Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"What did you say!"

Song Ci's voice became sharp and mean, "Mu Qiu, this joke is not funny."

Mu Qiu sympathized with Song Ci, "Sister, you are so stupid."

Mu Qiu said: "Actually, the fire was not an accident. Back then, when my condition worsened and I couldn't find a matching heart, my father had to give me Song Fei's heart. Anyway, she was in a vegetative state and would not wake up. When people discovered all this, Dad set a fire in the middle of the night and destroyed Song Fei's body."

Hearing Mu Qiu's words, Song Ci's mind was buzzing non-stop, all of her strength was instantly drained, and even her standing was a little unsteady.

Is my sister killed by them?

Looking at Mu Qiu's beautiful appearance, and thinking of the fate of her sister's innocent and tragic death, a monstrous anger suddenly erupted in Song Ci's body.

"You die for me!"

Song Ci picked up the vase on the table and was about to smash it on Mu Se's head. As soon as her fingers lifted the vase, before she had time to throw it out, her wrist was caught by a strong hand from Kong Wu.

Wrist pain.

Song Ci angrily turned her head to look, a black and sharp shadow was printed in her red eyes.

Mu Mian stood behind Song Ci, his handsome and gentle face, in Song Ci's eyes, was no longer as amiable and amiable, but instead looked disgusting.

"Song Ci, give me the vase." Mu Mian's tone was gloomy, with a strong warning.

Seeing Mu Mian and thinking of Mu Mian's care and dedication to him in the past ten years, Song Ci was aggrieved and sad, and tears welled up in his eyes. Clenching her fists tightly, Song Ci questioned Mu Mian, "Is it true what Mu Qiu said?"

Mu Mian glanced at Mu Qiu on the bed.

Mu Qiu calmly told Mu Mian: "Dad, I already told her."

Mu Mian frowned, as if blaming Mu Qiu for making his own decisions. Sensing that the woman's wrist was struggling in the palm of his hand, Mu Mian's gaze fell on Song Ci's face again.

Staring at Song Ci's tearful face, Mu Mian's lips moved twice.

After all, it was the child she had raised for nearly 20 years, and Mu Mian also loved her a little bit. But when he thought that his own daughter would die if she didn't replace her heart, Mu Mian's heart became cold again.

Mu Mian and his wife Du Tingting have only one daughter, Mu Qiu. His wife died seven years ago, and Mu Qiu is his only sustenance.

He can no longer lose his only relative.

"Sorry, Song Ci, I can't watch Qiu'er die."

These words blurted out from Mu Mian's mouth, and the vase in Song Ci's hand also fell and shattered all over the ground.

Song Ci roared at Mu Mian: "Your daughter must live, so should my sister die?"

Mu Mian defended in a low voice: "She is in a vegetative state, and the doctor also decided that she will not wake up again."

"Then you can dissect her body and dig out her heart!"

Mu Mian remained silent.

He had nothing to say, it was the truth.

Song Ci looked at Mu Mian with resentment, she smiled desperately, pressed her chest, and asked Mu Mian with tears: "So now, you have to take my heart to save Mu Qiu, right? "

Mu Mian lowered his head, and after a while, he squeezed out a voice between his lips and teeth: "I'm sorry"

Mu Mian's apology made Song Ci feel chills.

Therefore, what Mu Qiu said was true, Mu Mian really wanted to take her heart to save his own daughter, and her sister was also killed by Mu Mian!

Song Ci suddenly remembered something.

When she was 20 years old, Mu Mian was very interested in organ donation for a period of time. She also went to Wangdongcheng Red Cross Society for consultation and got back an application form for organ donation after death.

Song Ci accidentally saw the application form that Mu Mian put on the desk.

Song Ci experienced a major earthquake and was rescued by the People's Liberation Army. Later, she was fortunate enough to be adopted by the Mu family. Song Ci always lived with a grateful heart. She has always wanted to contribute something to the society, so after seeing the organ donation application form on Mu Mian's desk, Song Ci also had the idea of ​​donating organs.

Later, she really went to get a form, applying to donate all organs after death to save the lives of strangers.

Now that I think about it, where is Mu Mian a righteous and selfless person? It was just Mu Mian's trick to lure her to sign the organ donation letter in order to successfully take her heart and perform an operation on Mu Qiu after her death!

After thinking about everything, Song Ci's heart was twisted like a knife, and a mouthful of blood spit out from her mouth on the spot.

Song Ci staggered back two steps. She leaned her back against the wall and looked up at Mu Mian, her body wrapped in a layer of ill-will surging from hell. "Mu Mian, Mu Qiu, you will be punished!"

Song Ci swore unwillingly: "Even if I die, even if I turn into a ghost, I will ask you for my life!"

Mu Mian frowned and shot quickly, knocking Song Ci dizzy with one palm.

Four days later.

"Mr. Han, eyes that have just had their corneas replaced cannot adapt to harsh light. Open your eyes slowly."

Hearing Director Chun Chun's advice, Han Zhan nodded slightly.

The man's curled eyelashes trembled a few times before slowly opening. It was a pair of gray-blue eyes, with different shades of radial gray-blue rays on the blue eyeballs, and the pupils were clear and intoxicating, like an endless vortex, which made people addicted.

Han Zhan stared at the pot of orange-red Clivia on the window sill of the ward. For the past year, all he could see was darkness. When he finally regained his sight, Han Zhan was a little lost looking at this colorful world.

Seeing Han Zhan staring at the windowsill in a daze, his expression neither happy nor sad, there was a hint of worry on the director's face. He held his breath and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Han, can you still see?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "No, I can see it." Even more clearly than before the injury and blindness.

After confirming that the operation was effective, the director left with confidence.

As soon as the director left, Li Li pushed open the door and entered, "The operation was a success, congratulations to the boss for seeing the light again."

Han Zhan asked directly, "Where's the data?"

"Here." Li Li handed the data bag to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan lowered his head and opened the information bag, when he heard Li Li say: "After investigation, the person who donated your cornea is a woman. Her name is Song Ci, 32 years old, from Wangdongcheng. She died three days ago. The reason is a car accident. Because she signed a body organ donation form before her death, her cornea can be used by you."

After speaking, Li Li realized that the boss's expression was wrong.

Li Li was a little surprised. He stopped talking, looked at Han Zhan and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Boss?"

Han Zhan finally raised his head. He stared at Li Li, and questioned word by word, "What's her name?"

Li Li replied uncertainly, "Song Ci."

Han Zhan's heart suddenly felt a dull pain.

How could it be her?