he needed to be observed for another two days, but looking at the medical expenses, Towards Evening still dragged her feverish body out of the hospital.Although Dream's salary at the hotel wasn't low,...The doctor and nurse wheeled Xiang Jian Guo out. He lay on the gurney with his eyes closed, looking very weak, a far cry from the prosperous chairman of the Xiang Group he once was.

"How is he" Xiangwan asked.

The doctor said, “We’ve already replaced his heart. He’ll need to stay in the hospital for another week to monitor for rejection. If it’s not severe, he can go home. But he'll still need to take some immunosuppressants.”

"Thanks for your help," Xiang Wan let out a sigh of relief.

This time, Dad got a new heart. He shouldn't have any more medical issues from now on.

"You're welcome, it's our job," the doctor sighed. "You should be thanking the person who donated the heart. He was working on a construction site and fell to his death. The site didn't offer any compensation. His father is just a farmer, so life hasn't been easy for him."

"Could you give me your contact information" Her father no longer had to worry about his heart, but the other person was gone.

The doctor shook his head, "I don't have his contact information either, but he's outside room 1423 on a bed right now. You can go take a look."

After thanking repeatedly,向晚 went out with Lin NaLu to buy a bouquet of flowers and together they went to ward 1423.

The corridor was lined with beds, and the people lying on them had vacant stares. They were alive, but they seemed as though they were already dead.

Many were accompanied by relatives, but their expressions were still downcast. Some were alone, with no one by their side.

On the left side of the door to Room 1423, there was a bed with a large blood stain on the sheets. A dark-skinned farm worker sat on it.

He was dressed in work clothes, stained with both dirt and blood. His thin face was etched with tear tracks.

Toward Evening held a bouquet of flowers in her hands and walked towards him. She had already thought about the words of thanks along the way, but at this moment she couldn't say a single word.

It was the peasant worker who saw her, wiped the tears from his face, and spoke first, " benefactor, I see you again! What brings you here"

Lin Nana looked at Xiang Wan.

After thinking for a while, Yua remembered that she had donated the proceeds from her last birthday present to farm workers. She had once met this farmer in the hospital, and he had even knelt down to thank her at the time.

"Was it your son who passed away"

The farmworker wiped away his tears, choked up and said: "My youngest son! He just got into college. This winter vacation he came back to work on the construction site with me, hoping to earn some tuition!"

"I tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't listen. So I brought him along. Who knew that construction site had an unstable scaffold He fell down, and when we got to the hospital, they said we didn't have enough money. They couldn't save him."

He covered his face with his hands, calloused and stained black with dirt, and wept bitterly.

向晚 looked over, her heart not feeling very good. "My condolences," she said.

The peasant worker cried for a long time before finally stopping. "People die and can't be brought back to life, I know that. It's just this matter, I really don't know how to tell his mother! He was fine when he left, then..."

He choked back tears, unable to speak.

Lin Nalu opened her bag and took out a few tissues, handing them to him.

When his emotions had calmed down somewhat, A-Wei comforted him for a while before finally saying: "Your son's donated heart was given to my father. Thank you."

She bowed deeply, expressing her sincere gratitude.

The old man quickly helped her up, "No need to thank me, no need to thank me! This is karma, you helped me last time, and this time my son helped your father, it's considered repaying the favor."

He said, “This damn boss, to save money, he bought cheap scaffolding. This is not treating human life as valuable!” His voice trembled as he spoke.

"Okay, give me your phone number and I'll find you a lawyer to sue that construction site boss," Xiang Wan said.

Upon hearing this, the old man expressed his deepest gratitude and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Xiang Wan and Lin Na Lu quickly helped him up.

"It's not a big deal at all, please don't say that." Lin Nalù said, "Your son is the one who really caused us trouble this time. Even if you want to say thank you, we should be the ones thanking you."

The old man sighed, "When my youngest son died, he said he wanted to donate all his organs."

He was emotionally broken, almost speechless.

"My condolences." Xiang Wan took out a bank card, "I'll text you the bank card password in a moment. This money is enough for you and your spouse to use. Just don't go out to work anymore."

The old man saw the bank card and immediately became angry, "I'm doing a good deed, not selling children's bodies! What do you want money from me for"

"Uncle, please don't misunderstand. My sister also thinks that you work hard and that's why she gave you the money. There's absolutely no other meaning to it." Lin Nalulu explained while winking at Xiang Wan, signaling her to put the bank card away.

Instead of taking it back,向晚 handed the bank card to the old man. "I didn't say you sold your child," she said, "But nowadays, the expenses for marrying a daughter-in-law in the countryside are quite high. You said he was your youngest son, so you must have other sons as well"

"I don't need this money to bury the dead! My son can still get a wife! If you insist on giving me money, I will be truly angry!" The old man roared.

Lin Nana frowned and glanced at Xiang Wan, she could only put the bank card away.

"You get me a lawyer, one who'll fight for my little son and get him justice. That would be the best way to repay her heart!" The old man saw that she put away the bank card, the anger on his face vanished, replaced by sadness.

向晚 wrote down the old man's phone number and arranged a place for him to stay before returning to Xiang Jian Guo's ward with Lin Na Lu.

"Get out! I don't want to see you!" Xiang Jianguo was sitting on the bed drinking water when he saw Xiang Wan enter, his face immediately changed.

Lin Na Lu counseled, “Dad, Mom's death is something no one wants, and this matter really isn't Wan Wan's fault!”

"Get out! Do you hear me" Xiang Jianguo gasped for breath, hurling the cup at Xiang Wan.

Xiang Wan tilted her head to dodge, her expression bland. "Mom's gone now, and you haven't changed at all. No matter what happens, you still habitually push the blame onto others."

The cup shattered on the floor with a loud crash.

Toward Jian Guo, enraged, his face flushed red and he trembled as he stood up, snatching a vase from beside him ready to smash it.

"Put the vase down, I'll walk myself." Xiang Wan didn't look at him again, turning to leave, "I won't see you again unless you die."

Xiang Jian Guo watched her leave, his expression shifting from anger to bewilderment and finally settling into a mix of pain and regret.

He threw the vase onto the bed and slumped to the floor, powerless.

Everything he did was just to prove to Jingyun that she hadn't made a mistake choosing him!

But now she's gone, and no matter how much he does, how well he does it, what difference does it make It can't change anything. She's dead and still hates him for this!

"Dad," Lin Nalu frowned, and walked over to help him.

Toward Jian Guo, she flung away her hand and said wearily, "Don't worry about me, just go. I want to be alone."

"Then you get some rest." Lin Nalu sighed and walked out.

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