Gu Mingze's face darkened, his chest heaving violently.
He wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
How ridiculous this was; the sister forged the result. The father would rather watch this daughter die for another more valuable daughter.
He quickly stuffed the check-up result into his pocket.
If Kexin knew about this, how heartbroken she would be.
Obviously, she couldn't wait for a kidney; she wouldn't live much longer. Yet, she remained optimistic and strong, telling him she would be fine.
Thinking of this, Gu Mingze felt a pang of bitterness and even anger, clenching his fists as he left.
And just then, the man with the silver-rimmed glasses stepped out from the corner, saw Gu Mingze picking up the check-up result and leaving, his lips slightly lifted.
*
When he reached the ward, Lu Jingtian was by Lu Kexin's bedside.
"Kexin, I refuse to believe that in such a big world, we can't find a suitable kidney. You'll definitely get better." Lu Jingtian comforted.
