Name: The Holy Son of the Energy Department Enters Handong

"The situation is dire. If Secretary Li Dakang doesn't receive proper kidney transplant care, he may be bedridden for the rest of his life and unable to stand!"

When Zhong Zhengguo heard this, his first thought was that if Li Dakang didn't die, perhaps his grandson wouldn't have to make the donation.

But then he immediately dismissed the idea. How could that be? A provincial standing committee member was hit and ended up in the ICU. The Zhong family didn't offer any assistance and still wanted a smooth transition. They were dreaming.

The fact that the organization didn't immediately send a special task force to investigate is the best possible outcome.

Once a special investigation team is dispatched, it must deliver a reasonable conclusion.

It can't be finished so carelessly.

This is Zhong Zhengguo's last chance.

Looking at Zhong Haoran, who was nestled in his arms and too ashamed to face anyone, Zhong Zhengguo made up his mind.

He's just a cowardly, useless grandson. Maybe losing this kidney will teach him how to live a better life.

"Okay, tell the doctors in the emergency room that I've found a kidney donor, and it's definitely a match. If your hospital doesn't believe me, you can have it matched again in person now!"

"Really? The big boss?"

The assistant gaped in surprise, never expecting that Li Dakang's kidney donor had actually been found.

Finding it isn't surprising, but finding it in such a short time is quite remarkable.

The assistant suddenly remembered a song: "I accidentally wandered into the Heavenly Palace..."

"What are you doing? Report this right now!"

"You're still in mortal danger!" Zhong Zhengguo urged, seeing his assistant looking dazed.

"Okay, okay, where is the kidney donor? Has he arrived yet?" the assistant inquired about the details.

"Here it comes, 10 years old... It should be fine, right?" Zhong Zhengguo asked with slight hesitation. Donating a kidney at such a young age will definitely have an impact; anyone who says it won't is lying.

But there was nothing they could do; Hou Liangping was just asking for trouble.

"Ten years old? Sure, no problem!" the assistant nodded, age was not an issue.

The key issue now is how to rescue Li Dakang. As long as no one dies, any method is acceptable, and the consequences can be ignored.

This is the order that their medical staff received from their superiors.

The assistant went inside, changed into a brand new sterile gown, and then went in.

The assistant didn't come out until about 30 minutes after the report.

"Come on, let's confirm the kidney match first!"

"But boss, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I need to double-check!"

"Yes, I understand. By the way, the child is still young, remember to give him anesthesia!"

Zhong Zhengguo handed over his sleeping grandson, Zhong Haoran.

"Okay, I understand!"

"Grandpa, Grandpa, where are you? I'm scared!" Zhong Haoran felt Zhong Zhengguo's embrace leave and woke up instantly.

"Xiao Haoran's body is unclean, we need to remove the unclean things. Don't be afraid, he'll be fine after a nap!" Zhong Zhengguo quickly comforted him.

"Okay, then I'm going to sleep!" Zhong Haoran was already a little sleepy, and after hearing the words of Zhong Zhengguo, the person he trusted most, he closed his eyes again.

Little did he know that when he opened his eyes again, he would be missing a kidney.

From then on, he did everything differently from normal people.

Chung Cheng-kuo watched his innocent grandson close his eyes, his expression one of complete trust.

Zhong Haoran only reveals this side of himself in front of me.

Even Zhong Xiaoai and Hou Liangping couldn't earn Zhong Haoran's complete trust, because he had raised his grandson single-handedly.

The grandson spends the most time with his grandfather and tells him all his worries and concerns.

Therefore, the grandfather and grandson were exceptionally close.

Now, watching his most trusted grandson contribute to the Chung family,

It's impossible for Chung Cheng-kuo not to feel bad; his eyes were already red and swollen.

"The leader's bed is here, you carry him up there yourself!"

The child respects you very much; you must be a very good grandfather who has given him a lot of love.

"He'll cry if anyone else holds him except you!" the nurse who pushed the gurney over said gently.

His words sounded like flattery, but when they reached Zhong Zhengguo's ears, they caused him immense discomfort and excruciating pain.

This is the bloodline of the Zhong family, the flesh and blood of the Zhong family.

He actually wanted to contribute to his family by donating one of his kidneys.

"Okay, okay, I'll hold him. Grandpa will hold Hao Ran himself!" Zhong Zhengguo said, his lips trembling.

In his heart, he could only use this as an excuse to save state cadres and save Li Dakang, a member of the provincial party committee, to calm his agitated heart.

Unable to deceive himself or convince himself, Zhong Zhengguo could only endure the pain and send his grandson to the hospital bed.

Then he turned his head away and refused to look.

"Remember to give the child anesthesia!"

"Let him get a good night's sleep!" Zhong Zhengguo said softly, his voice trembling, with a hint of pleading in it.

It wasn't his usual tone of voice.

"good!

"Sir, I will relay your message to the anesthesiologist!"

Zhong Haoran was wheeled away; it was Zhong Zhengguo who personally escorted him to his hospital bed.

Zhong Zhengguo felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. Fortunately, his secretary, who had come with him, caught him.

"Secretary Zhong, Secretary Zhong, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or is your old problem with low blood sugar acting up again?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing—" Zhong Zhengguo waved his hand weakly, only he himself knew the pain in his heart.

"Hou Liangping, what have you done? You've pushed your own son into the abyss, do you even know that? You're a complete idiot!"

Zhong Zhengguo gritted his teeth, blaming all his anger on Hou Liangping's stupidity.

This was indeed a mess caused by Hou Liangping.

The blatant roadblocks at highway exits should raise concerns about potential traffic accidents.

Hou Liangping, however, was fearless and thought the world revolved around him.

Now that this accident has happened, he, the old man, and his grandson have to cover for him.

He's utterly unworthy of being a father and a son!

Zhong Zhengguo has not yet told Zhong Xiaoai about this.

Once Zhong Xiaoai finds out, she'll definitely make a scene again.

And then there's Hou Liangping, based on Zhong Zhengguo's understanding of this brat.

He's a good-for-nothing, a complete failure, and unwilling to take responsibility.

The harm that Zhong Haoran suffered is probably still his own fault.

"What a terrible thing!"

Zhong Zhengguo let out a long sigh.

An unprecedented sense of exhaustion filled the body of this once-tough old man.

He finally realized that he was getting old and that he was no longer omnipotent.

It may be that the fading of power made him feel old and powerless.