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Chapter 781 - 781 767 Youre Lucky (2)_1

Chapter 781: 767, You’re Lucky (2)_1 Chapter 781: 767, You’re Lucky (2)_1 “Ayan, you…”

Why didn’t he dodge?

A twitch at the corner of his mouth made Shen Yan frown slightly.

He raised his hand, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Shen Hua, “Have you had enough? Or do you want to hit me a couple more times to vent your anger?”

Hearing this, Shen Hua, who initially felt slightly guilty, lost his guilt in an instant.

“Shen Yan, if you dare to ruin everything I have, I will destroy everything you care about. We can settle things in hell.”

Just as Shen Yan was about to respond, a sudden sharp pain spread from his heart.

His face instantly turned pale, his back arched slightly, he clutched his chest with one hand, and his breathing became labored.

Chancing a glance at his suffering face, Shen Hua momentarily forgot all about his anger as he bent down to support him. “Ayan, what’s wrong?”

“I…”

Shen Yan’s face grew pale as he slumped to one side.

“Ayan!”

Shen Hua quickly caught him. Seeing Shen Yan’s eyes tightly shut and his weak breathing, Shen Hua’s face turned tension-stricken.

He turned his head and yelled out the door, “Ada, call Dr. Kesen quickly.”

At the door, a shadow moved.

Shen Hua lifted Shen Yan and placed him on the bed.

Soon Ada and A’er arrived with Dr. Kesen in a hurry.

“Young master!”

Noticing Shen Hua, Dr. Kesen called out nervously.

“Don’t dawdle, Ayan fainted all of a sudden, quickly check on him.” Shen Hua said.

“Yes.”

Dr. Kesen quickly walked to the bedside, looking at the unconscious Shen Yan, and contemplated the words A’er had shared with him recently.

To the side, A’er was watching Dr. Kesen check on Shen Yan, worry seeping into his gaze.

“How is it?” Seeing Dr. Kesen retract his hand, Shen Hua hastily asked.

“Young master, Ayan’s condition has deteriorated and we must perform surgery immediately.” Dr. Kesen gathered his nerves before uttering those words.

Shen Hua frowned, “Can’t we use some drugs to alleviate the problem temporarily?”

Dr. Kesen shook his head, “Ayan’s condition cannot suffer any delay. Medication won’t help him anymore, we have to operate.”

Hearing these words, Shen Hua gazed at Shen Yan and found his pale features driving a sinking feeling into his heart.

Without Jian Qing’s heart, the risk of surgery won’t decrease.

“Young master, we shouldn’t delay this any further. You must make a quick decision. If we delay further, even if we find a heart, the success rate of Ayan’s surgery will decrease,” Dr. Kesen added fuel to the fire.

After deliberating for a while, Shen Hua made a decision.

“A’er, where is the person who can share a heart with Ayan?”

“He’s on the island,” A’er answered.

“Bring him out.”

“Yes.”

With that, A’er quickly left, and Shen Hua looked at Dr. Kesen, “After the surgery, will Ayan be completely cured?”

“Ayan’s heart disease is congenital, even a heart transplant cannot guarantee a full recovery,” Dr. Kesen replied conservatively.

Shen Hua frowned even more, “I understand, prepare for the surgery.”

“Yes.”

Dr. Kesen nodded and was about to go out when Shen Hua stopped him.

“If Ayan’s body rejects the new heart after the transplant, what will happen?”

Considering his words carefully, Dr. Kesen replied, “That possibility is very small. I, along with other doctors, have researched this matter. The chances of Ayan rejecting a new heart after surgery is very small, so at least we can ensure a few safe years for him.”

“And what should we do after a few years?” Shen Hua asked.

“At that time, we can only find a more suitable heart to replace it,” Dr. Kesen said. “However, after this surgery, Ayan can’t go through another one within the next two years, as his body can’t bear it.”

Shen Hua waved his hand, and Dr. Kesen stepped out to prepare for the surgery.

“Young master, should we continue to take action against Jian Qing?” Ada stepped forward, glanced at Shen Yan, and asked.

Shen Hua rubbed his brows lightly, “Besides messing things up for JK International, halt everything else.”

Jian Qing, you got lucky this time.

Ada, “Yes.”

– – Divider Line – –

Beijing

Shijin Haoting

The living room was brightly lit.

“Sister, the timing of Song Xirou’s appearance is too strange.” Jian Luo sat next to Black Jack, propping up her chin with one hand, deep in thought.

According to Shen Hao, it was just too much of a coincidence that Song Xirou happened to crash into Quan Jingwu’s car at the time Jian Qing was abducted.

It was so coincidental that it was filled with flaws.

“Not strange, it’s totally deliberate.” Bai Jue casually said, his legs crossed.

Jian Qing’s gaze shifted, and a dark light swirled in her eyes.

“Whether it’s a coincidence or planned, I won’t let her off this time.”

She’d better not be involved with the ones who kidnapped her, otherwise she will have to pay the price, herself or the entire Song Family.

The trio stayed silent, foreseeing Song Xirou’s fate.

“It’s getting late, Jian Qing, you should rest too, we’ll take our leave now.” Bai Jue stood up and said.

Although Bai Jue’s trio also lived in Shijin Haoting, they resided in the same building as Jian Qing.

Jian Luo put on her coat, “Sister, call us if you need anything. We’ll come over tomorrow.”

“Hmm.” Jian Qing nodded.

After sending off the trio, Jian Qing went upstairs.

The wall lamp exuded a soft glow, lighting up the corridor.

Arriving at the bedroom door, she paused.

She looked up at her bedroom, with a glimmer of hope stirring in her heart, anticipating seeing the man in the bed awakened.

She stepped into the room, her gaze sweeping the living room before resting on the large bed.

Under the light, the man’s eyes were tightly closed, and the faint sound of breathing reminded her that he was still unconscious.

Seeing the man’s enchanting face reflected in her eyes, Jian Qing reached out to touch his face, caressing inch by inch.

“Xiaojing, when are you going to wake up, hmm?”

Calling her a lazy bug, yet being the one sleeping nonstop.

Suddenly, a familiar fetal movement came from her belly.

Her gaze softened, and she guided his big hand to her belly, “Xiaojing, the baby is protesting, if you don’t wake up, your son will get angry.”

In the soft and tender voice, the man showed no signs of awakening.

She sighed lightly, grabbed the remote to turn off the light, and then lay down beside him.

“Good night, my Xiaojing.”

Holding his hand, their fingers interlocked, feeling each other’s warmth.

In the dim light, the woman’s eyes were slightly moist.

…

The video of Jian Qing rebuking the reporters at the hospital went viral online, and by the same day, several newspapers reported that they had been acquired by JK International.

Savvy people noticed that the acquired newspapers were all represented by reporters who had asked questions in front of Jian Qing. What was even more astonishing was that all the news about Quan Jingwu’s hit-and-run appeared to be suppressed by nightfall, and even the CCTV footage had disappeared from the internet.