After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

After hanging up the phone, An Ning lowered her eyes slightly.

One hundred thousand is a considerable sum for her.

Even if she worked day and night and saved every penny, it would still take her almost two years to earn that amount of money.

Yu-chan's surgery won't be long...

......

With a roar of a motorcycle and the sharp, piercing screech of tires screeching against the ground, a cool black and red motorcycle came to a stop at Anning's feet as she came downstairs.

She looked up, puzzled, at the man blocking her way.

On the motorcycle, the man was wearing a black leather jacket over a matching T-shirt, and his incredibly long legs were encased in black casual pants with the cuffs tucked into black ankle boots.

He was wearing a black motorcycle helmet, his face hidden inside, so Anning couldn't see his features.

Beneath the helmet, the man's dark, deep eyes scanned the girl in front of him from head to toe through his black visor.

She wore white canvas shoes, a simple white T-shirt and jeans, and carried a white canvas bag over one shoulder.

Above that was her fair and delicate face, free of makeup. Her eyes were large but lacked expression, giving her a somewhat aloof and unapproachable air.

Her long, black hair, reaching her waist, cascaded down like seaweed, giving her a somewhat pure and pretty appearance.

The person in front of him looked exactly like the photo he had seen in the file ten minutes earlier.

She's just a little thin.

He was not short, but very thin.

He spoke, his voice clear and pleasant.

"peaceful?"

An Ning did not answer; her beautiful, aloof eyes were tinged with doubt and wariness.

The man handed her a helmet of the same color. "The hospital sent me to pick you up. Get in the car."

An Ning hesitated for two seconds, then took it, put it on, and got on the back of his motorcycle.

As soon as he settled in, the man twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle immediately shot off.

An Ning wasn't prepared and instinctively leaned back, but due to inertia, she lurched forward, her slender body slamming solidly into the man's broad back.

"No... I'm sorry," she apologized, slightly embarrassed.

The man then heard her voice clearly; it was somewhat cool, but pleasant to the ear, like a sugar-free ice cream on a summer day.

Clear, translucent, and sparkling.

The broad back paused, tilting its head slightly. "Hold on tight."

"oh."

An Ning responded and carefully pinched the hem of his shirt at his waist.

She could faintly smell a faint fragrance emanating from the man.

It's not strong or overpowering; it's a very refreshing scent.

The man was driving extremely fast, his car like a swift cheetah, weaving rapidly between the four-wheeled vehicles on the road.

In less than ten minutes, the motorcycle stopped in front of the city hospital.

Several medical staff in white coats were standing at the entrance, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

"We've arrived," the man said, his words still brief.

An Ning got out of the car, returned the helmet to him, and was about to thank him when she was pulled away by the medical staff.

"Quick, quick! Miss An is here!"

Before Anning could react, she was pulled into an office.

Director Wang verified the information with her.

"peaceful?"

"I am."

"22 years old, lives in Xiyuan Village, Linyang District, Rh-negative blood, in good health, no bad habits?"

An Ning nodded blankly, "Mm."

"Okay." Director Wang immediately instructed the nurse, "Take Miss An for a blood test, and then prepare for a blood transfusion."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Anning was taken out by two nurses.

Blood test, filling out forms, signing, then another blood test.

Dark red blood was drawn from her thin veins into a transparent blood bag.

An Ning's face turned pale, and her lips also turned white.

"Doctor, I feel dizzy."

The nurse who was drawing blood didn't even look up. "I feel dizzy when I get blood drawn."

An Ning said nothing more.

After one bag was drawn, a man in black came over, whispered a few words in the nurse's ear, and then drew another bag.

In the end, a full 1500ml of blood was drawn.

Anning sat in the rest area, feeling extremely dizzy.

I had been working non-stop for 24 hours and hadn't even had breakfast yet. Now, with so much blood drawn, my legs feel so weak that I can't stand up, as if my bones have been removed.

"Are you Miss An?"

A man's voice came from above.

An Ning looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and a floral tie. His hair was neatly styled, and he looked like a successful person.

An Ning nodded, her voice barely audible, "Yes, it is."

The man smiled politely. "I am Xu Lei, the secretary of Mr. Cheng of the Cheng Group. Please come with me."

An Ning reluctantly got up and followed him to a room. As soon as she sat down, Xu Lei placed a card and a document on the table and pushed them in front of her.

"Miss An, thank you for saving our Cheng Group's eldest daughter. This is the reward we promised your mother. Please sign here."

An Ning looked down at the black and white words on the table, picked up the pen, and hesitated in the signature column.

Seeing her hesitation, Xu Lei pushed up his glasses and said with a half-smile, "Miss An, don't worry, there's a full 100,000 yuan in this card, not a penny less."

He had seen plenty of these poor people haggling over a few dollars.

It's funny, actually. Mr. Cheng had prepared a reward of one million, but Ms. Li asked for one hundred thousand with an extremely snobbish attitude, and even looked like she was afraid that Mr. Cheng couldn't afford it.

Indeed, for such poor families, the most money they've ever seen is probably only a few hundred thousand.

That's not what I meant.

An Ning bit her lip and quickly signed her name.

Then, she looked up, her eyes calm but her tone soft, "Secretary Xu... next time, if your daughter still needs blood transfusions... may you come to me again?"

......

The card itself wasn't very heavy, but it felt quite substantial in Anning's cloth bag.

This is Yu Can's life-saving money.

She gripped the canvas bag on her shoulder and walked towards the hospital entrance.

He can earn 100,000 yuan for drawing blood once. If he draws blood five times, Yucan can have surgery immediately.

She recalled what Secretary Xu had just said, "We will consider it."

Although it was somewhat unethical, she couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if the Cheng family's daughter needed a blood transfusion again in a few days.

I feel very dizzy and my legs are a little weak.

Her hands trembled slightly as she opened the canvas bag. She searched through it for a while but couldn't find a single piece of candy.

At that moment, an unidentified object was thrown toward her in a parabolic trajectory.

She instinctively took a step back, and the item fell to her feet.

It was a chocolate wrapped in gold paper.

Looking up, I saw it was him.

At the entrance, a man in a black leather jacket leaned casually against the car, his posture languid and relaxed.

He took off his helmet, revealing a fair and flawless face beneath his messy short black hair, with smooth, deep features.

When he looked at An Ning, the corners of his narrow phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc.