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"Qi Chunlan, do you want to save your youngest son?"
Qi Chunlan merely stepped out of the house to buy some daily necessities at the supply and marketing cooperative, but now her youngest son has suddenly fallen ill and is still in the ICU, definitely unable to leave the county town anytime soon.
Temporarily, she and her husband hurried over without packing any daily necessities. It wasn’t a problem for a day or two, but over a longer period, not having daily items for personal hygiene and a change of clothes would definitely be inconvenient.
Moreover, even if her husband didn’t need them, she did, and Shishi as well.
After finishing her shopping, feeling depressed, she simply found a secluded spot under a tree to calm her mind.
However, as she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard this voice. She suppressed the word ’want’ that was about to escape her lips and stood up in panic, "Who? Who is playing tricks here? Come out!"
"Do you, really not want to save, your most beloved youngest son?"
From behind the lush tree trunk, Qi Chunlan turned around twice but found no one; yet the voice was extremely light and vivid, as if spoken right into her ear!
Qi Chunlan looked around, even glancing upward at the tree a few times, and simply found no place that could hide a person!
"Who are you? You don’t even dare to show yourself openly, why should I believe you?" Seeing that she could only hear the voice but saw no person, Qi Chunlan felt somewhat relieved.
Originally, when encountering such dangerous circumstances, for safety and to protect herself, she should have quickly left—however, the repeated mentioning of the word ’save’ deeply pricked her currently fragile and anxious heart...
She truly, desperately wanted to save her poor youngest son!
"You don’t need to believe me, and I don’t need your belief either, I’m just offering you an opportunity, whether to take it or not is entirely up to you—"
"Gu~"
Qi Chunlan swallowed hard, constantly secreting saliva in her mouth, her heart struggling—although she had no emotional attachment to Zhang Shan Ni, after all, she was the premature child she had carried for eight months!
The voice seemed to know about her hesitation and spoke again:
"You don’t have to doubt the compatibility of her blood and marrow, because they were born twins... If their blood types were different, you wouldn’t have been able to give birth to them at all!"
This was something Qi Chunlan knew. So, when she found out Yan Jinxian wasn’t of the rare blood type, the Yan Family all clearly knew she wasn’t the Yan Family’s daughter!
"You," Qi Chunlan, unable to resist the temptation, asked softly, "What do you want me to do?"
In the end, her conviction firmed up—if sacrifices must be made, she didn’t want it to be her beloved youngest son.
In this inevitable choice between the two, she didn’t hesitate at all, she would choose her youngest son.
Not just emotionally, but even logically, she should make this choice!
Though her youngest son had always been physically weak, his mind was extraordinarily brilliant. At a young age, he was already the darling disciple of those research fanatics at the Institute of Technology. If it weren’t for his poor health, his achievements would have been even greater!
And Zhang Shan Ni, having not grown up by her side since childhood, was just a useless village girl. Even from the perspective of serving the people’s interests, her choice was not wrong!
No mistake.
"It’s simple, just lure her out, the rest, we will handle."
"How do I know you won’t harm her?"
"Ha, funny, harming her isn’t inevitable? Only this way, you will have a chance to have her donate her bone and blood to save your beloved son!"
Qi Chunlan heard this and suddenly stepped back.
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