DF Chapter 78
by VolareChapter 78 Everything Was Arranged by That Sheng Jia Child.
Time passed second by second. When Song Ningqiu came out of the blood test room, her expression carried a hint of confusion and incomprehension.
Song Ji’an, who had been standing blankly at the door, almost immediately rushed over, “Mom, how are you?”
Song Ningqiu quickly composed herself, and said to her helplessly, “My blood isn’t a match.”
“Ah?” A trace of bewilderment appeared in Song Ji’an’s eyes, “What do we do then?”
Song Ningqiu patiently explained to her, “Just now, the head nurse and I posted a request for help in the patient’s family group. Some family members have already volunteered to donate blood and should arrive soon.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a series of rapid footsteps came from the end of the corridor. It was a young girl with a ponytail. She was in a hurry and was still a little out of breath when she reached the operating room.
The nurse who had accompanied Song Ningqiu to draw blood earlier came out again to confirm the girl’s information and then hurriedly led her back into the operating room, not even giving Song Ji’an and the others a chance to thank her.
This time, the girl spent even longer inside than Song Ningqiu. When the head nurse saw her out, her complexion was still normal. She even smiled and said to the people waiting outside, “My blood type is a perfect match with the patient. I will definitely be able to help her.”
“Thank you,” Song Ji’an grasped her hand, and said earnestly, “Thank you so much. If you ever need any help in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask, so that I can also help you.”
Faced with Song Ji’an’s gratitude, the girl subconsciously took a step back. She scratched her head and said truthfully, “Actually, I came to donate blood this time because of the high reward.”
This was also the reason she ran so fast. She was indeed a little short on money right now. Being able to solve her immediate needs with a blood donation that wouldn’t harm her health was a good thing for her.
“I know,” Song Ji’an wasn’t stupid. The nurse initially only contacted the blood donation volunteer group because that was the standard procedure. To request someone from the patient’s family group like this, it was necessary to offer money.
If they hadn’t been unable to find a suitable blood type, they wouldn’t have used this somewhat arrogant method.
But that didn’t mean money alone could express her gratitude.
“What I said earlier was also serious,” Saying this, Song Ji’an took out her phone and exchanged contact information with the girl.
“My name is Qin Qiao,” Qin Qiao didn’t refuse. She was a very outgoing person. When she arrived on this floor, she had already noticed from their clothing that everyone sitting here was wealthy and powerful. As an ordinary person, she wouldn’t reject such an opportunity for the sake of face.
Song Ji’an carefully noted her name.
Qin Qiao didn’t stay long and quickly said goodbye and went downstairs.
The surgery lasted nearly four hours. It wasn’t until dawn that Sheng Jia was pushed out of the operating theater.
Song Ji’an, Julia, and Meng Yeran decided to stay and keep her company. Song Ningqiu glanced at the fatigued Fu Minglang, and asked with concern, “Shall I send you back first?”
Fu Minglang waved her hand, “I’ll stay here and see how Sheng Jia is doing. After all, she’s a kid I brought out. I have to take responsibility for something like this happening.”
After Sheng Jia was safely wheeled out of the operating room, Song Ji’an, her rationality returned, persuaded, “You should go back and rest. We young ones can take care of Sheng Jia. The doctor said that she won’t wake up until tomorrow anyway. It won’t do any good for you to stay here.”
Fu Minglang didn’t stubbornly insist. She pondered for a moment and nodded.
Maintaining good lifestyle habits was a daily routine for someone like her who wanted to live a long life. But in the past half-year, she had stayed up late a few times for Sheng Jia’s sake. Even if she didn’t stay by Sheng Jia’s side tonight, it would still be a sleepless night.
After Song Ningqiu walked out of the blood test room, Fu Minglang didn’t deliberately examine her. It wasn’t until the two of them got into the car that she gave the other woman a slight glance.
“What’s wrong?” Fu Minglang asked bluntly.
Slightly absent-minded, Song Ningqiu smiled apologetically, “I was thinking about something. It’s nothing major.”
Outside the car window, it was already pitch black. The private hospital was also in the suburbs, and there weren’t even any streetlights on the road back to the main city area, which made Song Ningqiu’s expression somewhat indistinct.
