It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

Inserting such a long catheter into the arm? Slowly drilling it into the blood vessels? She shuddered, and the thought of it made her feel uneasy, as if she was listening to fingernails scratching on a blackboard.

In the ward, Misu's crying could be heard faintly.

Are you crying because you are scared?

To her, Misu is a stranger, a student, and a fan.

She suddenly didn't want to stay any longer. She felt very sad and as if she couldn't breathe.

Beside her, Misu's mother burst into tears and told Misu's father, "Susu is most afraid of pain."

Seeing a catheter implanted in her daughter's blood vessels, a mother's heart would probably be broken.

Qiao Nai didn't say anything, but she was holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. Only then did Tong Yao know that she was a Buddhist.

The operation was quick, taking no more than fifteen minutes.

Misu's parents went in and hugged their daughter and cried bitterly.

When people are sick or desperate, they tend to be afraid, become sentimental and sensitive, and cry at the slightest thought. Separation from loved ones and death is a hardship that can never be overcome.

There was a piece of gauze on Misu's arm. There were bright red spots of blood on the gauze. Under the gauze, the catheter was sticking out, which was truly the tip of the iceberg.

Tong Yao and Qiao Nai stood at the door, watching silently.

The doctor asked Misu to hold something with the hand where the catheter was implanted, but she didn't dare to do so, as if she was afraid that the catheter would burst her blood vessels. The strong star-chasing girl before seemed to be an illusion. The real Misu was just like everyone else, afraid of pain and death.

The catheter may stay in Misu's body for a year.

Tong Yao sat on the edge of the bed and talked to the girl. She tried her best to find some cheerful and lively topics. Mi Su responded to her, but there was no smile in her eyes. It was forced optimism because she just couldn't bear to refuse the teacher's kindness.

Before leaving, Tong Yao added Mi Su's mother and Mi Su on WeChat. As soon as she and Qiao Nai went downstairs, they received a message on WeChat.

[Misu's mother]: Teacher Tong, thank you so much for today. Susu likes you very much, but I dare not say it. As a mother, I can't do anything for my daughter. I feel ashamed. Can you please take the liberty to visit Susu in the future? You don't have to stay with her for a long time. I just want to fulfill Susu's wish...

I also sent her a red envelope.

She didn't open the red envelope and replied:

"Susu is a good child. I will definitely come to see her when I have time. I believe she will be able to overcome the disease."

After sending the message, she and Qiao Nai continued walking, and Qiao Nai asked her:

“Can leukemia be cured by bone marrow transplantation?”

Tong Yao doesn’t know much about leukemia, but her impression from the TV series is this:

"seems like it."

Then, she watched Qiao Nai walk towards the blood station next to the outpatient building.

She was startled, "You want to donate blood?"

"I'll ask if I can get into the China Bone Marrow Bank." Qiao Nai said, "Maybe I can..."

She didn't finish her words, just smiled, and got on the blood station's car, asked the nurse inside a few words, and then stayed inside for almost ten minutes.

Tong Yao suddenly felt her brain begin to heat up. It was as if she had returned to her previous life, when she was in college and a group of enthusiastic young people rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to donate blood after seeing the propaganda slogan.

Nowadays, the treatment of leukemia is no longer as painful as extracting bone marrow unless you are a relative. To be more precise, it is donating hematopoietic stem cells. Most people who enter the bank will never find a matching patient in their lifetime, but the few who are successfully matched give the patient a chance to be reborn.

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

She was also afraid of pain, but if it was just the pain of having blood drawn... she could bear it.

She didn't know where the stupidity came from, but she just got on the blood donation vehicle.

The nurse was very kind and gave her a bottle of orange juice, saying that she was too light, so she only drew 200cc.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Qiao Nai asked her.

Tong Yao shook her head: "No."

Qiao Nai gave more than her, but he was still full of energy. Tong Yao was thinking about something. On the way home, she couldn't help but imagine what would happen if someone matched with her? Would it be troublesome?

The pressure is increasing.

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"Ruanruan, have you ever donated blood?"

“I have donated before,” the girl said on the phone. “I went to donate on the day of the physical examination at the beginning of the school year.”

"You have a strong sense of social responsibility."

She is worthy of being her little girl.

But the reputation of blood stations and the Red Cross is now criticized by many people.

Some problems do exist.

"Why are you asking this suddenly? Did you donate blood?" the little girl asked her.

"Yeah." Tong Yao arrived downstairs of her home, "There's a student in school who has leukemia... She's a girl. I know you want to ask."

"It's not surprising. We also have a seriously ill person in college," Ruan Qian said seriously, "A while ago, everyone in the circle of friends was posting water drops to raise funds."

With everyone's help, fundraising has largely solved the troubles and burdens of medical expenses for patients.

"I also joined a bone marrow bank," Tong Yao added.

"Ah?" Ruan Qian was stunned, but quickly reacted, "The chance of being a match is probably one in ten thousand."

"What if I am that one?" Tong Yao said, "Do you agree with my donation?"

Ruan Qian was silent for a while:

“I want to donate for you.”

"Don't make trouble."

"No," the little girl said aggrievedly, "If you want to donate, I will definitely respect your opinion. But... it shouldn't be harmful to the human body, right?"

"I heard it's harmless."

After saying this, Tong Yao shook her head, thinking that she was thinking too much.

There are not so many what-ifs.

Chapter 175: Operations Officer

Guangdong, Shenzhen.

The office building rented by Wanxiang Company is located in the city center, reaching up to the sky and standing out from the crowd. Looking out from the elevator, a strong sense of modern beauty hits you in the face. If the forest and wilderness are the beauty of nature, then this is the beauty of order.

