He pursed his lips and was about to speak when his phone vibrated in the palm of his hand and the caller ID was Qiao Butler.
As soon as he saw Housekeeper Qiao’s name, a sharp pain came to Fu Beijiu’s heart.
Every time Butler Qiao looked for him, it was something very important.
Now Little Ling Ling was undergoing surgery, yet Butler Qiao was calling him, could it mean that-
The man who was always calm and collected had trembling fingers, and it took two times in a row before he pressed the connect button.
“Sir, the young master is fine!” Butler Qiao cried with joy, “The operation will be over soon, and the doctor said that without incident the young master will wake up tonight!”
Fu Beijiu’s heart burst to life.
He walked quickly towards the hospital, asking as he did so, “How did the negative blood type work out?”
He had contacted someone, but it couldn’t have been that fast.
“Sir, you don’t know yet, do you? Miss Ye …… It’s the young master’s mother’s sister, Miss Ye Yunla Ye, she has negative blood type!” Housekeeper Qiao said incoherently, “When the young master was in a car accident, Miss Ye was also there, she was the one who brought the young master to the hospital, and she was also the one who volunteered to donate blood to the young master ……”
Fu Beijiu’s finger gave a beat: “Ye Yunla donated the blood?”
“Yes, it was Miss Ye, she donated eight hundred millilitres, just enough to save the young master’s life ……”
Fu Beijiu pursed his lips, “Is she still at the hospital?”
“Yes, yes, yes, right in front of the operating room …… The young master’s surgery is over, I’m going to take care of the young master first ……”
Butler Qiao hung up the phone.
Fu Beijiu’s steps were faster.
As for Ye Xueying on the other side, her whole person stood in place as if she had been struck by lightning.
By the time she reacted, Fu Beijiu had already walked into the hospital.
She rushed over with an arrow step and said with a bloodless face, “Beijue, who donated blood to little Ling Ling?”
“Ye Yunla.” Fu Beijue said, glancing at her, “She’s a negative blood type, why aren’t you?”
Ye Xue Ying’s ears buzzed.
She felt that the light of Duke Fu Bei’s eyes turned into sharp blades, scraping the flesh and blood off her body and exposing the nastiest thoughts inside her.
She took a deep breath: “My grandmother …… It seems to be a negative blood type, little Ling Ling should have inherited her grandmother’s genes from another generation …… Beijue, are you blaming me for asking this, I am little Ling Ling’s mother, I want to save him too, but I really don’t have negative blood type, what can I do ……”
She said as tears poured down her face.
Fu Beijiu indifferently withdrew his eyes, “The matter has been settled, no need to mention this matter again, Fu Ziling’s surgery has just finished, let’s go see him together.”
Ye Xue Ying wiped her tears and nodded her head as she walked inside.
They quickly walked to the entrance of the operating theatre, just in time to see Ye Yunla and Butler Qiao pushing the still unconscious Fu Ziling towards the ward.
Ye Xueying’s heart instantly stopped beating.
Ye Yunla had always been so clever!
If Ye Yunla knew that she was Fu Ziling’s “mother”, with Ye Yunla’s intelligence, she would definitely suspect something ……
“Beijue, maybe I was too worried just now, once I relaxed my stomach hurt a bit, I want to go to the bathroom first ……”
Ye Xueying covered her stomach and left, Fu Beijue didn’t even look at her as he walked quickly to the door of the ward.
Ye Yunla lifted her head, “Mr. Fu.”
Fu Beijue looked at her pale face and said in a light voice: “Donating eight hundred millilitres of blood at once is more than your body’s load, don’t run around, rest well first.”
Ye Yunla shook her head, “It’s fine, I’ll stay with little Ling Ling for a while.”
She walked into the ward and sat by the hospital bed, holding little Ling Ling’s hand, with obvious exhaustion between her brows.