The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

Lu Shouxin was, after all, a child. Due to the shock and blood loss, he passed out before he even reached the hospital.

This made He Youran extremely anxious.

Because of Lu Shouxin’s special blood type, He Youran had always protected him well since a young age. But today, He Nantian, that bastard, cut a long gash on his neck!

Even though He Youran gave Lu Shouxin an emergency dressing, the bleeding did not stop completely. By the time the hospital asked the doctor to examine Lu Shouxin, the hem of his clothes that was wrapped around Lu Shouxin’s neck was almost completely soaked in his blood.

“Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, young master has lost too much blood and needs a blood transfusion…”

The doctor in charge of Lu Shouxin’s examination said.

This was the worst possible outcome!

He Youran was extremely anxious.

What should she do!

Rhnull blood type was scarce everywhere, and the hospital basically didn’t have any blood bags in stock!

“Then let’s do a blood transfusion!” Lu Qingzhuo was even more anxious than He Youran.

“Young master’s blood type is a little special, and our hospital doesn’t have enough blood bags in stock,” the Doctor said awkwardly.

“Then call all the people in imperial capital who have the same blood type in the hospital and tell them that as long as they are willing to donate blood, we’ll pay 50,000 for one milliliter of blood!” Lu Qingzhuo couldn’t stand the doctor’s dawdling and ordered directly.

10 millilitre meant 500,000 yuan. 300 millilitre meant 15 million yuan.

He didn’t believe that no one would donate blood with that much money!

“Yes!”

The doctor quickly got someone to get the name list. After he got it, he dialed the number that was first.

Pang Zhong’s phone immediately rang.

He Youran and Lu Qingzhuo, who were burning with anxiety, were both stunned. They looked at Pang Zhong at the same time.

Pang Zhong was also stunned for a moment before he remembered to answer the phone.

He took out two cell phones from his pocket. The one that was ringing was a pure black custom-made cell phone that looked expensive.

It was Lu Qingzhuo’s public cell phone.

Pang Zhong was Lu Qingzhuo’s personal servant and was responsible for all of his travel matters. Of course, this also included work matters. When people who were not that close called Lu Qingzhuo, they would usually call Pang Zhong and let him transfer the call.

At this moment, the words “Imperial capital’s number one hospital” were jumping on the black screen.

“Shouxin, is it Rhnull Blood Type?” Lu Qingzhuo asked uncertainly.

“Yes, this blood type is very rare…” The doctor was about to continue when he suddenly reacted.

Lu Shouxin was Lu Qingzhuo’s son. Their blood types should be the same!

It was just that Lu Shouxin’s identity was only made public, so the doctor did not react for a moment.

Moreover, Lu Qingzhuo was the son of a wealthy family, and everything related to him was classified as s-class confidential documents. The doctor really did not expect that a single call from him would actually reach Lu Qingzhuo’s public phone!

“Take me to get a blood transfusion.”

Lu Qingzhuo said without hesitation.

His blood type was very special, and the people of the Lu family had always prevented him from getting hurt. They had also prepared quite a number of “blood bags” for him. Although there was a “blood bag” in imperial capital, Lu Shouxin was his son. Lu Shouxin needed blood, and he would not let him off the hook.

Moreover…

Perhaps there really was some sort of fate?

Lu Qingzhuo’s eyes were gentle as he looked at the child laying on the hospital bed.

By chance, Lu Shouxin had become his son. He had originally thought that they were only father and son in name, but now, Lu Shouxin’s body was about to flow with his blood.

Even if Lu Shouxin was not his biological son, at this moment, he still had a special joy and impulse.

That kind of blood connection made him excited.