Chapter 55 What Should I Do with You?

Leng Sichen looked at the boy exclaiming in alarm behind Xia Molin as if in deep thought, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere."

"Of course you've seen me, I almost became an innocent spirit under your gun!" Han Feng was reminded of that tragic memory again.

"You are the one... the delivery guy?"

Finally remembering, Leng Sichen suddenly understood everything.

No wonder he felt the porridge Xia Yuxun cooked that day tasted exactly the same as the takeaway he once had...

It turns out, it wasn't a coincidence.

Xia Yuxun, what am I supposed to do with you?

Why do you provoke me time and again, and yet I can't seem to let go of you? Even when you are with another man, I still can't help but be moved by what you have done and feel jealous of them, so jealous that it drives me mad...

"President Leng! President Leng, why didn't you let me know you were coming over!"

A middle-aged doctor, surrounded by a group of nurses, hurried over.

"Dean Chen."

Upon seeing the blood stains on Leng Sichen's neck and the blood at the corner of his mouth, Dean Chen was shocked, "Oh my, President Leng, how did you get injured? I will immediately have a nurse treat your wounds! What are all of you doing, not dressing someone's injury when you see it?"

"Don't worry about me. How's the girl inside now?"

"She's still being transfused, but we're running low on plasma... However, please rest assured, we're fully mobilizing plasma!" Dean Chen's words were somewhat tentative, as they would be in trouble if they couldn't source enough plasma.

Leng Sichen had shares in their hospital and had invested so much money; if he were to be offended...

"Thank you for your trouble."

"This must be the patient's family member, right?" Dean Chen asked.

"Yes, I'm her father. Doctor, are you certain you can secure the plasma?" Xia Molin also showed a worried and anxious expression despite his usual calm demeanor.

"This..." Dean Chen avoided the topic and asked, "Are you by chance RH negative A-type blood?"

Xia Molin's face changed slightly, then he shook his head.

"What about the patient's mother?"

"She has passed away; I am her only kin."

Rubbing his hands together, Dean Chen said, "I see, I'm sorry! Then we will have to continue searching..."

Leng Sichen clenched his fists tightly at his side, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I swear, I won't let anything happen to Xiaoxun..."

Xia Molin collapsed onto a bench, "It's all her own doing, she can't blame anyone else. Yuxun has the same temperament as her mother... Even if she knows there's a cliff ahead, if she's determined, she will jump over no matter what...

Ruoxin, I'm sorry, I promised you I'd take good care of her, but I failed... I'm not a qualified father..."

Xia Molin seemed to have aged a decade overnight.

Just a few days ago, when he saw her bring a boyfriend home, he thought she had finally come to her senses, but as it turned out, she was still just as stubbornly misguided.

He had long objected to her being with Leng Sichen, had long forbidden her from taking that dangerous job at Leng Corporation, but no matter how many times he scolded or beat her, it was to no avail.

Instead, it was he who couldn't bring himself to stop her whenever he saw her hiding in a corner all by herself, applying medicinal alcohol, and silently shedding tears over Ruoxin's photo.

If only he had been a little harsher back then, perhaps today would have been different.

RH negative A-type blood, she actually has RH negative A-type blood... What a cruel twist of fate!

Leng Sichen knew that whatever he said now was fruitless; he could only quietly start mobilizing all his connections to find someone with a matching blood type.

The ringtone of the mobile phone went off, and Leng Sichen immediately answered, "Hello, Siche."

"Brother, I know someone with the same blood type as Xiaoxun. But there might be some trouble with this person..."