After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

"Humph, my cousin always likes to tease me, so I'm ignoring you!"

Qin Yan pouted, pretending to be angry, turned around and went back to her little sisters, showing off the crystal necklace around her neck, shaking it constantly.

The girls around rushed to praise Lu Huaijin's gift.

However, amid all the praise, Lu Huaijin's heart did not feel the slightest ripple, only a barely perceptible sense of loneliness.

"Master, it turns out that Miss Zhu doesn't particularly like this brand, but Miss Qin has a special liking for it..."

Liu Kuan noticed this and couldn't help feeling a subtle sense of embarrassment.

In order to win the favor of Miss Zhu, Mr. Lu even spent a huge sum of money to buy the entire LK brand and gave her the distinguished treatment of a lifetime membership.

I never thought that all my efforts would go in the opposite direction. The original good intentions now seem so inappropriate.

Perhaps, apart from Miss Qin’s birthday party, Miss Zhu rarely visits LK’s store on weekdays?

Lu Huaijin sat alone in a corner of the party, holding a cigarette in his hand, occasionally flipping through the magazine beside him to kill time, but he couldn't help feeling a little cold in his heart.

This family gathering was not popular because of the huge age gap between Qin Yan's friends.

He always felt like he didn't fit in and could only watch silently from the sidelines.

From time to time, his eyes would drift towards Zhu Feiwan who was not far away, paying attention to her every move.

Zhu Feiwan felt at home among the crowd, and Qin Yan's friends admired her very much.

Especially those girls who love fashion, their eyes were full of admiration when they mentioned Lisa, the celebrity in this year's designer competition. And now they were surprised to find that this person was Zhu Feiwan standing in front of them.

"Sister, we are all Yan'er's friends. Can you help us open a back door? I also want to customize an evening dress designed by you."

one girl pleaded.

"Me too!"

The other girls echoed.

"My sister Yun Ran's designs are not so easy to obtain. This is definitely not something that can be measured by money."

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows complacently.

His words were full of pride for Zhu Feiwan.

Zhu Feiwan smiled slightly when he heard this, and looked at Qin Yan tenderly: "If you really want, I can design one exclusively for you."

"Really? That's great, I want it so badly!"

When the girls around heard this, they all looked envious.

They were eager to have the rare privilege of being associated with this famous designer.

Rumor has it that even many big stars have vied to invite her to design clothes, and whether she agrees depends entirely on her spur of the moment.

"Yan'er has a way to always make people happy."

The girl next to her said enviously.

"I'm so envious. In the future, when I wear the evening gown designed by Lisa, I will be the focus wherever I go."

"Of course! He is definitely the focus of the focus!"

the other side.

Lu Yue and Chang Wenjuan were already waiting anxiously outside the emergency room.

When Lu Huaijin's figure finally appeared, Chang Wenjuan almost subconsciously walked forward quickly.

"How is the child now?"

There was a tremor in her words.

"There was a lot of blood and he is receiving emergency treatment inside."

Chang Wenjuan explained nervously, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over Zhu Feiwan who was standing beside Lu Huaijin, a hint of surprise and complicated emotions flashing in her eyes.

"How will you be here?"

There was disbelief and a hint of defensiveness in her voice.

Zhu Feiwan had no expression on his face, but his words were as sharp as a knife: "Come and see if your beloved grandson still has a chance to survive."

Her answer was blunt and seemed intended to provoke a dispute.

Chang Wenjuan's face suddenly darkened, and she pointed her finger angrily at the end of the corridor: "Get out!"

"Mom, she's a miracle doctor. She came specially to save the child. Please be polite."

Lu Huaijin scolded in a deep voice, obviously quite dissatisfied with his mother's attitude.

Hearing her son's words, Chang Wenjuan's expression became aggrieved, but her voice was a little sharp: "How can she be kind? I think she just hopes that Mumu can't be saved!"

"Lu Huaijin, if you want me to save your child, let her leave. Her being here will only seriously disturb my emotions."

Zhu Feiwan's voice was cold and unquestionable.

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaijin was speechless for a moment.

"Got it. I'll keep her away from you."

He uttered these words with difficulty.

Zhu Feiwan did not respond, but turned to Su Yan and said, "Let's go to the dean to discuss the surgery."

"it is good."

Su Yan answered briefly, and the two of them turned and left.

The corridor fell into a brief silence after Chang Wenjuan left angrily, leaving only the tense atmosphere in the air that had not yet dissipated.

Zhu Feiwan raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Huaijin coldly: "Five years ago, your mother made things difficult for me. If you don't want her to suffer any more, it's best to keep her away from me."

Her words were icy yet full of warning.

Shortly after the two left, the door of the emergency room opened slightly and a nurse ran out in a hurry.

“Where are the family members?”

The nurse's voice was filled with anxiety and expectation.

Lu Huaijin immediately stepped forward and replied with a frown: "I am the father of the child."

The nurse looked even more anxious: "The child is bleeding heavily, and the blood bank is running low. We are allocating blood from other hospitals."

Before the nurse finished speaking, a slightly disheveled man who had obviously spent the night outside interrupted, "What's the baby's blood type? How about trying my blood?"

This man was Lu Cunli. He was disheveled and looked tired, but determined.

The nurse looked up in confusion: "What is your relationship with the child?"

Lu Cunli's expression froze slightly, and his nose twitched slightly: "I am the child's uncle."

"That's no problem. Come with me to get a blood test."

The nurse responded professionally and promptly.

Just as Lu Cunli was about to leave with the nurse, Lu Huaijin grabbed him and said, "As the child's father, it would be more appropriate for me to donate blood, right?"

"It is not recommended that direct relatives donate blood for patients, because blood transfusions between direct relatives may cause graft-versus-host disease, which is extremely difficult to reverse once it occurs. This condition occurs because the immune-active lymphocytes in the transfused blood will attack the patient's immune system, damage the gastrointestinal tract, liver and hematopoietic function, etc., and its danger is even greater than AIDS. So, if you want your son to face such a risk, go ahead and donate."

Zhu Feiwan's calm words rang out from the side.

At this moment, Zhu Feiwan and Su Yan have obtained permission from the hospital and are preparing for the interventional surgery.

When she passed by the door of the emergency room, she overheard Lu Huaijin's ignorant remarks about blood donation, and couldn't help but secretly mock him in her heart.

As the president of a large company, he doesn't even know these basic medical knowledge.

She glanced at Lu Huaijin with contempt and said to Su Yan, "Let's go in."