So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Director Jiang sat in the office for half an hour, and his limp body finally recovered its strength.

In order to verify whether Shen He had scared him, Director Jiang asked a trusted colleague to draw blood from him and conducted a systematic and comprehensive examination.

Two days later, he received the inspection report.

What made him despair was that a strange, unidentifiable substance was actually found in his blood analysis report!

Shen He really cast a spell on him!

knock --

The sudden knock on the door startled Director Jiang.

"Director Jiang!"

Mu Tingyun walked in with a suit draped over his arm, closed the office door behind him, and strode to the desk.

He frowned and put Qin Yinong's heart imaging report on the table. "This is the heart imaging that Yinong did yesterday and this morning. It says that the enlargement of the heart has worsened."

Director Jiang was in a daze.

He picked up the imaging list and looked at it, saying, "Ms. Qin's left atrium has expanded from 69 a month ago to 71, and the ejection fraction is only 22%. We have tried all the special medicines that can be taken for her."

"Now she is even showing signs of premature heart failure. In her condition, she must undergo a heart transplant as soon as possible to be safe."

Director Jiang was just telling the truth.

Hearing him say this, Mu Tingyun frowned, "How long can you hold on?"

"It's hard to say. One thing depends on Miss Qin's own will to fight the disease, and the other depends on the effect of conservative treatment. On the other hand..."

"The recent events have had a great psychological impact on Miss Qin. I think this is also the reason why her heart has enlarged significantly this time."

Mu Tingyun picked up the report and read it silently for a long time before saying, "Something went wrong with donor No. 1. I'm afraid he can't be used for the time being."

"Look, can we change the target and use No. 2 to perform the operation?"

Shen He is Qin Yinong's best donor, but Shen He is now closely tied to the Shen family, and has a breakup conflict with him.

He couldn't move at all now.

Besides...

Mu Tingyun refused to admit that he had already fallen in love with Shen He.

One is the new love who is wholeheartedly in love with him, and the other is the old love who is becoming more and more unreasonable.

Mu Tingyun didn't want to see Qin Yinong die, but he was also reluctant to sacrifice Shen He.

Therefore, Mu Tingyun decided to choose donor No. 2, whose antibody data was relatively worse.

He was a husband who had just gotten married, but his family was average, so Mu Tingyun planned to use the money to buy a heart from him.

If he won't...

We can only think of other ways.

Director Jiang secretly clenched his fists. Shen He held his life and future in his hands. How could he dare to help Mu Tingyun now?

But how could he dare to reject Mu Tingyun directly?

He knows those secrets. If he betrays Mu Tingyun now, will he still have a chance to survive?

What should he do now!

Director Jiang was extremely anxious.

"Director Jiang?" Noticing that Director Jiang was in a trance, Mu Tingyun looked at him suspiciously and asked him in an inquiring tone, "What are you daydreaming about?"

After thinking for a while, Director Jiang said, "It would be best if we can use No. 1. If No. 1 really can't be moved, then we should find a way to get No. 2's 'consent'."

"The sooner the better, Mr. Mu. That's all I have to say. You can do whatever you want."

Mu Tingyun walked away thoughtfully.

After seeing Mu Tingyun off, Director Jiang quickly picked up his cell phone and dialed the long-lost number.

*

"Mr. Song."

Ma Kai ran to the third floor.

Song Jingcheng's health has deteriorated sharply in the past few days. He has been staying in the bedroom on the third floor and has not stepped out of the house all day.

He leaned back in the recliner, glanced at Ma Kai listlessly, and said nothing.

Ma Kai said, "Dr. Jiang Hui from Fu'an Hospital wants to see you."

"Jiang Hun?" Song Jingcheng narrowed his cold eyes into two sharp lines. He said, "Is it the doctor who is slightly fat and has a black mole between his left eye and eyebrow? The one in the cardiac surgery department?"

"Yes, that's him."

Song Jingcheng stopped talking.

He remembered Jiang Hun, who had colluded with Mu Tingyun to cut out Shen He's heart.

"Ah..."

Song Jingcheng said: "Let him come."

