Chapter 467: Use My Blood
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Chengzhou let out a soft chuckle. “So, you’re sure? You would choose not to save him, even if there’s a chance he could survive?”
“Yes,” Mrs. Rong Sr. nodded resolutely. “Can we go in to see him now?”
At this moment, Mrs. Rong Sr.’s thoughts were occupied. ‘I must get my hands on the assets. As for Feiyu, she was still young and could marry into a good family—there was no need to risk her future by donating blood. My son? If he couldn’t be saved, then so be it.’
Mrs. Rong Sr. thought she was making a grand sacrifice for the good of the Rong family. What she didn’t realize was that inside the emergency room, Rong Tianshi had heard every word she’d spoken. He had heard his mother and his most beloved daughter decide to forsake him. Disappointment clouded his eyes as the corners of his mouth twisted into a weak, mocking smile.
At that moment, Rong Tianshi found himself reflecting on his life and deeming it a failure. The woman he had loved the most had left him for another man. His respected mother had personally voiced her willingness to let him die. His darling little daughter also had no inclination to save him. Even his current wife, whom he had treated with nothing but kindness, had birthed another man’s child.
A bitter laugh escaped Rong Tianshi. As he lay on the operating table, staring at the sterile ceiling, tears welled in his eyes. He felt as though something was missing, and then it came to him. His eldest daughter—the one he had abandoned in the countryside, the one he couldn’t bring himself to look at when she returned.
‘What is she doing now?’
‘Did she know that I’m dying?’
‘Would she come to save me?’
Rong Tianshi chuckled ruefully, his heart sinking further. After all, he and Rong Qi had never gotten along. There had always been a wall between them, built with cold words and defiance. Suddenly, he found himself longing to hear her voice, just one more time.
Struggling on the operating table, Rong Tianshi gestured feebly at his phone beside him. He yearned for the nurse to understand his silent plea. But she didn’t. The phone screen was still lit up with a call from Lu Chengzhou.
The nurse said, “Dr. Lu instructed us to let you see people’s true colors in your moment of crisis. To show you who you’ve been coddling all these years— people with ulterior motives.”
Through the phone, Rong Tianshi heard his mother crying, apparently on another call—obviously with Wang Qing. Wang Qing was the only person his mother would consult when troubled. His mother’s conversations with Wang Qing were filled with notions of forsaking him, of needing his passwords, of wanting to see him one last time.
At that moment, Rong Tianshi lost all hope and dropped his hand. He had lost. After struggling his entire life, climbing up the corporate ladder, he had been defeated by those closest to him. He had to admit that Lu Chengzhou’s move was vicious. Making him die with so much regret.
‘Is this all a revenge plot for Rong Qi?’ Rong Tianshi thought.
With a resigned chuckle, Rong Tianshi closed his eyes in despair and defeat. However, just as he had accepted his fate, he suddenly heard a cold, clear voice coming from his phone.
“Use my blood. I’m also type A.”
‘It’s Rong Qi! It’s her voice!’
In an instant, Rong Tian Shi’s eyes flew open.
Outside the door, Lu Chengzhou, who had been leaning casually against the doorframe, suddenly became unsettled. He switched off his phone and looked at her disapprovingly. He said, “No, it won’t work. Your blood types are incompatible..”