This application was from a set of parents on behalf of their seven-year-old identical twin daughters.
A fire had broken out in their home in the middle of the night, and the two little girls had fallen unconscious from smoke inhalation and suffered severe burns.
Fortunately, both girls were eventually rescued.
However, due to the severity of her burns, the younger sister’s left hand and left lower leg had to be amputated.
The older sister’s injuries were less severe, but oxygen deprivation had caused catastrophic brain damage. She had been in a coma ever since and could be declared brain-dead at any moment.
The parents were pleading for the Extraordinary Fund’s help to transplant the older sister’s left hand and left foot to the younger sister, and to restore the younger sister’s burned face and features.
Because they were identical twins, such a transplant would be essentially the same as an autograft, with a very low risk of rejection.
Yan Feifan understood that the parents had made the most painful decision imaginable: to sacrifice one child to save the other.
Just then, Yan Feifan saw Yu Suye shake her small fist in front of his face.
"Feifan, this application is beyond perfect for the fund."
"If you don’t approve it, I’ll..."
"...I’ll strongly support what your sister suggested."
Yan Feifan shot Yu Suye a sidelong glance and picked up his phone. "Fine, you two win. I’m terrified."
"I’ll call He Junxing right now and have him go to their location to conduct an in-person investigation."
"If their situation is as stated, he’ll arrange for the two girls and their parents to be transferred to our Affiliated Hospital."
"I’ll mobilize the hospital’s resources to treat them..."
Yan Feifan had barely finished speaking when Yu Suye planted a firm kiss on his lips.
"Feifan, you’re the best! I’ll give you a proper reward tonight."
"Oh no, you won’t!"
Yan Ziruo quickly intervened. "Su Ye, you’re forgetting that Feifan is still in his recovery period, conserving his strength. You can’t be reckless."
Seeing Yu Suye blush a deep crimson and shyly cover her face, Yan Feifan’s own mind started to race with desire.
"Sis, a moderate amount of exercise and release is good for the mind and body. Holding it in for too long is bad for your health. Very bad."
Seeing his sister was about to protest again, Yan Feifan quickly added, "Mr. Yu never said I had to completely abstain, did he?"
"Which means he agrees that I should get a moderate amount of exercise."
Yan Feifan pressed on, "Sis, I’m not just making this up. When in doubt, look it up online."
"Go on, look it up..."
Yan Ziruo glared at her brother, but she still picked up her phone to do a search.
A few minutes later, she nodded. "Well, the internet seems to agree..."
Before the words were even out of Yan Ziruo’s mouth, an impatient Yan Feifan had already sprung up from the sofa. He reached out, sliding one arm under Yu Suye’s knees and the other behind her back, preparing to lift her in a princess carry.
He lifted...
And lifted again...
Yan Feifan gave up, frustrated. "Su Ye, your body density is way too high."
"Get up yourself and follow me to my room."
Yu Suye giggled, standing up with a hint of coyness.
Then, with a twinkle in her eye, she bent down, hoisted Yan Feifan over her shoulder, and trotted toward the stairs...
The scene left Yan Ziruo fuming.
"You two... are you just going to pretend I don’t exist? You’re going to be the death of me..."