Allen took his wife, Sandra, downstairs, and saw Louisa eating fruit in the living room. She kept talking while the young man next to her just sat calmly and listened to her carefully.
"Louisa." Allen said with concern, "You just finished your operation, eat less of these cold fruits. You can drink more nutritious soup later."
"Dad, please do not be as strict as Wesley!" Louisa muttered, came towards her parents. "The doctor said that I recovered well and I could eat whatever I wanted."
She coquettishly held her father's hand, but Allen was still showing his rigid face. "Well, if you are not so naughty, would Daddy be serious for you? Even Wesley has to take care of you as much as possible right now!"
Louisa just made faces.
Wesley came over. He looked cold and handsome with one hand in his trousers pocket and a thin smile.
"Uncle Allen."
Allen nodded and said with appreciation, "Louisa's blood type is special. Thank you for finding a friend with the same blood type as her. Give my gratitude for her."
"No need to do that, Wesley must have given the donor money." Louisa murmured, holding Allen's arm, "Daddy, could you just care about your daughter? Your daughter is hungry right now!"
"Could the money make up for the kidney that saved your life?" Allen sighed and patted his daughter's head. "If you encounter the donor in the future, do not forget to thank her, alright?"
Louisa pinched her red lips, "Got it!"
Wesley listened to the conversation and felt a little bit sad and annoyed.
Harriet lost more than one kidney. At the time, she was still pregnant, but had to give up her child because of the surgery. Her body was seriously hurt and maybe it was more than money can make her up.
Sandra changed the topic and asked everyone go to the restaurant for the meal with a smile.
Sandra saw Wesley was slightly disoriented. She asked softly, "What's wrong?"
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