Wang Xueyun backed away as soon as she saw the two of them, as if fearful they carried some disease that might infect her.
"What's the matter with Lingling? How could she suddenly fall ill?" Zhong Yaowen asked.
The nurse said, "The patient needs to rest quietly. Family members, please step outside the ward to talk!"
Everyone left the ward and gathered in the corridor.
Xiang Yimo told Zhong Yaowen, "Lingling is pregnant, but she's now severely anemic and needs a blood transfusion. Please, Dad, help Lingling!"
One would think, even if Zhong Yaowen were despicable, he wouldn't refuse such a simple request from Xiang Yimo given that Zhong Lingling was pregnant and so ill, but to everyone's surprise, Zhong Yaowen actually shook his head. "Doesn't the hospital have a blood bank? Just use the hospital's supply. I won't draw blood!"
Xiang Yimo stared incredulously at Zhong Yaowen, his previously amiable expression suddenly changing.