Ruan Qian wore a white shirt and a beige skirt. This kind of slim and intellectual professional attire made her look more mature. She took a leave from school and cut her hair short to her shoulders because she was busy. Her roommates said that she looked like Miyano Shiho.

The girl who doesn't watch much anime actually did some research and after careful comparison, she found that they seem quite similar. This character is quite popular, but his personality seems a bit cold.

I don’t know if Teacher Tong likes it.

Wanxiang Company rented the 16th floor of the office building. Turning left to the conference room, Tong Hua, several senses, and several game planners were sitting in the middle chairs.

"Are you here? Please sit down first." Tong Hua greeted her.

Ruan Qian said apologetically: "Sorry, the plane is late."

"It's not too late. Get ready for the meeting."

The atmosphere of the meeting was not relaxed.

“As of March 3, the number of registered users of League of Legends reached 25 million, and the number of active players reached 800 million.”

The quarterly report was displayed on the big screen in the conference room. When everyone saw that the net profit was negative, their hearts sank.

On January 1, when the game was officially launched, there were 1 heroes, all free. Now, there are 30. Promotion costs money, servers cost money, maintenance and optimization costs money, equipment and plant costs money, research and development of new heroes costs money, human resources costs money... and there are various other large and small expenses, which make people have a migraine when they look at the financial report.

Their League of Legends is on a road of exploration. They are very reserved. From the launch of the server to now, they have only launched three skins, which is their only income. But what is frustrating is that the sales of the three skins are not good.

"We have 800 million players but don't know how to make money." The man next to him shook his head.

He is a shareholder of the company, named Xiang Heng, who has invested more than 300 million US dollars and is the company's major shareholder.

"What we need is a healthy and sustainable charging model," Ruan Qian said. "I believe selling skins is the right way to go."

"But sales were not good this quarter," Xiang Heng retorted.

"There are many reasons, but I think the most important one is that the skin is too ugly." She looked at several planners and operators and showed the pictures on her computer. "Why do you still sell skins that are not as good as the original? The art department just handed it over like that, and no one responded? I am a finance manager, but I can see so many problems."

In her opinion, these skins for sale, whether it is the original paintings, modeling, or even the dubbing, are all terrible.

The few people she stared at lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak.

"Let's get back to the topic." Xiang Heng said, "How to make a profit."

There was silence in the conference room.

"I...have a suggestion."

A planned opening.

"Speak." Tong Hua frowned and made a "please" gesture.

"We currently have a very popular hero, Ice Archer Ashe. I wonder if we can create a new hero, called Fire Archer, with lower damage but a larger attack range, and then sell it, how about that?" said the planner.

As soon as the words fell, the meeting room became even quieter.

Everyone present had heavy expressions on their faces, knowing the significance of this decision.

"I think it's feasible." Xiang Heng was the first to speak. "We have eight million users. This is an opportunity to make hundreds of millions, right? As long as the strength of the Flame Archer and the Ice Archer is similar, it won't affect the balance. We can have the best of both worlds, right? We can make a paid twin hero for every free hero!"

No one supports it, and no one opposes it. Everyone is just waiting for a trend to come and then go with the flow without taking any responsibility.

"Think about it carefully." Xiang Heng tried to convince more people. His money was burning every day, and he was more anxious than anyone else. "Do you have any more profitable methods?"

In the almost frozen air, Ruan Qian slowly raised her head and said softly:

"I feel bad."

Xiang Heng clenched his fists: "Why?"

"Because..." Ruan Qian thought for a moment and pursed her lips, "Many players who don't spend much money will feel uncomfortable."

In the conference room, some people nodded in agreement.

"So what if they don't feel comfortable without spending money?" Xiang Heng held his forehead with his hand, feeling very disappointed. "There are so many free contents for them to play, isn't that enough? We will try our best not to affect the balance of paid heroes!"

"But it will still have an impact, right?" Ruan Qian looked at him straight in the eye. "As long as there is even a tiny bit of impact, it will force players to spend money. Games that force people to spend money will not be liked and will not last long. But skins are different. Players voluntarily pay for skins."

"Then how much money did your players voluntarily pay you? If you want it to be free, you have to eat well first, right?" Xiang Heng sneered, "It's not good to be too idealistic."

Ruan Qian bit her lip and said nothing.

"Okay." Tong Hua spoke, wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and he exhaled heavily, "Let's not discuss this anymore. I support Ruan Qian's point of view and will not force players to spend money."

A hammer is fixed.

A proposal was rejected, making those present at the meeting even more hesitant.

"I have a proposal."

A clear voice sounded, and there was only one person in the room who had such a voice.

Ruan Qian raised her head, her neck was slender and white:

"I want all heroes to be paid. To be precise, we will open up some free heroes, and for other heroes, players can earn gold coins through playing games, and then unlock them with gold coins, or they can buy them directly with real money. In this way, free players can save up gold coins for paid heroes while getting familiar with free heroes, and they will cherish every hero they have spent time and energy to get, and practice and get familiar with them more diligently. We can give out a gift box every season, put some gold coins, hero accessories, voice, skins, etc. in the gift box, and players can unlock the next reward by playing games every day, which encourages players to play more games and unlock heroes faster..."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Everyone was stunned by her and stared dumbfounded at her bold idea.

It was too ahead of its time.

An operator from the United States kept opening and closing his hands:

“Interesting.”

Xiang Heng, who had always looked down on her as a little girl, also fell silent. Obviously, he realized the potential of this method.

"But..." Tong Hua frowned, "On the market, the existing MOBA games, DOTA, Qifan, etc., all of them are basically free for all heroes. If we charge for heroes, can we compete with them?"

Everyone's faces became solemn again.

This is a meeting that determines the fate of the company's development.

The discussion lasted from morning to night. Everyone expressed their opinions. One plan was rejected and another was proposed, as if it had entered an infinite loop.