Chapter 276: Why Should I Save Her
"Your girlfriend is severely injured. We were preparing to operate on her, but her surgery requires a blood transfusion. We just discovered her blood type is very rare, and our blood bank doesn't have that type."
"Right now, the only solution is to transfer blood from another hospital. But we contacted them—only in Shanghai might they have it. And even if they do, from Shanghai to here takes at least eight or nine hours…" The doctor looked helplessly at Zhang Yang. "But eight or nine hours… she likely won't last that long…"
"What… Doctor, how could this happen?" Zhang Yang froze. "No matter what, you must save her! There must be another way!"
"Is there any family member nearby? Someone close to Shangyan City—maybe there's still time…"
"Family… Oh, yes, she has a twin sister."
"Oh, that's perfect! A twin sister's blood type will definitely match. Hurry and bring her!"
"This…" Zhang Yang frowned and nodded. "Please wait a moment."
"Alright, comrade, hurry. Time is life." The doctor anxiously returned to the emergency room.
Zhang Yang turned around to look for Tang Qiqi, only to see she was already standing behind him.
"You heard everything?" Zhang Yang said awkwardly.
Tang Qiqi nodded blankly, expressionless. "She and I aren't related. Besides, she almost killed me earlier. Why should I save her?"
"She's your sister."
"So what? We only share blood. She's Pan, I'm Tang…"
"Fine, even without blood relation—saving a life is greater than building a seven-story pagoda. And today she was injured because she came to save us. You don't deny that, do you?" Zhang Yang was frantic, nearly ready to grab Tang Qiqi and bleed her on the spot.
But right now Tang Qiqi held the power. If she refused, Zhang Yang had no way.
"She came to save you, not me." Tang Qiqi sneered.
"Tang Qiqi!" Zhang Yang snapped.
"What? You planning to grab me and drain my blood?"
"Please, I'm begging you, alright?" Zhang Yang said helplessly.
"Beg me?" Tang Qiqi laughed sarcastically and glanced at him. "With that attitude?"
"Then tell me—what attitude will make you save your sister?"
"Attitude won't help. I want you to do something for me." Tang Qiqi stared coldly at him.
"Say it. Whatever it is—not one, ten, a hundred, a thousand—I'll agree." Zhang Yang glanced at the time. The doctor said there was still a little time left.
But this wasn't a joke. Pan Ningning's wound still had a bullet stuck inside.
If delayed, infection could worsen it. Even if she survived, she might lose a limb.
Seeing Zhang Yang's anxious expression, Tang Qiqi instead looked calmer. "You'll do anything?"
"Yes!" Zhang Yang nodded. 'Of course—within reason. Just don't push me to the point I have to actually drain you by force…'
"Alright." Tang Qiqi looked around to make sure no one was nearby.
Then she stared at him and whispered, "Tell me—what you did that night… was it planned or on impulse?"
"Uh? What do you mean… that?"
"Don't pretend. That night. The night you raped me."
Zhang Yang stared at her face, trying to read her reason for suddenly asking, but she was expressionless.
He thought for a moment, then said faintly, "Of course it was on impulse… and you ambushed me first. And under those circumstances, any man would…"
"Any man would rape me, right?" Tang Qiqi sneered.
"Yes."
"Any other man, I could've killed instantly. But you—knowing I couldn't beat you… Fine. You want my blood? Not impossible. But…" Tang Qiqi glanced at him. "You must do something."
"Say it."
"I hate filthy things. And your filthy thing violated me. So I want you to be like Dongfang Bubai—cut it off. Then I'll agree to save her." Her expression carried a hint of mockery.
'Cut it off?' Zhang Yang nearly cursed out loud. 'The hell—did you read too much "Swordsman"? You may as well kill me instead!'
"What? Can't bear it? Without it you can't continue your grand plan of seducing girls, right?"
Zhang Yang frowned. "Yes, what happened that night was wrong. I can apologize, and if you think I owe you something reasonable, I'll accept it. But that—I absolutely cannot do. As for your sister, I hope you reconsider."
