Cute baby in charge: President don't mess with my mommy

"If we only rely on chemotherapy, there is basically no possibility of cure for this chronic myeloid leukemia, and it will last three or four years. At present, the only way to cure this disease is through allogeneic bone marrow transplantation. The cure performance is about 60%, but now we haven't found a donor. Instead of waiting, we might as well talk to you Your husband regenerates a child and uses the umbilical cord blood of the newborn to extract hematopoietic stem cells. It only takes ten months to conceive a child. Mai Tian is still in a safe period during these ten months. "

Jiang Yinuo explained scientifically. When he looked at her again, he found that her face was very pale, "miss he? Are you okay?"

How can she be okay?

Let her have another baby? She didn't know where to find the man to have another baby. She didn't know who raped her that night. Now where did she go to find that man!

He MuQing clenched her hand secretly. Her lips were as white as paper, and her eyes looked at the desk without focus.

Jiang Yinuo looked at the woman in front of him. Her clear eyes were filled with despair, like silk gently pulling his heart. Originally, as a doctor, seeing the patient's family members show such an expression, Sikong was surprised, but somehow, his heart suddenly burst when he touched the despair in her eyes.

"Is there any difficulty?"

Mu Qing shook her head, "can't you use my bone marrow?"

Jiang Yinuo looked at her seriously, "your bone marrow is not completely consistent with your daughter, so the risk will be greater."

He MuQing couldn't listen to what he said later. She came home with Mai Tian, hid in the quilt, wrapped herself in a silk quilt, and tears slipped out of the corners of her eyes.

The doctor doesn't know how complicated and impossible it is for her to have another child!

But what is her Mai Tian going to do?

She wants to curl herself up in a dark corner to avoid everything, or shrink in a hard shell like a turtle. However, there is a big difference between reality and imagination. If she is knocked down so soon, what should Mai Tian do?

She had to force herself to face such a cruel reality, holding cold water and beating her face, trying to make herself more sober.

When I walked out of the living room, I saw Mai Tian lying on the ground with his legs cocked and a brush in his hand. He looked at cartoon characters on TV and drew them seriously. His little face was full of seriousness.

"Mai Tian, didn't your mother tell you not to lie on the ground?"

"Come on, get up, sit on the stool and draw." Then he pulled Mai Tian up and let her sit on a small stool.

"Mom, do you think my painting is good?"

"This is happy, but I prefer chic brother and lazy, hee hee." Mai Tian pointed to the laziness above, and the laughter was sweet, which made Mu Qing feel much better unconsciously. She squatted beside Mai Tian and kissed her face, "Mai Tian, the painting is very good."

"Really? That's what grandma said. Grandma also said she would take me to the painting class to learn painting."

"Does Mai Tian like painting very much? Then mom will sign you up for a class and let's learn, OK?"

Mai Tian was happy when he heard this. His eyes were shining. "Really? Does mom really want me to draw?"

"Yes."

"O ye, long live mother!"

The little guy jumped up excitedly and danced.

……

Action is better than heart. In the afternoon, he MuQing led Mai Tian out to find a painting class, not only to find someone close to home, but also to find a credible organization.

Asked about the registration points of four or five painting classes, but they were not very satisfied.

One is that other people have started classes and need Mai Tian to wait for some time to reopen the class, or because the place is too remote, Mu Qing can't believe it, and she can't feel at ease to give Mai Tian to the teacher there.

The two mothers and daughters walked in the street hand in hand. Mai Tian tilted her head, "Mom, I'm tired."

She squatted down and held Mai Tian's little face. "Mai Tian, mom will find you a teacher and teach you to draw."

"Shall we find it tomorrow? I want spicy chicken wings and wheat hamburgers."

Mu Qing looked at the direction she pointed and touched her head. "Mai Tian, mom knows you like to eat, but those things can't be eaten often. When you get well, mom will take you to eat, okay?"

The little guy was obviously lost and tooted his lips, "no, no, I want to eat spicy chicken wings, just once, okay?"

At this time, a black car stopped beside her. The window slid down. Jiang Yinuo shouted, "Miss He."

Mu Qing was stunned. He opened the door and came to her. Jiang Yinuo looked young in a light gray casual dress. He came to Mai Tian, "Mai Tian, do you remember your uncle?"

Mai Tian looked at him, "Uncle glasses?"

"Hehe, is this the nickname you gave me?" He touched Mai Tian's head, noticed the loss on her face, and asked, "what's the matter? His mouth is so high."

"I want to eat KFC, but my mother said I can't eat it until I get well."

Jiang Yinuo smiled, "uncle, will you please eat KFC?"

"Dr. Jiang..."

MuQing hurriedly called to live. Jiang Yinuo picked Mai Tian up. "It's no big deal to have a meal. It doesn't affect anything. The most important thing is the patient's mood. Let's go. It's opposite."

Just thinking of refusing, he had got on the car with Mai Tian, "what are you doing? Get on the car."

MuQing had no choice but to get on the bus. Jiang Yinuo drove the car to the opposite parking space and led Mai Tian in KFC. As soon as he went in, all kinds of eyes were thrown at them.

"I'm so sorry to ask you to invite me."

Mu Qing said in embarrassment. Unexpectedly, he grinned, "please change it for you next time."

She was stunned and raised the corners of her mouth, "OK, you must ask Dr. Jiang if you have a chance."

Jiang Yinuo looked at Mai Tian, "is it delicious?"

Mai Tian nodded frequently, took French fries with ketchup and handed it to him, "uncle, you can eat it too."

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of her holding the information of the painting class in her hand. He pursed his lips, "do you want to report the painting class to Mai Tian?"

"Well, she likes painting. I want her to learn more and increase her interest."

Jiang Yinuo nodded clearly and then said, "why don't I teach her? You send her to my place every day and I'll teach her."

Mu Qing was surprised, "can Dr. Jiang draw?"

"I learned a little when I was a child. You let Mai Tian follow me. I can learn about her condition as soon as possible."

Jiang Yinuo's words are reasonable. Mai Tian is not an ordinary child, but a seriously ill child