"Okay, I'll call him back."

As soon as Director Jiang received Ma Kai's call back, he took off his white coat, asked for leave, and drove to Jiuxing Park in Qingshui District without stopping.

On the way, he did not forget to buy some expensive tea.

Ma Kai accepted the gift, but did not put it into the house. He placed it directly on the small table next to the door.

No people or items are allowed into the house without Song Jingcheng's approval, as it will pollute the air and affect the magnetic field.

Jiang Hun noticed this detail but did not dare to raise any objection.

"Director Jiang, Mr. Song is in the reception room on the third floor. I'll take you upstairs."

"Excuse me, Mr. Ma."

Arriving at the reception room on the third floor, I saw from afar a man in a black bathrobe sitting on the sofa. He looked haggard and pale, but his sitting posture was straight and upright, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

Jiang Hun's heart trembled.

It is said that the third son of the Mu family is of noble bearing and is a true nobleman.

But after meeting Song Jingcheng, Jiang Hun finally understood what a real child from an aristocratic family looked like.

Jiang Hun quickly bowed his head and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Song. I am Jiang Hun from the Department of Cardiosurgery at Fu'an Hospital in this city."

"You may not remember me, but I had the honor of meeting you once 15 years ago."

"That year, you represented the Song Corporation in attending the signing ceremony for our group of trainees."

Jiang Hun didn't expect Song Jingcheng to remember him.

But unexpectedly, Song Jingcheng actually raised his head and looked at him, his black eyes as cold as rime actually contained a hint of smile at this moment.

"I do have some impression of what Dr. Jiang said. Fifteen years have passed in a flash. I heard that Dr. Jiang has become a master of surgery. It's a cause for celebration."

"Doctor Jiang, come over here."

Jiang Hun was filled with emotion when he learned that Song Jingcheng still remembered him.

He walked over quickly with his back hunched, but did not dare to sit down.

"Please sit down, Doctor Jiang." Song Jingcheng pointed to the guest sofa in front of him.

But Jiang Hun didn't dare to sit down.

How dare he sit down!

He came here today to confess his guilt and kowtow!

boom!

Jiang Hun knelt firmly on one knee beside the coffee table and kept banging his forehead against the ground, making a thumping sound.

Ma Kai is not surprised.

To be honest, he had often seen such scenes before. Later, Song Jingcheng became seriously ill, and those demons and monsters were afraid of offending this smiling Buddha, so they didn't dare to come to act.

Seeing the long-lost kowtow scene again after many years, Ma Kai stood aside and watched with the mentality of watching a show.

"Old horse."

Ma Kai lowered his hands and responded, "Mr. Song."

Song Jingcheng glanced at Ma Kai reproachfully, "Guests are here, why don't you pour tea?"

Ma Kai stared at the kettle that had just been boiling for a few minutes. Without hesitation, he picked up a teacup and handed it to Jiang Hun.

"Director Jiang, have some tea."

Jiang Hun looked up tremblingly, knelt on the ground, and took the teacup with both hands.

Ma Kai picked up the teapot and poured water into the cup.

Seeing the hot steam coming out of the pot's mouth, Jiang Hun's pupils shrank slightly.

The porcelain cup quickly became hot, and the hot water overflowed from the mouth of the cup and rolled down along Jiang Hun's fingertips.

"what!"

Jiang Hun grimaced in pain, sweat pouring down his forehead, but he didn't dare to let go.

As soon as the cup fell to the ground today, his life will be lost here.

Jiang Hun finally couldn't hold on any longer. His arms slowly sank, his elbows resting on the ground. He almost curled up into a ball, but his fingers still held the teacup respectfully.

The tea was all over the floor, soaking Jiang Hun's trouser legs.

Song Jingcheng then spoke leisurely: "Ma Kai, how do you do your work? Doctor Jiang's hands are recognized as a master of cardiac surgery in Fu'an."

"It's burned. He should tremble next time he digs out someone's heart."

Hearing this, the string in Jiang Hun's mind suddenly broke.

President Song really knew about the deal between Mu Tingyun and him!