"Emotionally, she's your sister. Morally, she saved our lives. Remember—when you ambushed me on the road, she abandoned a sniper's principle and didn't kill you. She did that for you. Can't you do something for her?"
"Clap clap clap!" Tang Qiqi applauded.
"Well said. Beautifully narrated—so touching it could shock ghosts." She gave him a sideways glance. "But everything you said was about what Pan Ningning did for me. What about what she did for you? A delicate girl should be shopping, dating, living normally. Instead? She's your bodyguard, taking bullets for you, risking her life. And what have you done for her?"
Zhang Yang fell silent.
"What? Nothing to say?" Tang Qiqi snorted. "She saved your life. I only asked for your root. You refuse? Fine."
She sneered again. "If that's impossible, then let's simplify."
"Marry Pan Ningning." she said lightly. "Stop letting her stay lonely. While others sleep in warm beds, she's hiding in dark corners with a rifle—being your guardian angel."
Zhang Yang felt as though her words pierced him. He knew Pan Ningning did all this because of orders—but still, Tang Qiqi wasn't wrong.
'I did not kill Boren, yet Boren died because of me.'
Though he didn't wish for Pan Ningning's injury, she suffered it because she was protecting him.
Seeing Zhang Yang hesitate, Tang Qiqi sneered. "What? Can't even do that? You can't give up your harem of beauties? One tree isn't enough—you want the whole forest? In the end, you're just a womanizer like every man."
Zhang Yang looked at her. Even though he knew—
Many of her words were unreasonable, he didn't want to argue.
Maybe she was right about one thing: men are unfaithful—it's just a matter of opportunity.
"Coward! A man who hesitates can accomplish nothing. If I were you and truly wanted to save Pan Ningning, I'd have already dragged me off to bleed. Why waste time talking?"
Finished, she glared at him and walked toward the hospital entrance.
Zhang Yang froze. Just as he was about to follow, a small nurse rushed out and grabbed his arm.
"You—you're the family of that foreign woman, right?"
Zhang Yang nodded. "What's wrong?"
"Hurry, they're starting the surgery. You need to sign!"
"Sign?"
"Of course! Every surgery needs family consent! Come on, don't delay!" The nurse dragged him into another emergency room area.
The chief surgeon came out and briefly explained Meixin's condition.
Meixin's situation was better than Pan Ningning's—the chest wound was a penetrating injury, and she didn't have a blood type issue.
"She's not in immediate danger, but surgery always carries risks. Sign here."
Zhang Yang signed quickly and ran back out to find Tang Qiqi. After searching for a long while, he realized—she had disappeared.
"Damn it! Tang Qiqi, you heartless piece of garbage!" Zhang Yang kicked the hospital steps, then squatted down holding his head. "I thought you still had a conscience, sending money to those old people. Turns out you're a cold-blooded, shameless hypocrite! I should've just drained your blood earlier! Damn it all!"
"No—she couldn't have gone far!" Zhang Yang shot up.
"Fuck! Let me catch you—I'll cut your wrist off—damn woman…" Zhang Yang was furious, ready to grab his gun and shoot her. 'Star Mender or not—I'll drop you first and deal with the rest later.'
Just as he turned, a cold voice sounded: "Who are you cursing?"
The voice was familiar. Zhang Yang looked up—Tang Qiqi stood there glaring at him, her face pale, her steps unsteady, and her normally rosy lips drained of color.
Before Zhang Yang could speak, an older nurse rushed out, grabbed Tang Qiqi's arm, and scolded, "Young lady! What are you doing out here? Didn't we tell you to rest? You just donated so much blood! Your body can't take it—get inside!"
"You donated blood… you…" Zhang Yang instantly understood—she had gone to save Pan Ningning.
Tang Qiqi rolled her eyes at him and turned back inside. "Psycho."
"I'm sorry—I really didn't know you…" Zhang Yang felt awkward. He truly hadn't expected this from her. Moments ago she looked ready to let Pan Ningning die.
"No need to apologize." Tang Qiqi walked ahead without looking back. "What I do has nothing to do with you. But if you do care…"
"Hm?" Zhang Yang hurried to support her. "Go on."