TFWYH – Chapter 701 Requires a Blood Transfusion

Tang Wan tried her best to explain things in terms everyone could understand.

“The Eldest Young Lady has lost too much blood. I need to give her a blood transfusion. First Prince, Second Prince, Third Prince, and Princess Rongan—you are all her blood relatives. Would you be willing to donate blood for her?”

“I will,” Huangfu Yi answered without hesitation.

Huangfu Que, who was still weak from vomiting, raised a hand.

“I… I can do it too.”

Huangfu Xiao gave a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“She is my niece, after all. Of course, I have no objection.”

What he was actually thinking was that this County Lady Wengnai had quite a bit of nerve.

They were all princes, yet she didn’t stand on ceremony at all—asking to draw their blood as casually as if it were nothing.

Had Huangfu Yi and Huangfu Que not also been included, he might have suspected that Tang Wan was deliberately targeting him.

Tang Wan: That’s right. I am targeting you. Who told you to kill the pair of children my godmother had?

And you’re not the only one I’m targeting…

Tang Wan shifted her gaze toward Huangfu Rongan, who was still vomiting miserably.

“Princess Rongan, all three princes have agreed. As the Eldest Young Lady’s biological younger sister, surely you won’t refuse, will you?”

Blood donation?

Huangfu Rongan was extremely unwilling.

Suppressing her disgust, she immediately protested,

“My father, Eldest Uncle, and Third Uncle have already agreed to donate blood. Isn’t blood from three people enough? Why does this Princess have to do it too?”

Tang Wan arched an eyebrow slightly.

“You don’t want to?”

Of course I don’t! Huangfu Rongan thought bitterly.

Who knows whether that little bitch still has those disgusting worms inside her body? What if they crawl into mine? Will you take responsibility then?

She wanted to refuse, but after noticing Huangfu Yi’s slightly furrowed brow and remembering her own objectives, she forced herself to relent.

“This Princess… This Princess is naturally willing. But Tang Wan, are you sure you’re not deliberately making things difficult for me? That fool—I mean, Elder Sister… does she really need that much blood?”

“Of course she does,” Tang Wan replied solemnly.

She proceeded to explain how excessive blood loss endangered the human body. After finishing, she added,

“Princess Rongan, if you’re unwilling, then we’ll simply have to trouble the three princes to donate a bit more. It’s fine.”

The moment those words left her mouth, all three princes turned to look at Huangfu Rongan.

The Eldest Prince wore an eerie smile.

Huangfu Yi’s expression showed obvious dissatisfaction.

Huangfu Que looked at her as though saying, How can you be so inconsiderate?

“I’ll do it! I… I’m willing to donate!” Huangfu Rongan said tearfully, not daring to refuse any longer.

“Very well. Then the four of you, please follow me inside.”

Tang Wan’s gaze paused briefly on the bowl of porridge Xique was carrying before shifting away as though nothing had happened.

Huangfu Rongan noticed nothing unusual.

Seeing that all three princes had entered the room, she quietly released a breath of relief before giving Xique a meaningful glance.

“Go and keep the porridge warm.”

“Yes,” Xique answered, biting her lip and lowering her eyes.

Yet inwardly she was crying out,

Eldest Young Lady, please don’t blame me. I truly had no choice. I’m only a servant, following orders. I never intended to harm you.

Unfortunately, Huangfu Ronglan could hear none of it.

She had lost too much blood and had already fallen unconscious.

Her small face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Yuanyuan remained at her bedside, continuously rubbing her hands in an attempt to pass on some warmth.

But it was useless.

Huangfu Ronglan had lost far too much blood.

No matter how hard Yuanyuan tried, Ronglan’s body temperature continued to drop little by little.

When Tang Wan entered with the others, Yuanyuan was nearly in tears.

“C-County Lady, please come quickly and look at the Eldest Young Lady. Her hands are getting colder and colder.”

Tang Wan frowned slightly.

Picking up a bowl of clear water that had already been prepared—water into which a drop of Huangfu Ronglan’s blood had been mixed—she said,

“The situation is urgent.

Come over here, all of you, and each add a drop of your blood to it.”