Hearing the doctor’s words, Zhong Manhua was stunned, her lips quivering, "A liver source?"
Ying Zhenting’s illness had become so serious that he needed a liver source?
"The hospital system has already tried to find a match, but there’s nothing suitable," the head physician nodded slightly, "Finding a liver source is no easier than a kidney source. Very few people are willing to donate their organs. I suggest relatives within three generations come for matching tests."
"Given Mr. Ying’s current condition, I’m afraid there’s no time to wait for a liver source."
The liver is different from the kidney.
After a portion of the liver is removed, it can grow back within three months.
As long as postoperative care is proper, there shouldn’t be too much impact on the body.
Of course, there could still be various complications.
And because the liver is a metabolic organ, it’s inherently fragile.
Even if it grows back after being removed, it’s unlikely to be as healthy as before.
There will be many foods you can’t eat and you will need to pay attention to health maintenance, facing quite a few restrictions.
Most organ donations come after death once an agreement is signed, hence why liver and kidney sources are always hard to come by.
Many patients die while still waiting.
Ying Tianlv furrowed his brows and nodded, "I’ll go for the matching test. If I’m suitable, they can take mine."
"No!" Zhong Manhua was startled by his words and blurted out, "What if something goes wrong with the surgery? You’re my only son. What would I do if something happened to you?"
"Mom, what do you suggest we do?" Ying Tianlv was somewhat impatient, "If you want to save dad, we need a liver source. How will we find one if I don’t go for the test?"
The flesh and hair are gifts from one’s parents.
After all, Ying Zhenting was still his biological father.
Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua could be cold-blooded to their own kin, but he couldn’t.
"This, this..." Zhong Manhua was also in a difficult position, hemming and hawing, "Let’s, let’s have the other members of the Ying family test first. We can talk about it if there’s really no suitable match."
She emphasized heavily, very adamantly, "In any case, you’re not an option."
Ying Tianlv was her biological child; she wouldn’t let him take the risk.
The Ying family might not have squeezed into the circle of Imperial Capital, but in Shanghai City, they were a family with substantial assets — how could they not find a liver source?
Ying Tianlv’s tone paused, and he stopped for two seconds before suddenly speaking, "Mom, tell me, who was the first suitable candidate you thought of when the doctor said we needed to find a matching liver source?"
Upon hearing this, the head physician knew family conflicts were erupting again.
Not wanting to get involved in the affairs of the Ying family, he quickly left to take a break in his office.
Zhong Manhua’s expression changed, she pursed her lips irritably, "What candidate could I have? There are many branches in the Ying family, and I don’t know them all."
Ying Tianlv watched her, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, "Mom, you’re lying. The first person you thought of was Zijin."
Zhong Manhua was hit where it hurt, her face flushed with restrained anger, "I didn’t, she’s my biological child too. How could I let her donate?"
But in reality, it was indeed the thought that crossed her mind, though she quickly suppressed it.
Ying Tianlv found it unbelievable, "Do you think just because she was forced to be a living blood bank for a year, she should now serve as an organ bank? Are you addicted to exploiting her?"
"Shut your mouth," Zhong Manhua’s complexion worsened, "What do you mean ’exploit’?"
"I’m putting it out there today," Ying Tianlv spoke coldly, "She finally got away from the Ying family and now has her status cleared. She doesn’t need to be judged by those who peer through the cracks anymore, so don’t bother her again."
"And besides, you can’t afford to provoke her. Be careful, or you might end up with nothing."
Ying Tianlv didn’t mention the fact that Ying Zijin knew the Imperial Capital’s Nie Family, the Mu family, and the Di Wu Family.
He knew Zhong Manhua too well.
If Zhong Manhua knew about this, she would view Ying Zijin even more as a commodity and use her to forge connections with these major families.
Zhong Manhua’s face turned immediately, "Ying Tianlv, what do you mean by that?"
What does "can’t afford to provoke" mean?
Can these words even be used to describe the relationship between parents and their child?
"You know exactly what I mean," Ying Tianlv didn’t want to say another word to Zhong Manhua and turned to leave, "I’m off to get tested."
"You’ve all turned against me," Zhong Manhua trembled with rage, feeling tightness in her chest, "One by one, none of you listen to your parents!"
She tried to calm herself down and then notified all side branches of the Ying family to get tested, using Ying Zhenting’s name.
**
Two days later.
The fervor surrounding the top scorers of the college entrance exam had slightly subsided, but their names were still on the trending searches.
Then, the trending searches exploded yet again.
"President Luo, it’s no use," the secretary said with a wry smile, "We might be able to suppress public opinion, but we have no control over the court. Chuguang Media has already had the summons delivered."
Luo Wenbin’s face turned completely pale, he slumped into his office chair, breaking out in cold sweat, and then suddenly recalled a very important matter, "What about Era Media?"
The secretary bowed his head, speaking in a low voice, "This morning, Era Media said they won’t be sending anyone over anymore."
"I don’t believe it!" Luo Wenbin gritted his teeth, "How could they give up on such a big piece of the entertainment industry pie in Hua Country?"
He found the telephone number and dialed it himself.
Before Luo Wenbin could say anything, the person on the other side spoke up, their voice cold as ice, "Luo Wenbin, all of this is due to your own lack of thoroughness, you even got the gender of Chuguang Media’s Executive Director wrong."
"Era Media has also lost a lot of money this time, we can’t help you anymore. You’re on your own."
The call was abruptly disconnected.
Luo Wenbin’s face was ashen, cold sweat soaking his clothes.
It was over, now it was truly over.
**
After the start of the university application process, Ying Zijin didn’t stay in Imperial Capital for long, returning to Shanghai City.
Indeed, quite a few schools had called her, including the vice-president who asked her several times if she wanted to go to Norton University.
Ultimately, she chose Imperial Capital University, but she didn’t commit to any specific faculty.
Seeing no hope in poaching her, many professors from different departments collectively petitioned the President of Imperial University to create a special privilege for Ying Zijin.
She wouldn’t need to be part of any department; she could study whatever she wanted.
Ying Zijin thought that was also not bad, so she agreed.
After all, she still held a position as an associate professor in the Department of Physics, not really a student.
"Yuyu called me this morning, asking if you could also go to Norton University," Wen Fengmian said with a helpless laugh, "He said that if you went, there’d be one more person to blow up the lab with him, and the repair costs could be split."
Ying Zijin arched her eyebrows slightly, nonchalantly replying, "Then he can blow it up by himself." freewebnøvel.coɱ
If she went, it wouldn’t be for the Mechanical Department, she wouldn’t be blowing up any labs.
Wen Fengmian sighed softly, "Seeing you both develop so well, Dad is really happy."
There was a moment of silence at the dinner table.
After a while, Ying Zijin put down her chopsticks and looked up, "Dad, do you want to go back to the Ji Family?"
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