In the middle of a perfectly normal class, she was dragged out by an incredibly handsome yet extremely punchable teenage boy to... the hospital? The hospital room, to be precise?
Wait a second, who's that kid lying on the hospital bed over there?
Xia Xiyan stared at Ou Jue in shock, "Your... your son?"
Ou Jue gave Xia Xiyan a sideways glance, "I'm nineteen years old."
"You had a son at nineteen?!" Her voice sounded even more shocked.
Ou Jue turned to the doctor nearby and asked, "If my younger brother gets her blood, will his intelligence be affected?"
Xiyan, "..."
The doctor explained with the utmost seriousness, "Young Master Ou, please rest assured, blood transfusions won't affect a person's intelligence in any way."
Turning to Xiyan, he added, "Miss, I presume you already understand the situation. Young Master Ou's younger brother was in a car accident and urgently requires a blood transfusion. Unfortunately, he has an extremely rare blood type—panda blood—and your blood is the only match. Please follow me to the surgery room immediately."
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Now lying in the surgery room, Xiyan stared as her blood was continuously drawn through the soft tubing, and she finally pieced everything together.
The boy who forcefully hauled her here was none other than the renowned Ou Jue!
Ou Jue's younger brother had been in a car accident, and due to his panda blood type, finding a donor was exceptionally difficult.
Coincidentally, Xiyan also had panda blood.
So that explained why Ou Jue targeted her, dragging her straight out of class…
Ah, got it.
After finishing the blood donation, Xiyan sat on the side for a brief rest, clutching her arm before turning to look around.
The Ou Family's little master had been confirmed safe but hadn't yet opened his eyes.
Ou Jue stayed right beside the bed, his body reclining against the genuine leather sofa behind him. His long legs were casually crossed, short, messy bangs hanging slightly above his brows, framing his deeply chiseled features.
At that moment, a laptop rested on his lap, and his defined fingers were typing rapidly on the keyboard.
Lines of complex code flew swiftly across the computer screen...
Ou Jue's gaze remained focused on the laptop. After reviewing the displayed data, he frowned slightly.
Their information still hadn't surfaced.
No leads about their whereabouts.
Are they... still alive?
If alive, then why did their records seem to have vanished into thin air from this world?
Finding herself entirely ignored, Xiyan was visibly irritated. Like a ghost, she floated over and said, "Hey."
"..." Ou Jue ignored her, expressionless as he closed his laptop.
"I said…" Xiyan pouted, "Aren't you even going to say thank you to me?"
What kind of person was this? She might as well have "saved" that little boy's life, donating so much of her blood—her arm was killing her!
But since stepping out of the surgery room, this guy hadn't spared her a single proper glance!
Ou Jue raised his eyes, as if he'd just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. His gaze was cold as he mocked, "Why should I thank you?"
Not strangling the Xia Family people was already his version of generosity.
What the hell... could this man be any less reasonable?!
Xiyan was about to curse him out when the room door swung open, and a middle-aged couple rushed in hurriedly.
As Xiyan caught sight of the middle-aged man entering, she almost thought she was imagining things.
"Dad?!"
Why was her father here??