Ling Yiran accompanied Zhuo Qianyun to the hospital and queued up for registration.

Zhuo Qianyun's face was not very good. When queuing up, Ling still said, "Sister Zhuo, actually what Aunt said, it may not be a way to find someone who accepted your bone marrow to donate liver to you."

Zhuo Qianyun forced herself to smile, "Why do you have the same idea as my mother?"

"After all, if you want to survive now, only liver replacement is the most feasible." Ling Yiran said.

Zhuo Qianyun sighed, "It's impossible. My mother secretly called the hospital before, hoping to find the person who blindly donated bone marrow back then. Then she told the hospital about my situation. The hospital helped contact her. She called back a few days ago and said that the person refused to donate liver."

Ling Yiran was surprised, "How could this happen?"

"Why can't this be the case?" Zhuo Qianyun was open-minded, "That person is not close to me, so there is no need to take risks for me!"

Ling Yiran pursed her lips tightly and suddenly said, "But what if that person was Ye Wenming? What if the person who accepted your bone marrow was Ye Wenming?!"

Zhuo Qianyun was stunned and stared at Ling Yiran in a daze. After a while, she said, "Ye Wenming? Yiran, what are you talking about?"

Ling Yiran let out a sigh, talked to Zhuo Qianyun about what Yi Jinli had investigated, and then said, "So, I suspect that the person who accepted your bone marrow donation should actually be Ye Wenming. As for Kong Ziyin, it is very likely that she did not actually donate the bone marrow."

Zhuo Qianyun seemed to have heard of a strange tale, and it was the first time she even knew that Ye Wenming, she and Kong Ziyin were all rare blood types, and they were all in line with each other.

Such a chance is too few!

And she...was Ye Wenming the person she saved back then?

She thought of the information the doctor revealed to her on the phone: she was a young man a few years older than her, and was from the same city as her and the only son in the family, so she was also highly expected by her family...

She didn't think much about these simple information at the beginning. After all, too many people would match this information.

But...if it is now attached to Ye Wenming, it will be equally consistent...

Is it possible? Could it be such a ridiculous fact? The person she saved hated her to death and even pushed her to prison?

Zhuo Qianyun suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling.

"Sister Zhuo?" Ling still couldn't help but break the silence at this moment.

Zhuo Qianyun smiled bitterly, "Even if Ye Wenming was really the donor at the beginning, he had a family bond with me. When he deliberately approached me, made me fall in love with him, and even ended up testifying that I was imprisoned, it was just his revenge. How could he take the risk to donate his liver to me?"

"But......"

"What's more, the hospital phone number said that the donors from that year have refused to donate livers now." Zhuo Qianyun paused and said, "Also, many of these things are your guesses, and there is no real evidence. I really ran to Ye Wenming to say it, and then asked him to donate livers. It was just a joke and ridiculed by him again."

And now, she wants to maintain her last dignity. Even if she really wants to die, she doesn't want to have any relationship with that man anymore.
Chapter completed!