Chapter Ninety-Five: An Eye for an Eye

The ward nurse stood beside Fan Xiaoyou, looking embarrassed. “Miss, I’m sorry, but our hospital has regulations. If blood is to be transfused directly into a patient, it must be matched first. You—”

Fan Xiaoyou snapped at the chattering nurse before her. “A human life is at stake, and you’re still prattling on here? Hurry up and let me into the operating room. Put me in sterile clothing, right now—immediately—and transfuse the blood in my body to Miss Tang.”

When the nurse still tried to stop her, He Lu had already taken a set of sterile clothing from the emergency room and handed it to Fan Xiaoyou. “Miss Fan, thank you for your bravery in doing the right thing.”

With gratitude written all over her face, Fan Xiaoyou said to He Lu, “Thank you, Officer Lu. She’s my childhood friend, someone I grew up with. Even though she later did many wrong things, I don’t want her life to end so early… She’s still in the blossom of youth…”

By then her voice had broken; tears spilled down her face and dampened her cheeks.

He Lu comforted her from the side. “Miss Fan, kindness is rewarded with kindness. Everything you’ve done for Miss Tang, she will feel it.”

Fan Xiaoyou glanced at He Lu and said, “Thank you!” Then she quickly put on the sterile clothing, took the disinfectant spray handed to her by a nurse, disinfected herself in the sterile room, and entered the emergency room.

On the operating table, Tang Ling lay there in silence, her face pale, her eyes closed, her lips dried and colorless. Fan Xiaoyou felt her nose sting with sudden sorrow.

The attending doctor urged her, “Miss, the patient is in critical condition. Lie down first. We’ll draw the blood now. Time is short, so we’ll do a direct transfusion. It may hurt a little, so bear with it.”

Fan Xiaoyou nodded. “Mm. To save my friend, thank you for your trouble, doctor.”

It was the first time the attending doctor had ever encountered someone unrelated to the patient so willingly donating blood in this way—something perhaps even many family members could not do.

He said to Fan Xiaoyou, “In this modern world, where materialism runs so deep, there are too few people as chivalrous as you, miss. Your heart is truly kind.”

But Fan Xiaoyou no longer had the mind to listen to the doctor praising her. There was only one thought in her head now: she hoped her blood could save Tang Ling’s life.

Perhaps Tang Ling had done many wrong things and taken many wrong turns, but whose youth had never been lost in confusion? And how many people had not wasted their years before?

Fan Xiaoyou believed that the inherently kind Tang Ling, after this ordeal, would surely repent and become a better person.

Bright red blood was drawn through the tube, flowing, without complaint or regret, into Tang Ling’s body. Tang Ling, who had already lost too much blood, gradually regained some color in her face as Fan Xiaoyou’s blood entered her veins.

“The patient has safely passed the dangerous period. Wonderful! I didn’t expect this lady’s blood to be so perfectly compatible with the patient’s!” the doctor and nurses said excitedly.

By then, Fan Xiaoyou could no longer clearly hear what the doctor said, for the massive loss of blood had driven her into unconsciousness.

“Doctor, this blood donor has fainted. What do we do?”

The doctor from the main station hurried over and carefully examined Fan Xiaoyou’s condition. At last he told the nurse beside him, “It’s fine. She’s only showing an anemia reaction after donating blood. Push her back to the ward first and arrange for nutritional fluids.”

When Fan Xiaoyou was wheeled out of the emergency room, He Lu looked at her pale face as she lay quietly asleep in bed.

He rushed to ask the nurse, “What happened to Miss Fan? Why does she look so bad? Didn’t you check her?”

Seeing how anxiously he was caring for the woman in the bed, the nurse teased him half in jest. “Officer He, why are you so nervous about this lady? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her.”

“You’ve brought so many patients here before, and I’ve never seen you this worried.”

He Lu’s face reddened awkwardly. “What are you talking about? I’m just helping people out!”

The nurse covered her mouth and laughed to herself. “Officer He, don’t deny it. You must like this lady, or you wouldn’t be this anxious.”

He Lu remained silent beside her, and he stayed at Fan Xiaoyou’s side without taking a single step away until the nurse had pushed her back to the ward.

At that moment, Fan Xiaoyou’s phone rang. Of course, the one calling was none other than our male lead, Wang Guocheng.

“Xiaoyou… Did you have a good day today?” Wang Guocheng’s magnetic voice came through the phone.

He Lu answered it, not quite knowing how to respond. After a long pause, he said, “Hello, are you looking for Miss Fan? She’s not in a convenient position to take the call right now.”

When Wang Guocheng heard that Fan Xiaoyou’s phone had been answered by a man, and that this man was saying she was unavailable, jealousy immediately surged in his heart. His tone turned unfriendly as he asked, “Who are you? How can you answer my fiancée’s phone?”

The spark of liking that had just begun to bloom in He Lu’s heart for Fan Xiaoyou was instantly crushed when he heard the other man call her his fiancée. He heard his own fragile heart shatter to pieces.

“Sir, you misunderstand me. I’m He Lu from the criminal investigation unit in Kangcheng…”

Wang Guocheng did not wait for He Lu to finish. He hurriedly asked, “What happened to my fiancée? Why would people from your criminal investigation unit be involved?”

Seeing that Wang Guocheng had misunderstood, He Lu quickly explained over the phone, “Mr. Wang, I’m sorry. You didn’t let me finish just now.

Here’s what happened: Miss Fan’s friend, Tang Ling, was being illegally confined in a basement… subjected to sexual coercion in captivity… When we were cracking down on Scarface Wang, we unexpectedly rescued Miss Tang.

Because she had suffered considerable mental shock while being held captive, her condition hasn’t been very stable. We also notified Miss Tang’s parents, but they refused to come.

Miss Fan, on the other hand, is very warmhearted. She has truly been kind to Miss Tang…”

“I’m not interested in the rest,” Wang Guocheng said impatiently. “I only want to know where my fiancée is now, and how she is doing.”

He Lu swallowed. He could hear that Wang Guocheng’s tone was unfriendly, but it sounded as though he was genuinely worried about Fan Xiaoyou.

Never expecting to be overwhelmed by Wang Guocheng’s presence, He Lu gathered his thoughts and quietly explained the whole story.

“Miss Tang attempted suicide by cutting her wrist because she couldn’t bear it, but failed. When the nurse found her, she had already lost a great deal of blood. The hospital couldn’t find a suitable matching blood plasma, and we first tried to contact Miss Tang’s parents, but they refused.

So we contacted Miss Fan… She is a very kind person, and it was clear she was deeply concerned for Miss Tang. So… so…

Miss Fan volunteered to give Miss Tang her blood. Miss Tang has now come through the danger, and Miss Fan fainted from anemia after the transfusion…”

“How do you people do your jobs? Fainted? Listen carefully to me.

If anything happens to my fiancée, I’ll have someone deal with you directly.

Which hospital is my fiancée in?”

Wang Guocheng roared at He Lu over the phone in a furious voice.