"I've asked the doctor. He said that the probability of immediate kin being a match is not high, but if it's a cousin, the probability of a match is much higher. My Shanshan is dying. God had sent her to me. This is God's will. God has given my Shanshan a way out."
"Cousin, you are too—" the man looked terrified. "Are you trying to trade Jiang Yao's life for hers? That girl is not stupid. Why would she agree to that?"
"Why would I need her to agree?"
Mrs. Sun scoffed. "I will make as much noise as I want. I will make her foster parents ignore her. I will make her divorce her husband. I will make her follow me. When we reach Ping City, she will have no relatives. When that time comes, she will still be in my hands. I will do whatever I want with her. I only need her heart! After the surgery, what do I care if she dies?"
Mrs. Sun sneered inwardly. Just like her silly sister, who had disappeared for many years. Who would still remember her?