why is mo jun unlucky in love?

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"Shen Yu, wake up. Yu Yu, please. Without you, I can't live. You promised to be with me for the rest of our lives. What about our promise? In the whole world, you're the only one by my side. Please, Shen Yu, wake up," he implored, his usual steely demeanor giving way to a genuine and heartfelt concern.

Beside him, Kriti, observing Mo Jun's distress, sought to provide comfort. Despite Mo Jun's cold exterior, Kriti recognized a deep connection and vulnerability in him. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and reassured him, "Mo Jun, don't worry. Shen Yu will be fine. We'll get her the help she needs."

As the car sped towards their destination, the journey was marked by a tense silence, broken only by Mo Jun's persistent calls to Shen Yu. Kriti couldn't help but notice the profound impact Shen Yu had on Mo Jun. In that moment of crisis, it became evident that Mo Jun had not just fallen for Shen Yu; he had fallen hard, and the vulnerability on his face spoke volumes about the depth of his feelings for her. The car carried them through the night, weaving through the city lights as the fate of Shen Yu hung in the balance.

As Mo Jun held Shen Yu in his arms, the hospital team rushed to attend to her. The urgency in the air was palpable as they swiftly transported her to a hospital bed. The team of doctors, aware of the critical situation, began assessing Shen Yu's condition.

The doctor, with a respectful tone, addressed Mo Jun, "President Jun, she has lost a significant amount of blood, leading to unconsciousness. We've managed to stop the bleeding, but she urgently needs a blood transfusion to replace what she has lost."

Mo Jun, normally calm and composed, cut to the chase, "But what?"

The doctor's expression turned fearful as they conveyed the grim reality. "President Jun, her blood type is RH-negative, a rare type, and it's further complicated by being panda blood. Unfortunately, there's currently no stock of this blood type in any blood bank. If we can't infuse the blood in time, she may fall into a coma. It's challenging to bring her back to consciousness after such excessive blood loss. She's at risk of losing her life if we don't get the required RH-negative blood urgently."

The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air. Mo Jun, typically stoic, absorbed the gravity of the news. Without hesitation, he asked, "What do we need to do to get the blood?"

The doctor replied with a sense of urgency, "We need to find a donor with RH-negative panda blood as soon as possible. The sooner we secure the blood, the better the chances of saving her life. Time is of the essence, President Jun." The hospital team mobilized into action, launching a desperate search for a donor who could provide the rare blood needed to save Shen Yu's life.

The doctor nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. "President Jun, we need to inform her family immediately. Perhaps her biological parents could have RH-negative blood, and we can request them for a donation."

Before Mo Jun could react, Wei Wei interjected, her voice shaking with concern, "Doctor, she is adopted. There is no one in the world who is a blood relative to her. We don't have any information about her biological parents."

A solemn silence enveloped the room as the weight of this revelation sank in. The doctor, realizing the complexity of the situation, spoke with a sense of empathy, "I see. That complicates matters. Without a known biological family, finding a donor with the specific blood type becomes more challenging."

Mo Jun, known for his decisive actions, didn't waste a moment. "We will do whatever it takes to save her. Start the search for a donor, and if needed, widen the scope. Reach out to every possible avenue."

The hospital team mobilized into action, initiating a desperate search for a suitable donor. The air in the room hung heavy with the realization that Shen Yu's life depended on finding this rare blood type, and time was slipping away. The quest for a donor became a race against the clock, a critical chapter in the battle to save Shen Yu's life.

Mo Jun's mind was a storm of conflicting emotions as he grappled with the fragility of life and the uncertainty that overshadowed his existence. Once a man who had lost faith in the divine, Shen Yu had been a revelation, a beacon of light that reignited his belief in something greater. She had become the very essence of his hope and the core of his newfound faith.

In this crucial moment, as Shen Yu's life hung in the balance, Mo Jun couldn't help but question the cosmic forces that seemed to toy with him. He had everything a human being could desire—wealth, intelligence, success—but in matters of family and love, life had been unkind.

His mother lay in a coma, and Shen Yu, the one person who had brought warmth and meaning to his life, now faced the grim possibility of being taken away. Mo Jun couldn't fathom why he, who had been so fortunate in many aspects, felt perpetually unlucky in matters of the heart.

With a heavy heart, Mo Jun called upon his assistant, the person he trusted to execute his orders diligently. "Arrange RH-negative blood within the hour. Check the blood types of our employees, and spread the news urgently. Whoever donates the blood will be granted their heart's desire. If necessary, use my name, but not as Mo Jun—use President Jun. akash we next to him said We can't reveal reveal your identity prematurely; it would create chaos in the business world."

The assistant, recognizing the gravity of the situation, replied with a polite acknowledgment, "Okay, President. I will arrange the blood as soon as possible." The wheels were set in motion as Mo Jun, a man of influence and means, took charge in a desperate bid to save the life of the woman who had become his newfound source of light and hope.debby went to car parking she entered the vip area ,she listened mo jun call to his assistant.

Debby's unexpected but welcome offer cut through the tension in the room. Her resolute voice carried a determination born out of gratitude and friendship. She stepped forward, announcing, "My blood type is RH-negative. I will donate my blood. If it's not enough, I'll call my mother and my uncle; they share the same blood group. Shen Yu helped me in my difficult time, and now it's time to pay her back."

Mo Jun, usually reserved and composed, couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards Debby. Her selfless act not only spoke volumes about their deepened bond but also about the impact Shen Yu had on the lives of those around her.

"Debby," Mo Jun said with genuine appreciation, "thank you. Your willingness to help means a lot." He acknowledged the help she was ready to make for Shen Yu, recognizing that in this moment of crisis, the bonds of friendship and gratitude were forming a network of support that extended beyond the immediate circle.

Debby, with a determined nod, assured them, "I'll go to the blood donation right away. We won't lose Shen Yu. I'll make sure she gets the blood she needs."

As Debby left to fulfill her promise, Mo Jun and his assistant exchanged few words, a silent acknowledgment of the unexpected turn of events. The race against time to save Shen Yu continued, but now, with Debby's offer, a ray of hope had pierced through the gloom, strengthening the resolve to fight for the life of the woman who had touched the hearts of those around her.