He handed it over as if presenting it to her.
Jiang Nan Fang didn't want to mistreat herself.
She took it and put it on.
"How much is it? I'll transfer it to you tomorrow."
The emotions she had suppressed for days finally found an outlet at this moment.
Zhan Bei Jue frowned, his voice low, "Jiang Nan Fang, is it meaningful for you to say that?"
"Then what do you think is meaningful? Thank you? Fine. Then I thank Mr. Zhan for the bracelet. I'll return it to you tomorrow after I'm done with it."
"You..."
Jiang Nan Fang lay back down, covering her ears with one hand, refusing to communicate with him further.
"Alright, stop talking. You'll wake the children if you continue. If you can't sleep, go out. Don't disturb my sleep."
Zhan Bei Jue felt as if he were about to suffer internal injuries from being suffocated.
He sat on the floor, looking at the motionless figure on the bed.
He had thought about rushing over several times to pull her off the bed, drag her outside, and have a good talk with her.
But what was there to talk about?
The thought of it made him lose his courage again.
Some words, if you no longer have the right to say them, you simply don't.
He understood; he was reaping what he had sown.
He sat there quietly for half an hour. Seeing that Jiang Nan Fang remained motionless, seemingly having finally fallen asleep.
Zhan Bei Jue stood up again, moved the fan closer, positioned it towards their bed, and fixed it.
Then he returned and used the small cardboard fan given to them by the coach that day to fan his two sons, who weren't being blown by the fan, one by one.
Perhaps at the quiet dead of night, being awake could lead to inexplicable emotions.
At this moment, he actually had the same thought as the male lead in an idol drama, wishing time would freeze.
Although the environment at this moment was not the best in the world, and his relationship with Jiang Nan Fang was not the best either.
But, he was becoming more and more pathetic now.
Zhan Bei Jue stayed awake all night, fanning the children until six in the morning.
Sweetie was the first to wake up.
She first turned to look at her mommy, who was still asleep.
Then she tiptoed and got up.
When she looked up, she saw her daddy sitting on the floor.
"Daddy, why are you awake so early?"
Zhan Bei Jue made a shushing gesture at her, stood up, and picked her up.
"I haven't asked you yet, why are you awake so early? Did you sleep uncomfortably last night?"
Sweetie said, "No, it was fine. I just need to go to the restroom."
Zhan Bei Jue carried her to the bathroom. She went in alone, and he waited outside.
However, after waiting for two minutes, she didn't come out. Five minutes passed, and still no movement.
Zhan Bei Jue tentatively asked, "Sweetie, are you done? Didn't you say you needed to go for a little one? Why has it turned into a big one?"
There was no response from inside.
He leaned his head closer, "What are you doing? Why aren't you answering Daddy?"
Still no response.
Looking at the time again, and thinking about his daughter's illness, Zhan Bei Jue suddenly panicked.
He hurried back into the room and nudged Jiang Nan Fang, "Jiang Nan Fang, wake up!"
Jiang Nan Fang, alert like a secret agent, opened her eyes in a second.
Seeing that her daughter was missing, she quickly asked, "What's wrong? Where's Sweetie?"
"In the bathroom. She's been in there for five minutes and still hasn't come out. Go in and check quickly."
Jiang Nan Fang, without even putting on her shoes, rushed into the bathroom barefoot.
A moment later, Zhan Bei Jue heard her anxious voice, "Quick, call an ambulance! Sweetie has fainted!"
Good times are always fleeting.
The four of them rushed back to the hospital in a hurry. Sweetie was taken into the emergency room again.
After the rescue, Director Gao dismissed Jiang Nan Fang and quietly told Zhan Bei Jue.
"The situation is not optimistic. Sweetie's condition is deteriorating faster and is more erratic than we anticipated. The surgery must be expedited."
Zhan Bei Jue asked Director Gao with a grim expression.
"Still no news from the medical institutions?"
Director Gao said, "We received news yesterday that a match was found, but according to the registration information, someone was ahead of you, so we didn't tell you."
What?
A match was found, but someone else got it first?
Zhan Bei Jue asked Director Gao impatiently.
"Who is ahead of us?"
Director Gao said, "Never mind who is ahead of you. The value of life is the same. None of us can make others give way..."
Zhan Bei Jue interrupted him.
"Answer what I ask, and don't say what I don't ask. Who is ahead of us?"
Director Gao could only open the computer and show him the basic information of the previous patient.
Zhan Bei Jue went to find Jiang Nan Fang without a word.
"A heart matching Sweetie has been found. We're going to handle the procedures now. Watch Jing Yu, and wait for me to return."
Before Jiang Nan Fang could ask for more details, he hurried away from the hospital with A Zhong.
On the way, A Zhong gave him the information he had found.
"This person is named Li Jian Jun, 66 years old. He has had heart disease for a long time, and it started to worsen six months ago. His three children pooled money to get him a transplant. He is in Jiangcheng."
"None of his children are wealthy. Especially his second daughter, who is 28 this year, divorced, works as a promoter in a supermarket in Nancheng, and has two sons."
Zhan Bei Jue flew to Jiangcheng on a private jet.
He successfully found Li Jian Jun's son, who was accompanying him at the hospital, and discussed it with him in person.
"This is my daughter."
Zhan Bei Jue showed him a happy photo of Sweetie he had captured on his phone.
"She's only five years old this year. Her condition has become so severe that she can't wait any longer. If there were any other options, I wouldn't be coming to you today."
"I know your father's situation is slightly better, and he can wait a little longer. So, I want to implore you to give this opportunity to us first."
"I've been contacting medical institutions worldwide to find a matching heart. As soon as I find one, it will be given to you immediately."
"Of course, we won't let you help for free. I will pay for your father's entire surgery fee, your lost wages, and your escort fees."
"No matter the cost, I will pay. As long as you are willing to sign this document, I can immediately transfer two million in advance payment to your account."
Mr. Li was naturally not so easily persuaded.
He even became angry immediately.
"Having money makes you great, doesn't it? Your daughter's life is a life, but my father's life isn't?"
"He worked hard for us siblings his whole life. Now that he's old, are we going to disregard his life for a little money?"
"Impossible! There's no room for negotiation! Don't try to bully us with money; we will absolutely not agree!"
For the sake of his precious daughter, Zhan Bei Jue endured being spat at for the first time in his life.
"I absolutely have no intention of bullying you with money. If I did, I wouldn't be standing here in person right now, but would have directly..."
"I can understand Mr. Li's filial piety towards your father, but my daughter really cannot wait any longer. I am sincerely asking for your help now."
"I know your elder sister works in Nancheng. If you don't mind, after today, she can work at Zhan Corporation."
"We will sign a lifelong labor contract, and her salary will be issued as a department manager. I will personally handle the children's enrollment."
"Including you, Mr. Li, and the other Ms. Li. If you don't mind, you can also work at Zhan Corporation."
"As long as you sign this agreement now, I will immediately provide you with the labor contract."