The bodyguards and attendants slightly bowed at the car door, waiting for him to walk over, and then they all followed him.
"What’s the situation now?" Charles entered the ergency room entrance, asking as he walked to the attendant behind him.
His pace was leisurely, and there was a hint of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Qi Helian just posted a Weibo, it’s already trending at the top now."
The attendant read from the phone as he looked at it, "Urgently need type A Rh-negative blood at Fengming Hospital."
"Read it again." Charles suddenly stopped walking, looking at the attendant.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his glance unreadable in terms of his emotions.
The attendant wondered if he had misspoken, a bit scared, "Mr. Charles!"
Charles roared, "I told you to read it again."
The attendant imdiately looked down at his phone again, and read Qi Helian’s Weibo once more, "Urgently need type A Rh-negative blood at Fengming Hospital."
...
"Has anyone responded?"
Outside the ergency room, everyone was staring at Qi Helian’s Weibo, waiting for soone to bring blood.
"I am type A Rh-negative, I can donate blood to him."
Suddenly, a man’s voice ca from not far away, with a leisurely tone.
This sentence, to Ji Anning and the others, sounded like a savior descending; their gazes all turned toward the direction of the voice.
"Mr. Charles."
Ji Anning looked at the approaching man in surprise, a proud smile on his face.
After a mont’s hesitation, she excitedly went up to et him, "Mr. Charles, are you really type A Rh-negative? Please help save my uncle, please help save him."
"I can."
Charles nodded, agreeing very readily, but the tone implied there was more to be said.
Ji Anning stood with her mouth open, waiting for him to continue.
As expected, Charles smiled slightly and continued, "But have Ji Mingyue give 30% of J.C’s shares."
"My aunt is not in the country right now." Ji Anning beca anxious, reaching out to grab Charles’s arm excitedly, pleading with him, "Mr. Charles, I beg you to save my uncle, save him, because he is Wucai’s son, he looks so much like his mother whom you loved so much."
In her desperation, she ntioned Ji Chicheng’s mother.
She knew that by doing so, there could be two outcos, success, or complete failure.
Charles loved Wucai to his core, but he also hated her uncle’s father and her grandfather to his core.
Her uncle was born to the woman he loved most with soone else, and now she was attempting to invoke his love for his enemy’s son by using the woman he loved most.
There was no guarantee he wouldn’t be angered.
"Why is it such a coincidence?"
After hearing Ji Anning’s words, Charles didn’t react, but Xiang Yiqing suddenly muttered in doubt, "Chicheng has a tendency for low blood sugar, type A Rh-negative, he’s also prone to low blood sugar, type A Rh-negative blood."
His muttering seed to awaken a person from a dream.
Ji Anning and Charles both widened their eyes, looking towards Xiang Yiqing.
"What did you say?" Charles turned around, his deep blue eyes staring at Xiang Yiqing.
His expression revealed no emotion, yet it filled others with anxiety and fear.
"Repeat what you just said." Charles pressed closer to Xiang Yiqing, "Did you say he has a tendency for low blood sugar?"
He pointed at the ergency room asking Xiang Yiqing.
Ji Anning stood with her mouth open, carefully observing Charles’s face, "Char... Mr. Charles, my uncle... he does have a tendency for low blood sugar..."
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