Chapter 1278 The Assistant Helps Wen Qiao Speak
As soon as she finished speaking, the dinner table fell into a brief silence.
Du Weiyang was anxious. Although she didn't have close contact with Wen Qiao, she liked Wen Qiao very much. She quickly said: "Dad, let's not say whether Wen Qiao really treated Boyan because of her sister. This The matter is not conclusive, we cannot speculate on others, but even if it is true, so what? Didn't she treat Boyan well? Why should she treat our Boyan without asking for anything in return? Isn’t it human nature to want something from us?”
These three or two sentences suddenly woke Du Hongsheng up.
Yes, why is he in trouble? Even if he really came for Lin Lang, wouldn't it be reasonable? Moreover, Boyan's condition did improve slightly after her treatment.
Then Wen Qiao is a great benefactor to their family.
What's more, he felt that Xiao Wen was not that kind of person. The Xiao Wen he came into contact with was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He had the demeanor of an ancient hero and a chivalrous heart.
Lin Lang frowned deeply. Why did Weiyang girl turn her elbows outward? It seemed that Wen Qiao had two brushes and actually coaxed the Du family into submission.
Du Hongsheng said earnestly: "This Wen Qiao wants Lin Lang's blood? I don't quite remember Lin Lang's blood type? It should be a special blood type."
Otherwise, according to the Fu family's family background, it wouldn't be so difficult.
Lin Lang's eyes flashed and he said, "Auntie, uncle, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Mrs. Du stopped her and whispered: "How much blood does Xiao Wen want?"
Du Weiyang said: "Six hundred milliliters is not too much."
She is devoted to Wen Qiao.
Mrs. Du glared at her: "Nothing is too much. You are showing generosity to others, and you are not asking for your blood."
Du Weiyang stuck out his tongue.
Lin Lang's face looked very ugly.
Mrs. Du said: "Lin Lang, are you in any trouble?"
Lin Lang's eyes flickered: "Why should I donate blood to irrelevant people? I won't donate blood. If you try to persuade me, I will never have contact with your family again."
After saying that, he picked up his bag and went out.
The north wind was howling outside, and everyone in the Du family looked a little embarrassed. Du Boyan whispered: "Is Sister Lin Lang angry? Does she dislike Sister Wen Qiao?"
Du Weiyang touched his head: "You will have less to worry about."
Du Boyan went upstairs, and the Du family and Du Weiyang were sitting in the side hall.
Du Weiyang was puzzled: "Mom, I really don't understand why my sister is so opposed to donating blood to Wen Qiao. Not to mention Wen Qiao's medical skills, and we have a good relationship with Wen Qiao. What will it be inconvenient for her to do in the future? She has other people behind her. An uncle who is a miracle doctor and a member of the Fu family can make friends with so many powerful people at once. Why is my sister so resistant? Six hundred milliliters of blood is really not much. "
Mrs. Du glanced at her angrily: "Your sister has become more and more protective of her body in recent years. People are different. You think they are all the same as you. You are heartless. Take your time. If we can convince your sister, that's the best of both worlds."
After Lin Lang left Du's house, she drove to the river alone. On the riverside in early December, the wind was strong. She sat on the bank, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.
Pick up the pebbles on the ground and throw them into the river.
She was a little depressed, a little angry, and a little resentful. Wen Qiao lacked everything, so why did he focus on her blood?