701 Taoist Nun Descends the Mountain_2

"This is good news; you should be happy. Why are you crying?"

Jiang Chen said, comforting her with a smile.

Wei Chuyin’s tears kept falling, her emotions uncontrollable. Those who have never experienced it firsthand could never understand her feelings.

She covered her mouth with one hand and waved the other, indicating to Jiang Chen to leave her alone and head to the hospital room.

Jiang Chen also understood that she probably needed some time alone to release her emotions, so he headed to the hospital room by himself.

He opened the door.

Ai Qian was staring out the window, lost in thought.

"Seeing me like this, you must be very happy."

She joked.

She seemed to recognize who was entering just by the sound of his footsteps.

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?"

Jiang Chen repeated her exact words, passing on the message.

Ai Qian turned her head.

"The bad news."

Jiang Chen, choosing differently, said calmly, "There’s a death row inmate who will be executed next week."

Ai Qian did not show confusion at his seemingly nonsensical words and asked, "And the good news?"

"The good news is that this death row inmate has passed the compatibility test with you, and he can undergo a bone marrow transplant with you."

Ai Qian went quiet.

"Don’t cry now; there’s already someone crying messily outside."

Jiang Chen said, his mouth curving upward.

As the one tormented by disease, Ai Qian certainly understood what her greatest hope for survival was.

"Does this mean I don’t have to continue chemotherapy?"

"That you’d have to ask the doctor. But you should probably start the procedure for transferring hospitals now. Unless you mind that the person donating bone marrow to you is a death row inmate."

Ai Qian didn’t cry but smiled instead, and to tell the truth, paired with her current appearance, it wasn’t exactly good-looking.

"Where to?"

"Capital City. Since the execution is next week, we need to hurry."

Jiang Chen said, light-heartedly.

Ai Qian didn’t speak, just kept smiling at him.

Jiang Chen looked calm.

"You probably don’t have much to pack, right?"

After a pause,

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"All those hospital procedures, I signed for them, and I’ve been worried about how to explain to your family if anything unexpected happened. Now I don’t have to worry anymore."

After saying this, he turned around. "I’m going to find the doctor."

He had just turned around and taken a few steps when a tear dropped from the smiling, quiet Ai Qian’s eye.

When he came out of the hospital building, night had already fallen.

The transfer matter had been communicated with the hospital, and contact had been made with the hospital in Capital City.

There would be medical staff specifically responsible for transferring Ai Qian to Capital City to hand her over.

Jiang Chen looked up at the starry sky.

It is said that even the heavens grow old with emotion.

Yet, he had found, heaven still held a merciful side.

Jiang Chen, whose fate was tragic yet never blamed others, exhaled easily and walked toward the parking lot, about to open his car door when his phone suddenly rang.

The caller was an unexpected individual.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have time?"

Jiang Chen was succinct, replying with one word.

"Yes."

"Good, then please come to the Bund."

Jiang Chen furrowed his brows.

"Colonel Wang, in East Sea?"

Colonel.

Yes.

The person calling him was Colonel Wang Heting, whom he had met previously at Lan Peizhi’s hometown in Jincheng City and had never seen since. The only contact had been when Lan Peizhi had a situation in Goryeo and Jiang Chen had made a phone call to him.

"Yes, please hurry, I might have to leave soon."

This phone call was unexpected, and Wang Heting’s words were baffling.

But Jiang Chen didn’t ask further, responding promptly and clearly, "Okay, I’m coming now."

The Bund.

As always bustling with people.

But in the dense crowd, a man and a woman stood out conspicuously.

The man had sharp eyebrows and impressive features, dressed in a casual jacket, robust and handsome, exuding both charm and toughness—surpassing those so-called male models by miles just in appearance.

And most eye-catching was the woman by his side.

Her black hair, smooth as satin, cascaded down close to her waist, her face flawless and radiant, even without a hint of makeup—an appearance that could spark envy in any woman.

Beautiful women were not scarce on the Bund, but passerby still cast amazed looks at her.

What was key.

She was, surprisingly, wearing a blue Daoist robe.

Yes.

She wore a Daoist robe!

And on her back, she even carried a long sword!

In an open, modernized city like East Sea, encountering someone who loved Cosplay was not strange, but this kind of outfit was indeed unprecedented.

Although her attire was strange, it did not detract from the "Taoist nun’s" beauty. In fact, her unique attire even highlighted an ethereal charm.

A beauty that brings nations to their knees!

A descriptor that was supposed to exist only in dictionaries, but tonight, many at the Bund seemed to see its true representation.

"I have asked someone to come pick you up, Jiang Chen. You should have met him; he will take you to Sister Lan."

The man said calmly, oblivious to the envious gazes around him.

The strikingly beautiful Taoist nun did not speak.

The man with sharp eyebrows sighed softly, "Liu Li, this really hurts me. I’m about to leave; don’t you feel a bit reluctant?"

Finally, the Taoist nun who had become a unique sight at the Bund tonight responded.

"Where are you going?"

"..."

The man, so attractive to women, gave a bitter smile. "It’s not that I don’t want to say, but we have rules."