Chapter 7: Chapter 7 She waited for him for eight years, he cannot die here tonight.

Lady Stephens pressed her lips together suddenly, as if recalling something from the past, and didn’t speak again.

"I’ve waited for him for so many years, and now that heaven has placed this opportunity before me, I must seize it." She looked at Lady Stephens and smiled slightly, "I can’t just watch him be with another woman, can I?"

"Y-yes..." Lady Stephens mumbled, seemingly at a loss for words as she nervously turned her head to look at the operating room, not daring to look at her again.

Daisy Ginger knew she was being ruthless and also knew what Lady Stephens wanted to say.

It was nothing more than asking her to save him.

Edward Stephens was really on the brink of death; his condition was worsening. He looked fine on the outside, but nobody knew when he might stop breathing.

The marriage between Emily Ginger and Edward Stephens was consented to by Lady Stephens back then. She seemed like the kind of doting mother who would approve of whoever her son liked.

If Edward hadn’t fallen ill and she hadn’t just happened to be a bone marrow match, Lady Stephens probably wouldn’t have persuaded Edward to marry her.

After all, eight years had passed. Edward had forgotten her, and Lady Stephens didn’t care who he was with anymore.

The only one still stuck eight years in the past was Daisy Ginger.

She curved her lips slightly, the smile carrying a hint of coldness.

spoke a flurry of words before anyone could react: "The blood bank just called, the AB type

stood up from the bench, rolled up her sleeves, and calmly said, "I have the same blood type as him.

The young nurse hesitated for a moment, seeing her thin appearance, but still

blood pressure, they

the nurse was about to remove the needle, Daisy Ginger held her hand. She smiled at her and said, "No rush. You need more

pale face, looked at her with reddened eyes and said, "Miss Ginger, you and

Ginger replied

until they reached 900cc. Finally, seeing her complexion worsen,

sat in the chair and only spoke after the nurse had walked

for him eight years; he couldn’t die here

*

Daisy Ginger’s blood was sent over, the

celebration, but he still needed to

a serious cold, developing a fever that lingered for a week, nearly costing

recovered, Edward Stephens was almost ready to be

just

the hospital for so long,

her head, she saw Daisy Ginger standing with a bouquet, arms crossed and leaning against the door, smiling

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