C12

As Pei Qingcheng drove her car down the Zhuang Sheng's Dream Mountain, other than Ye Juan, she also didn't know who to look for.

She could only find one person, and no one else could help her.

She called Tang Kexin. "Hey, but can you do me a favor?"

"What's wrong?"

"My brother." Pei Qingcheng suddenly choked with sobs. Only in front of Tang Kexin did she become weak. "Just now, the prison called to say that my brother committed suicide but refused to tell me which hospital he was in. Can you find someone to investigate it for me?"

"Ah?" "Oh, but I don't know anyone from the prison either!"

"Then." Pei Qingcheng braked and stopped on the roadside. She held her head in distress: "Then what do we do? Do I have to look for Ye Juan?"

"Looking for Ye Juan? "Qing Qing, wait a moment, I'll go look for my brother. Maybe he has a way." Tang Kexin changed the subject of the conversation. Pei Qingcheng was pleasantly surprised as she held the phone, "Alright, I'll be waiting for your reply."

After hanging up, she sat in the driver's seat and waited anxiously.

Ten minutes later, a phone call came to her. It was from Tang Kexin's brother, Tang Kefeng.

"Hey, tilde." Tang Kefeng's gentle voice came out from the microphone, "According to Kexin, something happened to Zhijun?"

"Yes." Hearing Tang Kefeng's voice, Pei Qingcheng suddenly felt slightly relieved.

She and Tang Kexin had grown up together, so it was actually better to say that she had a closer relationship with Tang Kefeng when she was young.

Since she was young, Tang Kexin had been a little arrogant and unruly, always wanting to steal Pei Qingcheng's toys.

"Qing Qing, don't be in such a hurry. I've already sent someone to investigate. There will be a result soon."

"Thank you." Pei Qingcheng choked with sobs. "Thank you."

"Qing Qing, when did you become so courteous to me?" Tang Kefeng was as concerned as ever: "Where are you, I'll come and pick you up."

"No need, I'm driving."

"Alright, I'll send you the address when we get the results."

Soon, Pei Qingcheng received the address sent to her by Tang Kefeng and hurried back to the hospital.

20 minutes later, Pei Qingcheng rushed over to the hospital in a fluster. Just as she stepped into the hospital, Tang Kefeng came out from the entrance and held onto Pei Qingcheng's arm.

"Qing Qing, don't be anxious. I just asked around and Zhijun is still in there to save him."

Pei Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the door of the emergency room and sat down on a bench.

Tang Kefeng sat beside her and handed her a bottle of water. He looked at Pei Qingcheng with a gaze filled with pain: "Qing Qing, you have become thinner recently, your Pei's has encountered such a big problem, but I can't help you."

"It's because the loopholes in Pei's's funds are too big." In her heart, she knew that Pei's could not be saved by anyone. If Tang Kefeng used the Tang clan's funds to save Pei's, then the Tang clan's vitality would be greatly damaged.

She wasn't related to Tang Kefeng in any way, how could she let him sacrifice so much for her?

Even if Tang Kefeng wanted to help her, she wouldn't accept.

Ye Juan was different. Not only was he as rich as an enemy, he owed Pei Qingcheng a debt that he would never be able to pay in his entire life.

Pei Qingcheng was holding a bottle of mineral water, but she did not drink it. Her fingers were still trembling slightly.

Tang Kefeng suddenly held Pei Qingcheng's hand and said, "Tilt, your hand is so cold."

She was stunned for a moment. Seeing the deep love and concern in Tang Kefeng's eyes, she quickly withdrew her hand: "I'm fine."

Then, he moved to the side and distanced himself from Tang Kefeng.

Tang Kefeng's eyes suddenly dimmed a little: "Inclined. I heard you say that you're back to Ye Juan's side?"

"Hm." Pei Qingcheng lowered her head.

"Why come back to him? Is it because of the Pei's? " Tang Kefeng sounded a bit anxious.

Pei Qingcheng didn't want to talk about this right now. Her brother was still in the emergency room. She just wanted him to be safe. She didn't want to talk about anything else.

She leaned back in her chair and waited for the green light in the emergency room to come on.

Finally, the door opened and she stumbled to the doctor who had come out. "Doctor, how was it?"

"The patient's heart is on the line for death. The wound where the sharp weapon entered is very deep, and he is bleeding profusely." the doctor said.

"Then, how is he now?" Pei Qingcheng wasn't sure what the doctor meant, but she turned pale and stood leaning against the wall.

"Too much blood loss requires a blood transfusion."

"Then quickly lose!"

"The patient's blood type is very rare. It's RH-negative. Our hospital has received several such patients in succession these days, so we've used up all of the blood type."

Her brother's blood type was indeed RH-negative, but her own blood type was different from her brother's. She was with her mother, and she was not RH-negative.

Then what should he do? She turned her head helplessly, and Tang Kefeng walked over: "Where's the blood bank?"

"The problem is, Central Blood Bank has been lacking this type of blood type for the past few days. Otherwise, why would they call it Panda Blood?"

In that case, was her brother going to wait for death?

