Chapter 21: Speechless! Shen’s Mom Makes a Scene at the Hospital

Chapter 21: Speechless! Shen's Mom Makes a Scene at the Hospital

"Oh, sweetie, what are you talking about?" Mother hurriedly went over, holding the man's hand and comforting him, "How could you ever be a burden? You're our precious one! He's your little brother; giving some blood to help you is no big deal. That's what brothers do!"

Shen Zhixue stood to the side, watching the man who frowned slightly and coughed lightly. The man glanced at Shen Zhixue from the corner of his eye, "I'm just too useless, dragging you two down. If it weren't for my illness, you wouldn't have needed a younger brother..."

Shen Zhixue got the message loud and clear. If it weren't for him, Shen Zhixue would never have been born—just a walking blood bank for the young master, huh?

No wonder the original owner was so obsessive and starved for love. If anyone told him they loved him, he would give all his trust and love in return.

At that moment, a doctor in a white coat appeared at the door and called out, "Shen Zhixue, time for your blood draw!"

Shen Zhixue hesitated briefly before walking over.

The doctor led the way, and Jiang Xingliu followed silently, his previously happy face now drooping.

"Donating blood again?" When Shen Zhixue arrived, a young nurse, who looked at him with pity, prepared to draw his blood, "You've already donated three times this year."

Shen Zhixue raised his eyebrows and rolled up his sleeve. The young nurse continued to chatter while drawing his blood, "Those parents of yours—treating their younger son like that. He's a person too, not just an accessory to his older brother."

Shen Zhixue smiled but said nothing.

The nurse didn't say more and let him out after drawing the blood.

Jiang Xingliu frowned, looking at Shen Zhixue's pale face, feeling a little uncomfortable.

No wonder he always looked so pale—he'd been giving blood at the hospital... way too much blood.

"All done?" As Shen Zhixue sat outside the donation room, recovering his strength, his father approached him, looking at his pale face and frowning, "Who are you trying to fool by acting weak? Your brother has been sick for years and isn't nearly as fragile as you! After donating blood, head to the bank and transfer two million to your mom's account. Your brother needs it for surgery, got it?"

Just now, Shen Zhixue glanced at the report. Shen Shiyu had suffered from congenital leukemia since childhood and would often be hospitalized. Shen Zhixue was born solely to provide bone marrow transplants for Shen Shiyu whenever needed.

Originally, the bone marrow transplant surgery only needed to be done once, but for some reason, Shen Shiyu's condition kept relapsing, so Shen Zhixue had to be called to the hospital again and again to donate blood.

Jiang Xingliu gently touched Shen Zhixue's hand.

His palm felt icy cold, almost lifeless, probably from just having donated blood.

Jiang Xingliu gripped Shen Zhixue's hand tightly and whispered, "Cold."

Shen Zhixue was stunned for a moment. He had thought that Jiang Xingliu would hate him by now. But the kid was surprisingly easy to comfort—had it really only been a few days since he started being kind?

Yet the so-called biological parents and brother who had silently demanded endless sacrifices from the original Shen Zhixue had such a despicable attitude.

Shen Zhixue stood up and said, "This is the last time. After this, whether he gets better or not, I will not donate blood to him again. I've already paid you several million dollars in medical fees over the years as a token of gratitude for your care. From now on, not a single penny from me belongs to you!"

Father Shen angrily said, "What do you mean by that?! Have you become rebellious now that you're doing well? Don't forget who gave you the good life you have now! If it weren't for us, how could you have married Jiang Huizhou? Now you want to burn bridges after crossing them?!"

"You let me marry Jiang Huizhou because it was a way to get money to treat Shen Shiyu, right?" Shen Zhixue sneered. "Besides, I've already given you money, so I’ve more than fulfilled my obligation."

"You unfilial son!" Father Shen was so angry that he raised his hand to slap Shen Zhixue.

Without a word, Shen Zhixue grabbed Father Shen’s wrist and forcefully shoved his hand aside, saying coldly, "I've said what I needed to. As for what you do from now on, it has nothing to do with me, Shen Zhixue. If you want to stay in a private hospital and enjoy the finest luxury wards, go ahead and find your own money! You should be thankful that I’m still donating blood to Shen Shiyu today!"

When Mother Shen saw that Father Shen had not returned for a while, she also came over and happened to hear Shen Zhixue's words. She rushed up to him and demanded, "What do you mean? Why are you talking like this? I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you, and this is how you repay me now that you’re an adult? You can stand there and talk to me arrogantly because of me! I gave birth to you!"

Shen Zhixue didn’t want to argue with these two parents whose hearts were so far gone. They had given birth to the original Shen Zhixue solely to save their older son’s life.

Strictly speaking, the original Shen Zhixue wasn’t their son; he was merely a tool created to save their older son.

No wonder the original owner hated the world so much.

He took Jiang Xingliu's hand and turned to leave.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen couldn't just let him go. Over the years, they had spent almost all their savings to treat Shen Shiyu's illness.

They had never even allowed Shen Zhixue to attend school. Shen Zhixue had to work in a textile factory with Mrs. Shen from the age of four or five until he was eighteen. Their lives only became more comfortable after marrying Shen Zhixue off to Jiang Huizhou, allowing them to afford luxury wards and even a big villa.

If they let their cash cow, Shen Zhixue, escape, where would they find such comfort again? Mrs. Shen quickly caught up, grabbing Shen Zhixue's sleeve to stop him from leaving.

In front of the passing patients and medical staff, she sat down at the hospital entrance, clinging to Shen Zhixue's leg and wailing loudly, "You can't go! I've raised you for so many years. Now that you're capable, you've married into a rich family and abandoned us. Your brother is still critically ill, and you, who have money to keep a lover and throw away tens of millions, won't even give a single cent to treat him... Poor me, how could I have such a son!"

The onlookers began to gather around, and some started recording with their phones.

Shen Zhixue sighed, "Do you really need to make such a scene?"

"Do you think I want to make a scene? If you gave us the money, do you think I'd be willing to lose face like this?!" Mrs. Shen wailed loudly, "It's fine if you don't support us, but that's your brother! Your own brother! What's wrong with saving his life? Besides, the Jiang family is so wealthy; even a small portion of what you have would be enough to save him!"

The crowd of onlookers grew larger, and Shen Zhixue lowered his gaze, realizing that there was no easy way out of this situation today.