"What? You went for bone marrow typing?" Jin Meng reached out to touch Xia Lu's forehead. "Miss, are you out of your mind from a fever or something? What makes you think you owe him that? When he abandoned you and your mother, he didn't give a damn about your lives. Why should you offer unconditional devotion just because he's sick? Are children supposed to be born just to save their parents' lives one day?"
In the end, she didn't forget to add, "This really is a business that doesn't lose money~"
"Actually, I thought the same thing at first," Xia Lu admitted honestly, "but then I felt that if he were just a stranger, I couldn't possibly be heartless enough not to help if I could. So I decided to just treat him like a stranger."
Jin Meng raised an eyebrow and said in an exaggerated tone, "Why do I feel like I'm meeting you for the first time today? You weren't such a saint before."
