“Rest? All you can think of is rest?” Yumi kicked him hard and said coldly, “Why am I married to trash like you? You not only assaulted your sister-in -law, now you’re going to donate your bone marrow? Do you know what the side effect of this is? Don’t ever think of becoming a high-ranking cultivator because even if you cultivate day and night, you’ll always be stuck as a General Master.”
She was right. Donating one’s bone marrow was like giving out your body’s inner essence. It would make one’s cultivation journey harder than anyone else.
“What can I do?” Florian muttered.“The idiot Darryl ran away, and only I have matching bone marrow.”
“You’re really trash!” Yumi glared at him. “I have an idea that will spare you from donating your bone marrow.”
Florian almost jumped in joy. “What is it?”
He would do anything as long as he did not have to donate his bone marrow.
Yumi breathed in deep and looked around. No one was on the second floor, and there was no CCTV in this area. She spoke slowly, “If he’s dead, you won’t have to donate.”
“Huh?” Florian almost cried out loud. “But Grandpa ’s still alive…”
Yumi glared at him again. “Your Grandpa is over 70 years old. He’s enjoyed a good and long life. Since he ’s very ill now, why don’t you spare him from the suffering and send him away.”
‘Huh!?’ Florian thought.
Suddenly, Florian’s forehead was dripping with sweat. “Yumi, are you…are you asking me t-to kill Grandpa?”
“Keep your voice down!” Yumi scowled. “Do you have a better idea?”
“But…but if I kill Grandpa, how are we going to convince the rest of the family? Now that only the both of us are at the hospital, if Grandpa dies all of a sudden, they’ll suspect us,” Florian reasoned.
“Don’t you worry. I have ways to make sure they won’t suspect us,” Yumi reassured Florian.
“But…” he seemed unwilling to kill his Grandpa.
Watching him, Yumi scowled. “You’re such a useless piece of trash! Do you want to spend the rest of your life being stuck as a Master General? If so, go ahead and be the donor.”
She turned around and walked toward the ward as Florian followed swiftly behind her.
Inside the ward, Florian clenched his fists. He had mixed feelings about this, but he finally decided that he would not donate his bone marrow.
‘Yumi was right. Grandpa has lived a long and luxurious life. He’s enjoyed all the richness and pleasures in life. He has nothing to regret even if he dies today.’ Florian thought.