425: What do you want, Yang Mingshen?

What do you want, Yang Mingshen?

Jia harshly shook off her hand. She grabbed a tissue and violently wiped the spot where Mingshen had just pecked.2

"Ouch…" Mingshen pouted. "That hurts, Spicy. Don't reject my kiss so brutally."

"I wish I could reject your whole existence," she snarled.

To prove her point further, she kept on wiping her hand until it began to turn red. Mingshen grabbed her hand and smiled. "Don't be so harsh on yourself."

She sneered. "How about I get harsh on you then? My foot and your balls. How does that sound?"

Mingshen pouted again. "You cannot hurt my precious member, Spicy. How will I satisfy you after our 'marriage?' How will we fulfill Mom's dream of giving her a grandchild? I will be heartbroken if you look for another man."

Jia chuckled. "You have a good sense of humor. Why are you even bothering to taunt me that far? Am I not your donor for that woman over there?"

He paused and narrowed his eyes.

"The hypothetical marriage will never happen. Not that I am remotely interested, but I will be dead. So it's YOU who will have to find another woman to fulfill her dream. And I wish you luck. It seems that your mother has set her eyes on me. She REALLY likes me very much. Which is a problem for you, isn't it? It will be hard to convince her to accept another woman as her daughter-in-law. You will have to answer a lot of questions about my disappearance because she seems stubborn like you," she smiled.

"You seem to understand a lot about my mother," Mingshen tilted his head. His eyes glinted with an unknown emotion.

"I am a cop. That's my job to understand people. Almost all the clues for any crime lie in someone's personality. How he talks, how he thinks, how he acts and how he behaves. If you understand someone's mind, you understand the case. Which begs the question about your mind."

Mingshen beamed. "What about my mind, Spicy? Are you finally showing interest in me?" He blushed a bit that made Jia want to puke blood.

"Stop with that disgusting expression which you clearly don't mean, or I will tear it off of your face," Jia warned.

She looked at the woman lying on the bed in the next ward. "I was wrong in the beginning. She is not your lover."

Mingshen raised his brow.

"You are not capable of loving someone. Not the way love's supposed to be normally anyway. She is not your sister either. When I talked to your mother, I got the feeling that you are the only son of the family which is why she is so desperate for your marriage. If there is another child, parents generally feel comforted and hopeful that at least one of the children would settle down and give them a grandchild. Is she one of the assistants working here? Nope because Lu Bojing or your other assistant never react much when they see her. Not as a coworker. She is like a stranger to them. Then who is she?"

Mingshen simply smiled.

"I don't believe for a moment that you would go out of your way to help a stranger's life who you might have seen randomly getting hurt one day. You don't have that kind of a heart."

"What's your conclusion, Spicy?"

"You are in her debt."

He squinted his eyes.

"That's the only possible explanation for a man like you. You don't do anything without a purpose. You are not selfless. You are not kind. You won't help her out of any goodness in your heart. She is not your girlfriend, family or coworker. So she is a stranger. But a stranger who has put you in her debt. My guess is she saved your life somehow. Nope. It's not a guess anymore. She HAS saved your life."

He said nothing.

"She must have got accidentally dragged into your Underworld mess. I believe you must have your own enemies wanting to take your life. A man like Yang Mingshen definitely has enemies. She took a shot or a stab for you," then Jia slowly said, "It was a gunshot. You are not that foolish or weak to let someone easily reach you with a knife and stab you. Dodging a bullet is a different matter and extremely difficult in most scenarios. So, she took a bullet for you."

Mingshen smiled.

"Honestly, it's a shock. I thought you wouldn't bother to help her, considering how selfish you are. But it seems you do have your own twisted principles. One of them might be that Yang Mingshen doesn't like to be in anyone's debt. That's why you are going so far for her. That's Part 1 of understanding your mind that I have decoded."

"There is another part?"

"Of course. It's the most important part that I have yet to get my answer for. Why haven't you done the transplant yet?"

Mingshen showed nothing on his face.

"You are not ready."

"I know my body. I am ready for the transplant. Don't take me for a fool just because I am not a doctor. Now, will you say that the other woman is not ready? I don't think so because she looks desperate in need of a transplant. The faster, the better, or she wouldn't hold on for much longer. Seven to eight months have already been a stretch. You need to gear up if you really intend to save her. But the question is, if everything is in place, then why aren't you going ahead with it already?"

Silence.

"I don't suppose I have any more use here as a prisoner other than being a heart donor for that woman. Neither are you helping her like you are supposed to, nor are you letting me go. So, what do you want, Yang Mingshen?"

Mingshen got up and dusted his coat and sighed. "You are not ready, Spicy. As simple as that. Not my problem if you don't believe me. Anyway, off I go. Don't stop thinking about me and our marriage," he chuckled.

Jia narrowed her eyes.

As Mingshen exited her room, he stopped midway and stared ahead.

'What do you want, Yang Mingshen?'

"I don't know, Spicy. For the first time in my life, Yang Mingshen doesn't know what he wants."

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