“Also, Aunt, you had someone do a rejection test on him a long time ago, so he’ll definitely be fine.”

“Okay. That’s good. I’ve already invited him for lunch later. You don’t have a problem with him eating with us, right?”

“Why would I?”

Nangong Nuannuan could still get along well with her Uncle after they stopped talking about Amisha.

The family kept asking about Nuannuan’s life in Camino and about her and Chi Yang’s. They were all very merry.

Suddenly, the head servant ran in and said anxiously, “Her Majesty the Empress, there’s been trouble! Count Leyton had a heart attack and is in critical condition. We don’t dare to touch him. Miss Sunny, can you come with me to see him?”

“Let’s go.”

Nangong Nuanuan stood up without another word. Chi Yang also stood up. Empress Sophie, King Armand, and the two princes followed suit.

On the third floor, Nangong Nuanuan heard Amisha and Wu Pingting swearing before she walked in.

“How can you act like this? We came to help him because he’s sick. I didn’t get him sick! What right do you have to hit him?”

“Because I’m his girlfriend! And not only did you make my boyfriend sick, you also made him get physical with you!”

“Are you crazy? He’s already said that you’re not his girlfriend and doesn’t want you to touch him anymore. Can’t you tell him not to get all anxious about this?”

Wu Pingting was nearly angered to death by the woman in front of her. When she saw Nangong Nuannuan rushing over, it was as if she saw her savior. “Nuannuan, you’re just in time. Come and help him! He seems to be having a heart attack.”

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Seeing Wu Pingting be so friendly, Amisha’s face turned pale with fear.

Nangong Nuannuan was very familiar with Leyton’s condition, so after a bit of work, Latin’s pale face began to show some sign of redness again.

After a few more silver needles, Leyton’s violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. The veins on his neck also slowly disappeared.

After a quarter of an hour, seeing that Latin’s expression had returned to normal, Nangong Nuannuan asked, “Leyton, are you feeling any better?”

He nodded and smiled at Nangong Nuannuan. “Thank God you’re back, or I fear I wouldn’t be able to live through the day.”

Nangong Nuannuan could help but laugh. “What nonsense are you talking about? I heard from Aunt that you’re going to have the surgery the day after tomorrow.”

“Yes. After I did what you told me to do, the doctor said I’m in perfect condition for the transplant.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve been away for over half a year, so I haven’t helped you with your acupuncture.”

“Why apologize? I’m already very grateful for all you’ve done. Without you, I would’ve died a long time ago. To be able to receive this heart transplant surgery in the best condition… You’re my savior. I can’t thank you enough. If you apologize to me like that again, I’ll feel very ashamed.”

Nangong Nuannuan smiled and said, “Alright, alright. Then, I am indeed your life-saver.”

Leyton smiled, looked at Wu Pingting, whose complexion had improved a little, and said, “Thank you as well. If it weren’t for you helping me just now, I probably wouldn’t have been able to get through this.”

Wu Pingting hurriedly waved her hand and said, “It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re welcome. I’m very happy to be able to help you.”

“Pingting, what happened just now?” Nangong Nuannuan asked.

“When we walked past here just now, we saw the two of them talking, then he suddenly fell to the ground.”