Pei Qingcheng held on to the door of the emergency room and looked inside. Her brother was lying on the bed with a pale face and a bandage around his neck. He actually attacked me so viciously.

Pei Qingcheng's entire body was powerless, as if she was helplessly watching her brother's life slowly fade away. However, there was nothing she could do.

As the doctor was about to leave, Pei Qingcheng pulled him back. "Doctor, please think of another way, other hospitals should have this blood type, right?"

"Miss, I'm sorry, but I still have other patients. If you can find the blood within ten minutes, the patient can still be saved." With that, the doctor shook off Pei Qingcheng's hand and left.

He was followed by several young nurses. As he walked, they whispered to each other, "This patient is a criminal. Don't the police see that at the entrance?"

"Yeah, I heard he committed suicide because he was in a desperate situation."

"So, even if we have blood, we won't give it to him. We are here to save the good, not the bad."

The nurse's door gradually moved away. Pei Qingcheng staggered into the emergency room. Two policemen stopped her. "You can't go near him."

"Brother!" Pei Qingcheng shouted helplessly. However, Pei Zhijun, who was lying on the bed, was unconscious. His face was even paler than the white gauze that was wrapped around his neck.

All these years, she had helplessly watched as the closest people to her side left her one by one. Could it be that her brother was going to leave her today?

Her body leaned against the wall and was about to slide down, but Tang Kefeng held her back in time.

"Qing Qing, don't be in such a hurry. I'll get someone to ask them right away."

"Well, thank you, Kefeng." Lili was helped to a chair by Jack, who took out his phone and was about to make a call.

At this moment, Pei Qingcheng heard a familiar voice, "Madam."

It's Ding Hann?

Pei Qingcheng raised her head. It was indeed Ding Hann.

He was everywhere. He knew she was here so quickly.

"Madam, I'm here." Ding Hann pointed to the end of the corridor. Pei Qingcheng glanced at his hand and saw that Ye Juan had stepped out of the elevator and was walking in her direction.

Coincidentally, the ceiling light in the corridor was broken and it was blinking bright and dark. When the light hit Ye Juan's shoulder, it seemed to have an intimidating force.

Pei Qingcheng lowered her head. Even Ye Juan, whose Mo City was above the sky, probably wouldn't be able to find the thing she wanted within ten minutes, right?

Somehow, in this critical moment, she actually thought of the night two years ago when they were married. It was in the Zhuang Sheng's Dream's enchanting garden, the words Ye Juan had told her.

"Whatever you want, I will give it to you."

Now, she wanted the same blood as her brother. Could he give it to her?

Before Pei Qingcheng's lips had a trace of a mocking smile, she heard Ye Juan say to the doctor, "Take me to draw blood, quick!"

Drawing blood?

Pei Qingcheng immediately raised her head and looked at Ye Juan in shock. What did he mean?

Could it be that his blood type was also RH-negative?

He didn't know if the nurse recognized Ye Juan or if she was intimidated by his intimidating aura, but she immediately took Ye Juan to draw blood.

Ding Hann wanted to follow worriedly, but he was stopped by Ye Juan's gaze.

So, Ding Hann had to go back to Pei Qingcheng's side. Whether intentionally or not, he muttered to himself softly, "My first two years were filled with thrombocytopenia, as well as treatment. These two years were a little better, but the doctor said that blood was not to be drawn within three years, and I don't know how much I will draw this time."

Pei Qingcheng could not help but ask, "Is he also an RH negative?"

"Yes, three years ago," Ding Hann's voice became smaller and smaller, "During my accident, the negative blood was so scarce that it couldn't be found in the entire city. I almost died on the operation table."

Pei Qingcheng knew that the accident Ding Hann talked about was the one where Pei Qingcheng stabbed him with a steel bar at the scene of Yin Hann's fall.

Ye Juan did almost die that time and he didn't call the police. He didn't even mention it when he saw Pei Qingcheng afterwards.

Pei Qingcheng thought that Ye Juan was in the wrong.

Five minutes later, the nurses ran into the emergency room with their bright red blood bags.

Pei Qingcheng hastily stood up and wanted to follow him, but was stopped by the nurses, "Miss, we will give the patient blood transfusions immediately. You can't enter."

"How much blood?"

"Around 1000CC." "Yes," the nurse replied.

A normal person could only draw 400CC of blood in one go, so brother's blood was far from enough?

The nurse said, "There's enough blood. You wait patiently."

Enough? Pei Qingcheng looked inside. A nurse was hanging a large bag of blood on a shelf. On the table beside her was a packet of blood.

The emergency room door closed and she was stopped.

Could it be that Ye Juan drew 1000CC's blood in one go?

It would kill him, not to mention that he had been sick like that before.

It seemed that she owed him another debt.

Tang Kefeng helped her to walk to the edge of the bench and sit down, "Tilt down, sit down and rest for a while. This time, Zhijun will be safe."

Hopefully!

She took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, and knelt down in the corridor. "Lord God of Love, please keep my brother safe and sound. Please be more merciful to me."