Chapter 1583
"I, I didn't deliberately leave his phone number. I left it on my phone when I accompanied my friend, Sam, to find Professor last time," Nia said, "I didn't take the initiative to contact him, so I didn't pay attention to his number on the phone for a while..."
This time, when she learned that her grandmother had been taken away by Harry, she took out his phone and called him.
"down his number. Now." Zayn stared at her and asked her to delete Harry's contact information.
Although he was not her relative or parent, he had the right to ask her to delete the man's contact information!
Because he was her employer, and they had signed the contract!
Yes, as a nurse hired by him, he couldn't contact people of unknown origin!
"...Yes." Nia took out her phone and deleted Harry's number.
Zayn watched her delete the man's number with his own eyes, and then he looked away. "As for your grandma, I have already asked Jin to help her find a new home and a familiar orthopedics doctor to help her check her legs. When Harry didn't leave Zayn, I will arrange for someone to look after your grandma."
"Thank you, Mr. Ali." Nia's eyes were a little wet.
If Zayn hadn't helped her, she really didn't know what to do. Harry was going to push her to the B3 blood man, and her grandma would be threatened at any time in the hospital. But she was in Zayn's company, so she couldn't take care of her grandma... In this way, both sides would be unable to take care of her!
"There's no need to thank me. Tell me everything from the beginning to the end about the reason why Professor came to you and what happened between you two!" Zayn ordered.
It was a big problem for him to ignore that Professor wanted to find the blood type B3 Ya!
Because in today's world, only he, Zayn, was the person with the blood type. It meant that Professor was looking for him...
Nia thought about it and felt that it was better to let Zayn know about it because she was worried that Harry and the others would go to Zayn again. It was okay to let Zayn make preparations in advance.
"When I went to the Medical College in Zayn with my friend, I knew him. Later, because my friend Sam admired him, we took a picture and left a phone number..." Nia told him the whole process of how she and Harry got to know each other.
After listening, Zayn's face completely sank.
When Nia was about to say something to him, she saw that the first thing that shocked Zayn was not the reason why Harry was looking for the B3A blood type, but the sarcasm of Nia. "A car that doesn't know men, should I say that you are such a big-hearted woman, or are you like those women who admire him?"
"I didn't!" Hearing Zayn's sarcasm, Nia quickly denied it. "I was fired by the doctor because of you, Mr. Ali..."
Zayn's face was cold.
Nia swallowed and her voice became softer. "I'm not blaming you, Mr. Ali. I told Young Master about his mother. There was indeed something wrong with me. It's just that after I was fired by the doctor, my mood was very low. Both my grandma and I lived by my job. Unexpectedly, it was raining that day. My hand was injured again. Professor said that he would pass through my apartment area with Sam, so I got in the car."
"On the way? Only a stupid woman like you would believe such words!" Zayn sneered. "He sent you back later. He wants to collect the reward from you. Are you satisfied?"
"I didn't expect that..."
"There are so many things that you didn't expect," Zayn said, "Harry's purpose in coming to Zayn was not simple. Before he came to find you, he still wanted to get the book in my hand."
Of course, he also wanted to obtain something from that Harry...
"A book?" Nia suddenly turned back to look at Zayn. "Is it the book called "I'd like to read it"?"
Zayn did not speak, but his vigilant and cold expression had already answered this question. It was the book!
"Why does he want that book?" Nia was very surprised.
"It's not just him who wants it." Zayn thought of Aman's phone call. "In short, that book must be more valuable. Otherwise, they wouldn't want it all."
Nia breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, I gave it to you, Mr. Ali. Otherwise, I can't afford to lose it..."
"Don't leave me casually these days." Zayn stared at the outside of the car window like a pair of eyes. "I have a hunch that Harry won't leave S City so easily. If he wants to find the person with the blood type of B3 Ya..."
But Nia couldn't hear the rest of the words anymore!
Nia only felt her cheeks burning, and all the blood in her body flowed backward, from her neck to her face, and then to her ears , as if she had been burned by hot water. The words of Zayn kept echoing in her mind-
Don't leave him.
Don't leave him.
He told her not to leave him... Was she dreaming?
"Did you hear that?" Zayn suddenly glanced at the woman next to him, who was in a daze.
"Oh, I got it!" Nia turned around and immediately agreed. Her voice had gone off. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ali. Since Mr . Ali will help me change my grandmother's name, I can rest assured to stay and take care of Young Master."
"I'm asking you, is what Harry said true?" Zayn looked at the woman whose brain was empty. "Ten years ago, did you really go to the People's Hospital of City to donate blood?"
Why did the B3 blood type man Harry was looking for find Nia? Zayn always felt that there was something wrong.
Nia paused and slowly lowered her head. "...Yes."
"Are you the one who has died?"
"...Yes."
Perhaps because of the uniqueness of her blood type, Zayn took another look at her when he heard that Nia was also a rare blood type.
"Take good care of yourself in the future. People of your blood type are not suitable to donate blood!" Zayn warned her. "It's not up to you to be a good person in this world!"
In Zayn's view, this woman was a person who could be in mortal danger if she bled too much. It was stupid of her to go to someone else's blood for no reason!
Her blood was an omnipotent and common blood. Did she want to become a saint to save those who didn't have blood? What a silly woman!
"I... I don't have anything to do with it." Nia's voice was getting lower and lower. Of course, she did not dare to tell Zayn that he was the one who had injected the blood. "But Mr. Ali, it's great that Professor didn't find you. Just now, he said that he was looking for the person with B. 3a's blood type. I was really worried..."
Before she could finish her words, her wrist was suddenly clenched!
She looked up and found that Zayn was staring at her with a pair of black eyes. "What's wrong? Do you know that I'm the one with the B.D. blood type?"
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