Si Yuhuan imdiately spoke up, "Between Xixi and , there’s no need to say thanks. No matter what, I’m the one who owes her the most. Whatever she does, it’s as it should be!"
"Her brother is my brother. It’s only right to go through hell for him."
Jian Dad, Jian Mom, Jian Mingcheng, Jian Chuxin, and others who knew everything rushed to the hospital. Just as they entered, they heard Si Yuhuan’s heartfelt confession.
Previously, everyone had prejudices against him.
At this mont, nothing remained.
Only gratitude.
The next second, Jian Sirun spoke again, "Most importantly, Si Yuhuan saved Mingming."
"What did you say?" Jian Dad, Jian Mom, Jian Xi, everyone looked at Jian Sirun.
Jian Mom was the most anxious, "What’s wrong with Mingming?"
This grandson had suffered too much, and many high-risk surgeries still awaited him. Any news about him made her heart clench.
"The Mingming at ho is actually a fake. The real Mingming is in the basent."
At this mont, Shang Fu hurriedly ca over with a child.
Jian Xi looked at the child in front of her, eyes wide open.
He looked so much like her!
In a panic, she pushed everyone aside to rush over, checking the little guy’s hand. A small black mole was on it, different from the much larger mole of the "Mingming" at ho.
"Fu Shengyuan found a child sowhere to mix in with the real one."
"The real Mingming, he..."
Normally stern and unemotional, Jian Sirun’s eyes reddened, "He has a severe heart condition and renal failure. While he was kidnapped by Si Junyan and Fu Shengyuan, I perford a minor operation on him. During this ti, he lost a lot of blood, and it was nearly fatal. I... I gave him so of my blood."
Jian Mom scread, ready to fight Fu Shengyuan, almost fainting from anger, bursting into tears.
What exactly had the children gone through!
It all sounded so shocking, her heart ached like it was going to stop.
Jian Xi covered her mouth, speechless, tears streaming down her face.
"You can rest assured, Mingming is now very healthy, and I have also found a heart source."
Jian Sirun raised his hand.
Shang Fu had already brought Si Junyan up.
"His heart perfectly matches Mingming’s."
Si Junyan laughed coldly, his bloodthirsty eyes staring straight at Si Yuhuan and Jian Xi opposite him.
"Who would’ve thought we’d et in a situation like this."
Jian Xi clenched her fist, rushed over, and slapped him hard across the face, "Mingming is related to you by blood, and you, such scum, how do you deserve to live in this world?"
"I don’t deserve it?"
Blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes focused on Si Yuhuan, "You ruined the Si Family for a woman, turning your cousin into what he is today. Are you satisfied? Wanting to save your son? Dream on, even if I die, it’s impossible!"
Jian Sirun snorted coldly, "Do you have the right to die?"
Everyone realized that Si Junyan couldn’t even move; all he could do was run his mouth.
"Jian Sirun, you drugged secretly, despicable and shaless!"
Jian Sirun sneered, "If you hadn’t given the opportunity, how could I have such abilities? Wanting harm for my nephew, you all deserve to die!"
A cold light of determination shone in his eyes.
Si Yuhuan took a deep breath and ordered Yan Qing, "Keep an eye on him."
He’s now just a vessel, a vessel to store a heart for his son!
Si Junyan was truly frightened, "Brother, don’t treat like this. I don’t want to die. I know I was wrong. Brother, I’m begging you to let go."
Yan Qing glanced at Si Yuhuan, and Si Yuhuan waved his hand.
Deciding his fate was sealed.
Si Junyan shouted, "Si Yuhuan, treating like this, you’ll have no good end!"
Seeing everyone in front of him wishing for his death, Si Junyan panicked.
"I have a way to save Grandpa."
Si Yuhuan rushed over, "How do you know sothing happened to Grandpa?"
Si Junyan sneered, "Of course, Fu Shengyuan told . And I’ll tell you this, Grandpa’s incident was a conspiracy between him and Xinxin. You have no good people around you, except Yan Qing. You’re all alone. Are you going to watch Grandpa die too?"
Jian Xi suppressed her urge to kill, went over to calm Si Yuhuan, "Tell us, what’s your thod?"
Si Junyan laughed sinisterly, "Let go, and I’ll tell you."
"That’s absolutely not possible." Si Yuhuan’s gaze was as cold as looking at a corpse.
Si Junyan was panicked, "Si Yuhuan, for your son’s sake, are you going to give up on your grandfather? He raised you, gave you everything!"
"I will save Grandpa, and you must die."
Si Junyan raised his voice, "Without my clues, Grandpa will certainly die. Did you feed him the secret dicine from Xinxin? Do you know where that stuff ca from?"
Si Yuhuan swayed.
"Could it be..."
"Hahaha, yes! It’s sothing from Fu Wenxin’s hidden treasures. Dr. Jian, you must’ve heard of the Secret Gate killing a dical researcher three years ago, right? He was a prominent figure in your academic field! He secretly developed many secret dicines, and this was one of them. He wasn’t an ordinary genius; he was a genius among geniuses, with a hereditary family legacy!"
Jian Sirun thought of sothing, stepped forward, grabbed Si Junyan’s collar, "The secret dicine is inside, and after taking it, Old Master Si needs long-term use, right? Does it cause dependency?"
"Yes."
"Do you know the formula?"
Si Junyan nodded, "I know."
Si Yuhuan directly took out a knife and stabbed it into his thigh.
Si Junyan didn’t expect him to act so suddenly and unguardedly, screaming in pain.
"I’ll give you one chance. Say it, and I’ll leave an intact corpse for you to be buried in the Si Family Ancestral Tomb. Si Junyan, don’t force ."
Jian Xi stepped forward.
She clearly saw Si Yuhuan trembling all over.
Despite all precautions, he didn’t expect to be caught in this trap.
Fu Wenxin was really good at hiding, not just gold bars, but secret dicines too!
She bit her red lip, advised Si Junyan, "Think it through, even if we let you go, the Secret Gate, Fu Shengyuan, and others you’ve offended and your cris, you’re an internationally wanted criminal. You’re dood, no one can save you."
Jian Xi’s words extinguished the last flicker of hope in Si Junyan’s heart.
"I..."
How did he end up in this situation?
Si Junyan almost sobbed as he began to cry.
Jian Mom rushed up, pointing at his nose, angrily scolding, "For a woman, you’ve brought things to this point, using your last blood-related relatives’ lives to threaten them for survival, have you thought about whether you’re worthy to live? Do you have any courage left to face life?"
"I... don’t deserve to live?"
Si Junyan croaked out word by word.
His gaze swept over the Jian family, standing in righteous indignation in a line.
The once-smiling grandpa, the loving brother, the respected elders, where did they all go?
His psychological defenses crumbled instantly.
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