Gorgeous Female Tenants

Jiang Yuyan saw Zhou Fuya’s intense agitation and was moved by her filial piety, but was helpless and could only say meekly, "Miss Zhou, I’ve checked. There isn’t a suitable heart anywhere in Jiangcheng City, and even if there was, there isn’t enough time."

"Then use mine directly. My blood type is exactly the same as my grandfather’s. Besides, I’m his direct relative, so there should be minimal rejection reactions. It’s very suitable!" Zhou Fuya stepped forward and gripped her hand tightly, as if clutching onto a lifeline.

"No way!" Jiang Yuyan refused immediately, her face showing an undeniable expression.

"Why not?" Zhou Fuya’s face twisted with confusion.

"This is murder, don’t you know?"

"I’m willing, why can’t I? I’m willing to give my heart to my grandfather." Zhou Fuya shouted, tears rolling uncontrollably from her eyes.

Jiang Yuyan looked at her expression and her eyes reddened too, gently advising, "Did you go to college? Did you study law? Please don’t make this difficult for me; we’re also saddened by your grandfather’s situation, but there’s nothing we can do!"

"No, I can sign a voluntary letter, isn’t that possible?" Zhou Fuya lost her composure for a moment; she had studied law but totally forgot about it at this time.

"Any agreement you sign is invalid because life is the most sacred thing in this world. No one has the right to deprive it, not even you. If we take your heart to replace your grandfather’s, you will die, and that is murder, you know? Our hospital would be legally responsible. Besides, people go through birth, aging, illness, and death, why are you so insistent?

Even if your heart is given to your grandfather, how many more years can he live? Five, ten, or twenty years? Can you calculate how many years you can live? You are in the prime of your youth, in the flower of your age, with limitless possibilities ahead, just dying like this, is it worth it?"

Jiang Yuyan knew she could not bear this sadness so soon, so she kindly advised her, holding her in her arms and patting her shoulder.

"I beg you, give my heart to my grandfather!" Zhou Fuya said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Jiang Yuyan.

Muttering, "I lost both parents from a car accident when I was three. My grandfather raised me single-handedly, taking on both parental roles, going through hardships to bring me up.

Now that I’ve grown a bit, I want to repay him. If he just leaves, leaving me alone in this world, with no relatives, how will I continue living? As long as he can live one more day, an hour, or a second, I’m willing to sacrifice my life.

I have nothing else; my grandfather is my greatest treasure, I can’t lose him. So, Dr. Jiang, I beg you, give my heart to my grandfather. If only you don’t tell anyone, keep this matter hidden. With time passing, nobody investigates, legal procedures won’t happen, please, Dr. Jiang!"

The floor echoed as she continued to kowtow, her head reddened and swollen, tears blurring her vision. The once beautiful person now seemed like an empty shell, continually kowtowing on the floor. This scene deeply pained Xu Xiangbei and Qin Xue, who rushed forward to help Zhou Fuya up.

"Even if you give your heart to your grandfather and he survives, do you think he can happily live out his life? Won’t he feel guilty? Don’t you think he’d feel lonely and miserable in this world all alone? He’s already old; who would care for him in the latter part of his life? Do you want his entire remaining days to be spent in remorse, suffering, helplessness, agony, and aging?"

Jiang Yuyan’s words, like thunder, struck Zhou Fuya’s softest heart, leaving her momentarily stunned before breaking into sobs.

She fell into Xu Xiangbei’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably, face pale, looking soulless with tears streaming like a river.

"I can save him!" Xu Xiangbei’s words, like the brightest star in a dark night, illuminated her path when she was most helpless, igniting all her hopes. Zhou Fuya seemed reborn and gripped Xu Xiangbei’s hand excitedly.

"What did you say?" Her blurred eyes looked straight at Xu Xiangbei, shining with inexplicable light.

"I said I can save your grandfather!" Xu Xiangbei held her, speaking softly.

"Really?" At this moment, Zhou Fuya feared this was just a dream that could shatter at any time.

"Really, more real than pearls!" Xu Xiangbei gently wiped the tears from her face.

"If you have a terminal illness and your blood type matches, you could have a heart transplant! Let me test your blood type right now!"

