Married to the Uncle of Love Rival

When Jian Anran arrived at the hospital, Xiaohui had already changed his clothes and was about to be sent to the operating room.

Seeing Xiao Jian who was thinking about him, Xiaohui showed a pale smile: "Little Jian, you—"

"I'm late."

Jian Anran walked to Xiaohui's side in three steps at a time, and held the boy's bony hand: "I will wait for you outside the operating room! You will be safe and sound!"

"But……"

Xiaohui's voice was a little choked up.

"It's okay, you will be fine, Mom and Dad are still waiting for you to take care of us..."

In Jian Anran's ears, the comfort of the Qian family and his wife choked back their sobs.

Xiao Hui squeezed out a weak smile when he heard the words, and said, "Dad, Mom, don't cry... Seeing you cry makes me want to cry too... I... I..."

"Don't cry! Don't cry! We don't cry!"

The Qian family couple smiled happily.

Jian Anran's heart ached.

He held back the tears that were about to come out of his eyes, and said: "Xiaohui, you will be fine! Let's participate in the cospy rehearsal for the comic exhibition together next year!"

"OK……"

Xiaohui tried very hard to smile, his pale cheeks were painful.

Jian Anran stretched out her hand and said, "Come on, pull the hook!"

"Ah."

Xiaohui stretched out his hand full of needle scars, and struggled to hook Jian Anran.

"If you hang yourself with a hook, you can't change it for 100 years! Anyone who can't do it is a puppy!"

At the end, both of them shed tears.

……

After sending Xiaohui to the operating room with the Qian family couple, Jian Anran sat down next to Manager Qian, glanced at Qian's mother who was crying hoarsely, and said to Qian's father: "Uncle Qian, the matching matter, the bone marrow Is there any news from Ku?"

"No……"

Qian Guozhong hugged his head in pain: "I'm really useless, I'm a useless man!"

"Uncle Qian..."

Jian Anran patted Qian Guozhong's back comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "Is there no news from the Qi family?"

Hearing this, Qian Guozhong was shocked.

He glanced at his wife who was still crying bitterly, and said to Jane Anran: "Let's go over there and talk."

"it is good."

Jian Anran got up, and walked to the window of the waiting room with Qian Guozhong.

Qian Guozhong cut to the chase: "How do you know that Qi Xiaoping is Xiaohui's match?"

Jian Anran: "Qi Xiaoping and Xiaohui's white blood cell matching report was sent to the front desk of your company by me pretending to be a courier brother."

"really……"

Qian Guozhong let out a long breath.

He held Jian Anran's hands tightly and said, "Thank you for doing so much for Xiaohui."

"He is my friend," Jane Anran said, "Friends should help each other."

"but……"

"The Qi family won't let Qi Xiaoping be Xiaohui's donor?"

Qian Guozhong bowed his head and said in a low voice: "After confirming that the matching report you sent me is true, I immediately went to Qi Anyang's office to beg him to save my son's life. Play Tai Chi with me, let me wait. If you still can't wait for the second match after a year, you will suggest Qi Xiaoping go to the hospital to be Xiaohui's donor..."

"really!"

Jian Anran sneered: "Uncle Qian, do you think Xiaohui can wait another year?"

"I can't bear to let Xiaohui wait for even a day, let alone a year! But what can I do!"

Qian Guozhong shed tears again: "I know that there are often donors who regret after the matching is successful, so I am ready to spend money to buy the matching person to nod in the morning. If 100 million is not enough, then 200 million, if 200 million is not enough, then 300 million... …the worst outcome is going bankrupt and selling the house!”

"Uncle Qian..."

"But I never expected that the first match we could find for Xiaohui was actually Qi Xiaoping!"

Qian Guozhong looked at Jian Anran helplessly: "The Qi family is not short of money, no matter how much money I spend, I can't get Qi Xiaoping to agree to be a donor to Xiaohui! Besides waiting, waiting for the second match to appear, When the Qi family suddenly realizes their conscience, wait... wait..."

"Uncle Qian, stop talking, I know you are suffering."

Jian Anran looked at this man in his early forties with pity, his temples turned gray from the torture of life.

There is nothing he can do but wait!

Qian Guozhong also felt that he was useless.

He wiped away his tears, took out his mobile phone, and called Qi Anyang on the spot.

Jian Anran knew that Qian Guozhong's Qi family was utterly disappointed, but she still held the last sliver of luck and stood aside, silent.

The call was connected quickly.

Qian Guozhong briefly introduced his son's situation and Qi Anyang, and begged, "Mr. Qi, I'm afraid our Xiaohui won't be able to wait until a year later. Can you look at my love for the company for so many years? Persuading your son to come to the hospital to be my son’s donor? I heard from the doctor that after the donation is confirmed, both the donor and the recipient need to prepare for mobilization for at least a month. I’m afraid..."

Qian Guozhong's voice stopped suddenly, and his face gradually turned cold.

3 minutes later--

Qian Guozhong endured the fire-breathing anger, and said to the other end of the phone: "...I'm sorry to bother you, I offended you."

Then, he hung up the phone and slammed the phone against the wall with his backhand.

"Go to NMD!"

Jian Anran retrieved the phone for him, and asked softly, "Uncle Qian, what's the matter with you?"