The events that had occurred tonight still needed to be discussed and dealt with in consultation with Opter. In reality, both of their phones were still filled with a lot of information, but neither Fu Minglang nor Song Ningqiu were in the mood to deal with it at the moment.
It wasn’t until the driver pulled up to Fu Minglang’s residence here that the two separated, and they were finally able to reveal their most genuine emotions from tonight in a completely safe environment.
Fu Minglang’s residence was a small villa. When she received the news that she was coming home, Ru Ping had already been waiting at home, prepared to report on the situation tonight, but Fu Minglang simply waved her hand. She looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, at the car that hadn’t left yet, still silently parked outside her courtyard.
“What’s wrong?” Ru Ping asked.
Fu Minglang only snorted coldly. She deeply stared out the window. After a long time, she said softly, “Everything was arranged by that Sheng Jia child.”
Ru Ping didn’t understand, but clearly Fu Minglang didn’t want to discuss this question further. Just being forced to help by Sheng Jia in a critical moment tonight was enough to annoy her. She really couldn’t imagine that Sheng Jia would use such a violent method to uncover everything. But she had already been dragged onto the thief ship and could only quietly wait for the development of events.
And also wait for Song Ningqiu to thoroughly investigate everything.
While in the car downstairs, Song Ningqiu also relaxed her expression. She lightly furrowed her brows, recalling what had happened in the blood test room tonight.
The confusion she had shown when she walked out of the blood test room earlier wasn’t fake. The only reason for a blood matching failure in a blood transfusion was a failed cross-matching test.
There were many reasons for a routine test failure. However, her blood and Sheng Jia’s blood had produced a hemolytic reaction, at which time the nurse showed an extremely surprised expression.
“Didn’t you know that blood transfusions between relatives can’t be done? It could produce hemolysis,” the nurse had told her.
Song Ningqiu paused slightly, and then explained, “We’re not relatives.”
The nurse revealed an embarrassed expression, and reassured her, “I’m sorry, I made assumptions. This kind of reaction can also occur between non-relatives. There are many possible reasons for a hemolytic reaction.”
But the nurse’s expression had already clearly told Song Ningqiu that, based on her professional qualities and the examination she had just performed on Sheng Jia, she had made a subconscious judgment that she and Sheng Jia might be relatives.
This judgment had its basis.
But Song Ningqiu didn’t delve into this matter. There was nothing more urgent than saving Sheng Jia’s life. Right now, apart from her, there was no one else present who could donate blood for Sheng Jia. And when she herself couldn’t donate blood at this moment, she could only choose outside help.
So, she relied on a 100,000 reward to request help from the hospital’s patient family group.
But her not delving into this matter in front of the nurse didn’t mean that she really wasn’t going to delve into it.
Even though she had already seen Sheng Jia’s information at Fu Minglang’s place, it had only been a brief look. She always did things meticulously. She needed to find out whether she and Sheng Jia actually had a familial relationship. If so, where did this bizarre relationship come from, and were there any secrets behind it?
She was perceptive enough and could even feel that the events that had occurred tonight were too coincidental. She always felt that there was something unusual about it.
For this reason, when she walked out of the blood test room, she had specifically observed Fu Minglang’s expression, who had the deepest entanglement with Sheng Jia at the time.
Unfortunately, she had gained nothing, almost making her feel that she had seen too much deceit in the business world for many years, to the point that she was too mentally sensitive.
Clearing the complex thoughts in her mind took some time. It wasn’t until a full ten minutes had passed that Song Ningqiu instructed the driver in front to drive. Soon, she returned to the hotel.
Sitting on the sofa, she called Liu Xing, Song Ji’an’s personal driver.
The call was quickly connected. Although Song Ji’an had already graduated, she had already made plans to stay in Jingjiang for most of the summer vacation. Therefore, Auntie Liu and Auntie Zhou were still staying in the villa to take care of her.
Liu Xing hadn’t rested when Song Ningqiu called. In order to take care of Song Ji’an, she went to sleep after 2:00 AM every day, which she had already become accustomed to over the years.
“Madam Song? What’s the matter?”
Song Ningqiu pondered for a moment, and then said to the other end, “In three days, help me investigate all of Sheng Jia’s information.”
Upon hearing this, Liu Xing paused slightly. Her tone carried a hint of surprise, “Is she Ji’an’s friend?”
