Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

At this time, Zheng Xiujie heard everything clearly, but the thoughts in his mind were exactly the same as Shen Nuo's thoughts at the moment: Qin Siyu is crazy!

He took a deep breath: "You hold off for now, and I will answer you as soon as possible."

"Master Zheng," the dean was about to cry: "Master Qin said that he would only give me ten minutes, and now there are less than three minutes left. You really have to hurry up, otherwise with Master Qin's temper , if I didn’t get things done for him, my life would be over.”

"Okay, I understand." Zheng Xiujie said angrily.

The dean was immediately relieved.

After Zheng Xiujie hung up the phone, he pondered the possibility of calling Qin Siyu to stop him, and finally concluded: zero percent.

Even ten cows couldn't pull back what his man wanted to do.

After pondering for a while, he turned around and re-entered the ward.

"Uncle Qin, my dad wants to see you for something. He is in the dean's office now. Can you come out?"

If that old guy Zheng Ye wanted to find him, he would definitely come looking for him in person, but he would not specially ask his son to come for a trip.

Qin Chen's eyes deepened slightly, he tucked Mrs. Qin's quilt in, and said in a low voice: "I'm going out for a while, you can get some sleep first."

Mrs. Qin has been actively cooperating with the treatment these days. She just wanted to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and then go to see Shen Nuo. She didn't pay much attention to Qin Chen and could only nod indifferently after hearing the words.

"it is good."

Qin Chen followed Zheng Xiujie out. After leaving the ward, he stood in the corridor: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zheng Xiujie conveyed to Qin Chen what the dean had just told him.

Qin Chen frowned slightly: "Is he crazy?"

Zheng Xiujie handed him the phone: "Why don't you call Ayu?"

"It's useless." Qin Chen didn't answer the phone and looked up at him: "Call Shen Nuo."

Zheng Xiujie was slightly stunned: "You want to..."

"You should be very clear about Xiao Yu's temper. No one can stop what he wants to do, not even me, but Shen Nuo is different."

"Can………"

The cell phone rang at this moment, and it was from the director of Rome Central Hospital.

"Give me the phone." Qin Chen stretched out his hand towards Zheng Xiujie.

"Uncle Qin..." Zheng Xiujie took a step back: "Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with Shen Nuo. If Ayu knows that you attacked Shen Nuo, he will not forgive you."

"Who said I was going to attack Shen Nuo?" Qin Chen looked confused: "What kind of nonsense have you made up in your head?"

Zheng Xiujie: "…………"

You can't blame him. Anyone who grew up listening to Qin Sanshao's "bright deeds" would be confused by what he just said.

The things this young man did were incredible.

He smiled awkwardly and handed the phone to him: "Uncle Qin, here it is."

Qin Chen took it calmly and pressed answer. Before he could speak, he heard a hurried voice on the other side: "Master Zheng, if you don't hurry up, my life will be lost!"

"I am Qin Chen." Qin Chen spoke slowly.

The dean was stunned for a while before he realized who Qin Chen was.

He almost dropped his phone from his hand and stammered: "Qin...Qin...Qin..."

Qin Chen! Qin Sanshao, who was once popular all over the world!

"Okay," Qin Chen interrupted him: "Listen, don't disobey Xiao Yu. Give him the template of the donation letter. Then give him the phone number to Shen Nuo. You don't need to do anything else."

Even though he knew Qin Chen couldn't see it, the dean still nodded: "I understand, I'll do it right away."

When the dean returned to the office with the donation consent form, Qin Siyu and Shen Nuo seemed to have calmed down.

Just the moment she heard his footsteps, Qin Siyu suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes were very cold.

The dean suddenly trembled: "Qin... Mr. Qin, the consent form is ready."

Qin Siyu stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

The dean offered it respectfully: "Here you go."

Immediately afterwards, the dean handed the mobile phone to Shen Nuo: "Miss Shen, Director Qin has something to call you, please answer the phone."

Shen Nuo was stunned for a while before he realized who Director Qin was referring to. He stretched out his hand to answer the phone, but the dean only felt pain in his hand. He loosened his hand and the phone fell to the ground.

Shen Nuo glared at him: "What are you doing? I'm not looking for you!"

"For the compensation of the mobile phone, please contact Xie Yan." Qin Siyu did not answer Shen Nuo's words, but looked at the dean coldly: "Now, get out."

The dean glanced at his torn-up mobile phone and opened his mouth to say something. In the end, he backed out due to the pressure of Qin Siyu's strong aura.

"Young Master Qin," he said, "call me anytime if you need anything. I'll be right outside the door."

Qin Siyu said nothing, the dean left and the door was closed.

Qin Siyu lowered his head and glanced at the donation consent form in his hand. He mentioned all the key points he mentioned.

A flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He picked up the pen on the table and signed his name on the donor's name. Without hesitation, his handwriting was smooth and smooth.

After he finished writing, he turned to look at Shen Nuo beside him, with a soft smile in his black eyes: "Nuo'er, do you want it now, or in a few days?"

"Madman!" Shen Nuo struggled with his hand and stretched out his hand to break it open, but his hand was like a steel hand, motionless.

She gritted her teeth bitterly: "Qin Siyu, what do you want to do?"

"Give you a kidney."

"I don't need it. I don't need it. Did you hear me!" She almost collapsed: "I don't need anything from you. I just ask you to stay away from me, okay? You're driving me crazy!"

"Maybe it's not possible." Qin Siyu smiled softly, the light in his black eyes was strange and unpredictable, and there was a strange darkness contained in it, dyed with a trace of madness.

The next moment, his expression returned to calm, and he tilted his head, with an innocent look on his face: "Since you don't choose, then let me choose for you. It's better to choose a day than to hit it, why not choose today."

As he spoke, he took a pen and wrote down today's date, then opened the cinnabar placed on the desk by the dean with one hand and took his fingerprints.

"Okay," Qin Siyu's eyes slightly curved: "It's your turn, Nuo'er."

Qin Siyu said, putting his hand into Shen Nuo's hand.

"Noer, sign it."

With that said, Qin Siyu held Shen Nuo's hand and was about to write the name of the recipient on the organ donation form.

As for the donor column on the organ donation form, it clearly says: Qin Siyu.

Donated organ: left kidney!

Seeing that the pen was about to fall onto the recipient, Shen Nuo grabbed Qin Siyu's hand with force.

"Qin! Si! Yu!" She cried out in a broken voice: "Are you crazy enough? Let go! Let me go! Do you hear me!"

Qin Siyu turned a deaf ear and held her hand. The pen had already fallen to the recipient's signature place.

A black dot fell, and at the same time, a white dot soaked in water appeared on the paper.