Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

At the hospital, ever since Tong Yan was brought in, Mrs. Dong and Mr. Dong had been waiting outside the operating room, praying continuously that everything would be alright and the blood transfusion would succeed. Their Feifei would be safe and sound.

She mentioned that she had donated blood to that woman before and saved her life. Now it was time for her to repay the kindness.

Mrs. Dong, full of worry, said, ”Feifei will be alright, right? What if that woman’s blood can’t be used?” As long as her daughter hadn’t woken up, she couldn’t relax. Her heart was constantly troubled, causing her great distress.

Although Mr. Dong was also worried, he was experienced in handling big situations. Having been in the political arena for so many years, he maintained a calm expression, ”Don’t let your mind wander, Feifei will be fine.”

While they were both anxious, a chaotic noise came from not far away, and someone exclaimed, ”Quick, send more people, the blood donor has gone mad.”

The blood donor...

Mr. Dong’s eyelid twitched; could it be...

Thinking of this possibility, he hurriedly ran to the blood transfusion room.

Before he even got there, he heard the sound of things crashing inside, accompanied by human screams; it seemed quite hectic.

Mr. Dong arrived at the transfusion room and was shocked by the scene inside.

What is happening now?

The usually well-ordered transfusion room was in chaos. Tables and chairs were placed randomly; glassware was shattered everywhere, leaving many glass shards, and cups and plates were scattered around. Several doctors and nurses were trying to hold down the blood donor while discussing what to do.

And that blood donor was Tong Yan.

Tong Yan awoke on the hospital bed, staring at the surrounding whiteness. She had not yet reacted when she saw a nurse approaching her with a syringe. Her first instinct was—

She leaped out of bed and directly kicked the nurse away.

After kicking, she was still in a daze. It wasn’t until the nurse screamed that she realized what was happening. Seeing the nurse on the ground, she said apologetically, ”I’m sorry, I got scared seeing such a thick syringe, so I acted without thinking... Let me help you up.”

Tong Yan walked over to help her up.

After getting up, the nurse grabbed her arm and tried to pierce the needle in.

Tong Yan’s expression changed immediately, and she grabbed the nurse to stop her from drawing blood, ”What are you doing?”

She used quite a bit of force, and the nurse couldn’t help but cry out in pain, saying somewhat innocently, ”I’m here to draw blood; the patient needs 600CC of blood. If we don’t transfuse the patient in time, the situation will be critical.”

600CC!

A normal person gives 200CC~400CC a day, and too much blood transfusion is extremely bad for the body; in severe cases, it can cause shock.

This time it’s 600CC, not more, not less. Who knows what will happen after the extraction.

Just like this?

Although saving a life is said to be better than building a seven-tiered pagoda, causing trouble for oneself is not worth the hassle. Doing a good deed should be within one’s means. Tong Yan hesitated, wondering whether to donate, so she asked, ”Who is the patient?”

”Dong Feifei.” The nurses remembered her quite well, as she had a very influential family background, but because she had heart problems, she frequently visited the hospital emergency room, so they remembered clearly.

Dong Feifei...

Tong Yan immediately said, ”I’m not donating blood.”

She had heard about the previous incidents. She wasn’t a saint; why should she save someone who tried to frame her? She didn’t understand repaying evil with good, nor did she want to.

In her life philosophy, there was only an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and sincerity for sincerity. As for anything else, she didn’t know.