"No... nothing..."

Qian Guozhong smiled forcedly.

Jian Anran: "Rejected by Mr. Qi? But this is also expected."

"..."

Qian Guozhong remained silent.

Jian Anran raised her head, as if talking to herself: "Qi Xiaoping and I are schoolmates, and we were helped by his family when we entered school, but now the only thing I want to do is to double the tuition fees paid by Qi's family together with the principal and interest." Give him back..."

"why?"

"Because paying back the money is easier than paying back the kindness of Qi's family," Jian Anran said, "I don't want to be treated as Qi Xiaoping's follower anymore, and I don't want to be humiliated by him in public just because everything doesn't go according to Qi Xiaoping's wishes. , call me a white-eyed wolf!"

Jian Anran continued: "I heard that someone reported to the superior supervision department last month that Qi'an Real Estate's projects were shoddy. Maybe Qi Xiaoping blamed me for worrying about this matter, but so what? I owe The Qi family has money, not dignity! I have no obligation to be Qi Xiaoping's sandbag and bear all his dissatisfaction and negative emotions."

"What I owe is money...not dignity..."

Qian Guozhong was thoughtful.

Seeing that Qian Guozhong had come to his senses, Jian Anran sat down beside Madam Qian, comforted her, and waited with her.

……

……

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the operating room finally opened.

The Qian family rushed forward: "Doctor! Is my son okay now?"

"The operation was a success," said the doctor. "The patient will wake up in two hours."

"awesome!"

Madam Qian was so excited that her eye circles turned red again.

Doctor: "But don't be too optimistic. His condition is getting worse. If he can't wait for a match within half a year..."

"do not talk!"

Madam Qian cried and begged.

Qian Guozhong also had a dejected look on his face, as if he had been cut a thousand times with a blunt knife and then fried in oil with salt.

The doctor knew that the Qian family couple was in pain, and after comforting them, they sent them back to the ward to see their son.

Qian Guozhong and his wife returned to the ward with tears in their eyes.

Jane Anran walks with her.

……

While Xiaohui woke up, Qi Anyang's secretary was ordered by his boss to come to the hospital to condolences to Qian Guozhong and his wife.

Qian Guozhong squeezed out a blunt smile, and accepted Qi Anyang's secretary to deliver the comfort. After the secretary left, he immediately threw away all the flower baskets and so on.

"hypocritically!"

Madam Qian didn't understand, so she said, "Honey, why did you—"

"Nothing! Annoyed!"

Qian Guozhong took out a cigarette: "I'm going to smoke a cigarette. When Xiaohui wakes up, call me."

"it is good."

Madam Qian watched her husband leave, and said to Jian Anran who was waiting with her, "Little Jane, you have been tired all day, go to the lounge for a while."

Jane Anran shook her head: "I'm not tired."

"That can't—"

Madam Qian was about to persuade Jian Anran to go to rest, when she suddenly looked up and saw a flashy man standing at the door of the ward: "You are..."

"I'm Little Jane's cousin!"

Jiang Cheng walked into the ward, put down the flowers in his arms, and said to Xiaohui who was still sleeping on the bed: "It's so pitiful..."

Jian Anran's face turned dark.

Before Jiang Cheng finished his polite words, he dragged Jiang Cheng out of the ward under the pretext of "accompanying his cousin for a walk".

After leaving the ward, Jiang Cheng flattered him as usual: "Little cutie..."

"To shut up!"

Jian Anran rolled her eyes and killed Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng kept silent.

Jian Anran said: "You were still in City A last night, why did you—"

"I have a private jet."

Jiang Cheng smiled, showing shark-like teeth.

Jian Anran was speechless, scolded "evil capitalist", and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Take you home."

Jiang Cheng answered fluently.

"I have fallen out with my second uncle and aunt, and it is impossible to go back to that house."

"NONONO!"

Jiang Cheng shook his finger and said, "The home I'm talking about is your home in City A, which is also my home."

Jian Anran raised her eyes, and looked at Jiang Cheng like an idiot: "Having a cousin who jumped out of a rock is bad enough, but you still want me to treat your house as mine!"

"But that's really your home..."

Jiang Cheng scratched his head aggrievedly: "Your mother is my father's sister with the same father and mother. After my grandfather, your grandfather, pays his respects, half of all my family's property will be given to you. This is the law. Don't you think so?" I can't admit it!"

"I've seen countless cases where brothers and sisters went to court in order to get more inheritance, and this is the first time I've seen you who try every means to force people to go home and share the money..."

Jian Anran complained about Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng smiled: "Even if the whole world is mercenary, there will inevitably be a few strange things in a family of billions. Cutie, do you want to go back with your cousin to see your strange but loving grandpa's house?"

"In no mood!"

Jane Anran flatly refused.

Jiang Cheng's face suddenly stretched for a long time: "How can you treat me like this! Tens of billions of property can't make you fall in love?"

"Sorry, I'm really not interested."

Jane Anran spoke with a lack of interest.

He suddenly thought of another disgusting thing just now: In the original book, Mr. Jiang gave tens of billions of property to "I" and Qi Xiaoping's children. Is the old man doing this really just because the baby looks like his daughter?