After signing the papers, Nan Yu finally raised the crucial question.
She asked the nurse, "Is there enough blood in the blood bank now?"
The nurse had just said that Qu Jiaran was currently in a critical situation due to massive bleeding.
It would take time to stop the bleeding. Without a new supply of blood, even if the surgery was successful, Qu Jiaran would die after the operation due to excessive blood loss.
The nurse nodded. "Miss Qu's situation is special. The doctor made arrangements in advance before the surgery and prepared emergency blood packs that match her blood type."
Nan Yu let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Qu Jiaran might not be bent on seeking death. She probably had simulated all the potential risks and accidents that could occur during the surgery with the doctor before it started.
That meant she still had a will to live.
Unexpectedly, soon the nurse came out again, looking more solemn than before. "The situation is not looking good now. Miss Qu's bleeding won't stop, and the blood from the blood bank is running out. Do any of you have blood that can be transfused to Miss Qu?"
Qi Zhu dashed forward and rolled up his sleeve. "Nurse, draw my blood. I can donate blood to the eldest miss."
Nan Yu felt a twinge in her heart when she saw this.
His impulsive action made the nurse pause for a moment, and then she gave him a half - amused look. "Young man, it's not that simple. We have to check if the blood types match."
Qi Zhu looked embarrassed. "I never went to school..."
His family was poor, and there was no money for him to go to school. He had been trained as a fighter at a young age. All he had was his reassuringly muscular body.
He didn't know that blood transfusion required matching blood types. All he knew was his responsibility to save the eldest miss.
The nurse said, "Miss Qu has Rh - negative blood. We need to find a non - related donor with the same blood type."
Qi Zhu turned around and was about to go look for one when Nan Yu called him back.
Qi Zhu looked anxious. "Miss Nan, we can't waste any time. I need to find someone with the same blood type as the eldest miss. Please wait until I come back if you have something to say."
Nan Yu could tell that Qi Zhu was genuinely worried about Qu Jiaran.
She reached out and patted Qi Zhu on the shoulder, comforting him. "Don't be in a hurry. I have a solution."
While Qi Zhu looked confused, Nan Yu smiled at the nurse. "I have Rh - negative blood. Take me to donate blood."
This was the karmic cycle between her and Qu Jiaran.
Tan Linyuan stood there, his figure tall and solitary, like a tree.
As Nan Yu passed by him, she said softly, "Uncle Tan, I believe that man can conquer nature."
Tan Linyuan remained motionless.
He watched Nan Yu's back as she walked away with the nurse, his emotions surging.
Perhaps this was fate's chance for Qu Jiaran.
It was like a stagnant lake that suddenly rippled because of an external intervention.
It was like when the Monk Wenjing locked the young Tan Linyuan in a room and told him to try his best to open the door.
The Monk Wenjing said that some doors were doomed to remain closed.
But Nan Yu could always open them effortlessly.
Wasn't this also a kind of fate?
However, it wasn't enough for Nan Yu to just claim that her blood type matched. The nurse first retrieved her information and then drew a blood sample for matching before starting to draw her blood.
After the nurse finished drawing her blood, Nan Yu felt extremely sleepy.
The nurse glanced at her pale face. "I'll arrange a hospital ward for you. You can lie down and rest for a while."
Nan Yu supported herself against the wall and stood up. "No need. I'll just sit on the corridor chair and rest for a while."
She couldn't truly relax until she saw Qu Jiaran out of the operating room.
It was like a taut string hanging above her head all the time.
It could fall at any moment.
Whether it was because she was too tense or because she had been exhausted all day, she just leaned against the bench, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Tan Linyuan went to answer a phone call. When he came back, he saw this scene.
Nan Yu's body was tilted, and her chin bobbed. It seemed that she was on the verge of physical exhaustion.
Tan Linyuan walked over and supported her shoulder to prevent her from falling due to gravity.
Nan Yu still didn't wake up. With a support point, her whole body leaned against him.
It was not appropriate to let go, so Tan Linyuan had no choice but to sit down beside her and let her rest on his shoulder.
Qi Zhu was running back and forth. When he saw the two of them still waiting there so late, he said, "Mr. Tan, you should take Miss Nan back to rest first. I'll stay here and watch over."
When the nurse took the blood in just now, there was already good news that the bleeding had stopped. It was said that Qu Jiaran should soon be out of danger.
In this case, there shouldn't be any major problems with the subsequent surgery.
Tan Linyuan turned his head and looked at the sleeping Nan Yu. After a moment of thought, he slowly said, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
Almost effortlessly, Tan Linyuan picked Nan Yu up from the chair.
She was very light, and there was hardly any weight in his arms.
He tried to walk as steadily as possible with each step.
Tan Linyuan carried her into the car, adjusted the seat backrest for her, and fastened her seat belt.
He was always meticulous when it came to taking care of her.
When the car started, he also remembered to turn on the heater to a temperature that Nan Yu would find comfortable.
The hospital corridor was cold, and Nan Yu didn't sleep very soundly. But in the car, the warmth that almost seeped into her bones finally allowed her to sleep peacefully.
In the light of the streetlights outside the car, her face was pale due to blood donation, and her lips slightly parted with her breathing.
Tan Linyuan looked at her for a long time from the side, then finally retracted his gaze and took a deep breath.
He hung his head and sighed as if in frustration.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so flustered like this.
To be more precise, he couldn't even examine his own heart.
When he first realized that the person behind the mask was Nan Yu, his first emotion was not surprise.
Only he knew what kind of mood it was.
If only all his wishes could come true.
...
Driving at the slowest speed all the way, it was already three o'clock in the morning when they arrived at Yenanwan smoothly.
Tan Linyuan got out of the car and exhaled a puff of warm air.
He opened the door on the other side, grabbed her arm, and picked her up from the car again.
The whole action was smooth and seamless.
Nan Yu was very obedient. Her head tilted and rested in his arms.
The temperature outside the car was not as warm as inside. Even though Tan Linyuan had wrapped her in a coat in advance, she instinctively shivered and shrank into his arms.
So he tightened his hold on her and quickened his steps.
The villa was warm, and she wouldn't be woken up by the cold.
Tan Linyuan gently placed Nan Yu on the bedroom bed, afraid of waking her up.
Afraid that she would be uncomfortable while sleeping, he took off her coat and hung it aside.
He did all this without any distractions or other thoughts.
After finishing all this, he sat on the chair beside the bed and looked down at the sleeping person.
She seemed to have some concerns, for her eyebrows were still furrowed in her sleep.
He reached out his hand, wanting to smooth her brows.
The moment he touched her, he suddenly heard a very faint but clear murmur in her dream: "Tan Linyuan..."
Tan Linyuan was stunned, and his fingers trembled involuntarily.
Even in her dream, Nan Yu was calling his name.
He finally realized how big a mistake he had made.