Jiang Yuyan looked at Xu Xiangbei with eyes full of admiration, yet also regret: such a promising young man with a terminal illness is truly a loss for the country. However, his willingness to offer his heart at the last moment to save a life is a significant act of bravery and kindness.

"Brother Xu, regardless of whether your blood type matches, I will repay you in the next life, no matter what!" Zhou Fuya held him, her eyes full of sorrow and gratitude.

"No, I don’t have a terminal illness!" Xu Xiangbei felt as if a thousand crows had flown across his heart, leaving him speechless.

"You don’t have a terminal illness?" Jiang Yuyan stared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"Nope!" Xu Xiangbei replied with an obvious tone, looking at her as if she were clueless.

"Sir, I understand your good intentions. But this won’t work; it can deceive for a moment but not forever! I know you want to comfort Miss Zhou, but since it’s a fact, one must learn to accept it. Deceiving oneself is useless; eventually, it only adds to the pain!"

Jiang Yuyan looked at Zhou Fuya, seeing her lifeless state, and had no choice but to speak the truth despite the heartache.

"Hehe..." Zhou Fuya laughed like a madwoman at this moment.

The most painful thing in the world is when you give someone hope in their despair, and ultimately let them fall back into hopelessness.

This was Zhou Fuya’s exact feelings at the moment!

"No, I mean I can cure him!" Xu Xiangbei realized the misunderstanding and urgently defended himself.

"Sir, I’ve told you, deceit is useless!" Jiang Yuyan’s eye for him had turned from admiration to aversion.

"Brother Xu, please don’t fool me, okay? My heart really hurts, really hurts! Why do you have to stab again? I know you’re trying to help, but even the nicest dream shatters someday!" Zhou Fuya clutched her heart, biting her lip until it almost bled.

"I really can cure him, why don’t you believe me?" Xu Xiangbei felt a sense of helplessness beyond explanation.

"Yes, this scoundrel has excellent medical skills, capable of reviving life. Fuya, believe it; he definitely can help cure your grandfather!"

At this moment, Qin Xue finally stood up to speak fair words, truly fearing that Zhou Fuya would lose control emotionally if left unchecked.

And Xu Xiangbei felt grateful to the heavens: finally, someone understood and supported him, not easy, not easy!

"Miss, don’t deceive yourselves; unless you find a suitable heart to transplant, otherwise, how can he be saved? If Miss Zhou’s grandfather were younger, you could use an artificial heart temporarily, then find a suitable heart source. But he’s already over 60, and his body functions are declining, an artificial heart would only last a few minutes. I’ve already given him emergency medicine; if no suitable heart is transplanted in about ten minutes, he’ll enter shock status and die naturally within an hour, even immortals couldn’t save him."

Jiang Yuyan was extremely professional, not only analyzing Elder Zhou’s situation but also took emergency measures. However, her medical skills were limited, unlike Xu Xiangbei, who seemed capable of miraculous healing.

"Just because others can’t save, doesn’t mean I can’t!" Xu Xiangbei’s face showed a smug expression.

Upon hearing someone doubt her medical skills, Jiang Yuyan’s face turned bitter: "This conclusion is from Director Chang, our hospital’s chief surgeon, and myself. Regardless of my skills, his skills are high, internationally award-winning. Situations like his grandfather’s cannot be saved. Sending him to Yanjing might have a chance, but there’s no time!"

"That’s because all your hospital’s doctors are incompetents!" Xu Xiangbei frankly criticized.

"You! May I know where the gentleman works? Graduated from which medical school? Any achievements?"

Upon hearing others call her an incompetent, Jiang Yuyan’s bosom vexed with anger, making Xu Xiangbei’s eyes widen fearfully.

"I am now the consultant for traditional Chinese medicine at Jiangcheng’s First People’s Hospital!"

"Jiangcheng’s First People’s Hospital is similar to our Second People’s Hospital, not much grander. In some aspects, our hospital is even better. Besides, you’re just a Chinese medicine consultant, why speak so arrogantly?" Jiang Yuyan’s gaze towards him was one of extreme resentment, feeling as if she was targeted by a fierce wolf.

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