“That’s right,” Song Ningqiu said, “I want to know about her family’s relatives for three generations, including distant relatives, with a focus on investigating the maternal side.”
Liu Xing had followed the Song family for many years and already knew what she could ask and what she couldn’t ask. When Song Ningqiu issued the order, even though she was somewhat puzzled in her heart, she still responded with a “yes.”
“I will send you the information in about three days,” Liu Xing replied respectfully.
“No, don’t send it to me. I should be attending a summit in Shanghai in three days. You come directly to report to me,” saying this, Song Ningqiu paused slightly, and instructed, “Don’t tell Ji’an about this.”
After Liu Xing responded with a “yes” again, Song Ningqiu pressed the hang-up button.
And her second phone call was made again at eight o’clock the next morning.
This time, the voice that answered the phone was much older. The expression on Song Ningqiu’s face was serious. Even through the phone, she was quite respectful towards the other party.
“Aunt Wang, I want to ask you a favor.”
Aunt Wang asked faintly on the other end, “What is it?”
“I would like to ask you to help me investigate the blood relations of my family for more than three generations, and find out where these people are now, what kind of work they are doing, and what their life experiences are,” Song Ningqiu said in much detail, “I know that since my mother left, you have also left Song’s Group and may not be willing to do this, but this time I really need your help. And for something like investigating the foundation of my family, I can only trust you.”
“What happened?” Aunt Wang’s tone became serious.
“I can’t explain it for the time being,” Song Ningqiu didn’t plan to tell the elder about her suspicions. For something like this, she had to find out the complete truth first.
Aunt Wang was silent for a long time before responding with a “yes,” “Okay, when do you need it?”
Song Ningqiu: “Two days, is that okay?”
Aunt Wang replied, “Alright.”
After saying that, she took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Listening to the dial tone in the phone, Song Ningqiu was somewhat helpless. She was even thinking of asking about the other party’s health, but the other party clearly didn’t give her any chance to speak.
Aunt Wang’s original name was Wang Qiuhui. She was an old veteran who had followed Song Yumei in building an empire and securing the inheritance rights of Song’s Heavy Industry. The friendship between the two of them was a completely different kind of friendship from that of Fu Minglang.
She had always had a cold and unyielding temperament and was too lazy to talk to people too much. She had always been independent throughout her life, and her only friend was probably Song Yumei.
After Song Yumei passed away, she only occasionally called to care about Song Ningqiu and Song Ji’an, because this was Song Yumei’s entrustment before her death.
If she had to find someone to help her search for whether her mother’s side had any relatives left outside, then only she was trustworthy enough for Song Ningqiu to feel at ease.
But according to Wang Qiuhui’s temperament, at the first moment she knew about the matter, she would probably predict that Sheng Jia might have ulterior motives because of the numerous coincidences tonight, deliberately approaching Song Ji’an, and then plotting all of this.
Song Ningqiu knew her own Aunt Wang’s temperament too well. She always liked to think of everything in the worst possible way, and would probably put it into practice, directly turning Sheng Jia upside down, not leaving any threats around her old friend’s daughter and granddaughter.
This was also the reason why Song Ningqiu didn’t plan to tell her about the matter.
The sky outside the window had completely cooled down. Song Ningqiu had been dealing with the matters of the Opter auction all night. The Meng family’s initial reaction, of course, was to suppress the accident, and in fact, they had suppressed it.
But while the reporters outside the door couldn’t talk nonsense, the guests at the banquet couldn’t be controlled. Although the subsequent auction was still held normally, the matter of the chandelier falling and hitting the VIP at the banquet still spread like wildfire, and even went viral because of the police’s involvement.
For the Song family and the Sheng family, they didn’t need to deal with this matter. At most, they would suppress the names of Song Ji’an and Sheng Jia. The only thing they had to do was to fully demand accountability.
Even though they were good friends with the Meng family for many years, they would never show any mercy in such a situation. They needed a satisfactory answer.
Song Ningqiu blinked her sore eyes, put down her phone, and walked to the window and pulled open the curtains.
But in her mind, when she relaxed, what she thought of was the test tube filled with pink and red in the blood test room.
That was too intense a hemolytic reaction.
So intense that it seemed to be shouting from top to bottom—Song Ningqiu and Sheng Jia had an extraordinary relationship.