Miao Feishuang not only checked the archives but also asked many people at the hospital. Everybody said there was nothing special except for Mr. Lu's kidney transplant.
She returned home and was still thinking about this matter.
Lu Yuhao came home without seeing her, noticing her dazed expression, "What's wrong? Is the hospital going to close for restructuring? Even if you're not working, I can certainly support you."
"Who cares about you supporting me?" Miao Feishuang glared at him, "Men's intentions can be so bad, always making women dependent on them as their adorable wives, leaving women without any leverage."
"You always think men are such bad guys! Do you want to cut open my heart and take a look?" Lu Yuhao tapped his chest.
Miao Feishuang gave him a shove: "Go away! Don't say things like that; it makes me feel sad just thinking about it."
For those people who sell organs for any reason, some have physical defects, and some even die in foreign lands.
