Fu Ying turned around and held Qu Ru's shoulder to comfort her. "Calm down. I'll think of a way."
Qu Ru looked at him with tears in her eyes. "But what else can we do? You promised me before that you would make her agree within three days. Now, that time has passed, but she still hasn't agreed."
"I know. Go to sleep. I'll handle it." Fu Ying's tone was colder.
With that, he turned around and left.
Qu Ru's hand clenched into a fist, and her nails dug into her palm.
She looked at the empty door indignantly. She didn't know what Fu Ying wanted to do!
Did he not want Mo Rao to donate her bone marrow?
The more she thought about it, the more resentful she became. Qu Ru simply followed him out secretly.
Fu Ying went all the way to the doctor's office.
Qu Ru's attending doctor happened to be on duty tonight. When he saw Fu Ying, he quickly greeted him politely, "President Fu, it's already so late. Why are you still here?"
