The swirling smoke before Wei Linchen's eyes dissipated. He tightly closed his eyes, his tone already calm: "Second brother, why does the Witch Clan want my organs?"
Fu Yuheng was very sensitive to people's emotions.
Even though his younger brother seemed calm at the moment, he could feel the chill exuding from his body and the overwhelming rage that was inadvertently released, permeating the air.
Fu Yuheng showed a look of helplessness. Under Wei Linchen's bloodshot gaze, he revealed the inside story: "The Witch Clan's Saintess had a child who was born weak with organ failure, needing an organ and blood transplant to survive.
Because of the child's unique blood type, it was impossible to find a suitable match. When we went on a trip that year, they targeted you during that medical exam you had at the hospital."
Wei Linchen didn't need further explanation to guess. It was simply that all his medical checks matched the requirements to save that Witch Clan Saintess's child.
