Live Life to the Fullest

"No matter what you decide, I will support you." I said to my brother.

He chose to save, and I can understand it. After all, no matter what the adults are, the relationship between her and my brother is half-brother and sister.

He chose not to save, and I can understand. After all, although they are related by blood, the two have no feelings. Even her existence is proof that his father betrayed the family.

It may be because of this embarrassment that my brother toss and turn.

After I drove home, I received a call from my dad again.

Unsurprisingly, it came for the purpose of matching.

"Anyway, you are all sisters who are connected by blood. I hope you can help her." My dad's voice can hear the tiredness in his tone through the phone.

I really want to say, in fact, you are wrong. I have no blood relationship with her.

"let me consider it."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard my mother's voice: "Who called you?"

I took my phone, looked at her, and said in a daze, "My dad called."

After hearing this, my mother stretched out her hand to me: "Give me the phone."

I handed her the phone obediently.

After a while, my mother shouted at the other end of the phone: "This is your retribution. You deserve it. Don't even want to beg my son and daughter."

"Twenty years ago, when my daughter was sick and feverish in the hospital, she called you away from the hospital and killed my daughter in the end. This hatred, I will never forget……"

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

I could hear my dad's furious roar from across the phone.

"Wan Qing died a long time ago. He was killed by your dog men and women more than 20 years ago. Now it is really retribution. Your children will die in front of you. It is retribution."

With that, my mother couldn't help but laugh.

There was an inexplicable sadness in that laughter.

I watched her tears streaming down her face, as if she was revengeful, and when I finished laughing, I squatted down and covered my mouth and started crying.

The suppressed sadness was released instantly.

Seeing my mom like this, I couldn't help but knelt down and hugged her.

After she cried enough, she wiped away her tears, and then said to me: "Don't let your brother donate bone marrow, I don't understand what the doctor said, but I think no matter what you donate, it will affect your body more or less. Besides, that woman’s child is not worth my child’s doing."

I nodded: "Mom, I know."

"You remember, don't let your brother donate bone marrow."

After I nodded and agreed, she let go of her heart.

That woman may be the knot that my mother has been unable to let go of. What's more, after so many years, my dad finally chose that woman.

This is a complete insult to a wife!

In the afternoon, Qiao Yi came over.

He came with a medicine chest on his back this time.

After opening the medicine box, he took out a cloth bag from it. After opening it, he could see silver needles of various lengths inside.

He looked at my mother and said, "Relax and don't be afraid."

At this time, my mother's consciousness was sober and did not resist.

I watched Qiao Yi put the silver needle in my mother's head.

Looking at the silver needle, my heart was also lifted to my throat.

After all, this is the brain. If something goes wrong, it will ruin people.

His movements are not rushed or slow, it looks like a flowing water, and his face is even more calm.

After ten minutes, my mother got a lot of needles in her head.

"Mom, how do you feel?"

I looked at my mother and couldn't help asking.

"My head is a little panicked."

"normal phenomenon."

Hearing this, I nodded.

"After half an hour, just pull out the needle."

Afterwards, Qiao Yi said to my mother: "Lie down, I'll give you a massage."

Hearing this, my mother lay on the bed cautiously, with her arms under her chin and supporting herself.

Qiao Yi stretched out his hand on my mother's shoulders and body and started massaging.

"How does it feel?"

"It's hot all over, and my head is also very comfortable."

"This is for blood circulation."

Qiao Yi just massaged for half an hour.

Half an hour later, he pulled out the silver needle from Qiao Yi's head, needle by needle.

And each pin is unplugged in the order of the time it was plugged in.

After finishing, Qiao Yi's forehead also looked slightly sweaty.

He said to Qiao Liang, "I will come back at this time tomorrow."

I said to Qiao Yi: "You wait a moment."

Then, I turned around and pedaled upstairs. After that, I pulled out the specially prepared box and went down again.

I put the box into Qiao Yi's hand and said directly, "Thank you for treating my mother. This is my kindness. Please accept it."

Qiao Yi was stunned. After opening it and seeing the ginseng inside, he returned the box to me: "This is too expensive."

"It's okay, just accept it!"

This is the smallest ginseng I found, but it has been a hundred years old.

Now, a hundred-year-old wild ginseng is very rare.

"Just take it!" Aunt Qiao also persuaded.

"You may have to trouble you often in the future. You should hold this ginseng! Besides, this thing can save more people in your hands."

In the end, Qiao Yi accepted the gift with his hospitality.

After sending Qiao Yi away, the butler came over with a bunch of invitations and said, "This is an invitation sent by someone."

Qiao Liang heard the words and took the invitation.

After he opened it, his face was a little bad.

"Whose wedding invitation is this?" Aunt Qiao asked.

"Xiao Han and Xia Qingqing's." Qiao Liang said directly.

"when?"

"tomorrow."

"These invitations have been sent a few days in advance, so they are only sent now." Aunt Qiao dissatisfied.

"Don't worry about it." Qiao Liang said lightly.

"No, you have to go, no matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, you are still from the Xiao family." Aunt Qiao said with her eyes down.

"If you don't go, they will have more reasons to arrange you." Aunt Qiao continued.

"I will publicly explain my relationship with Xiao Jingtian on Weibo." Qiao Liang said with a frown.

"But even if it's a public relationship, that's your uncle, who raised you up, and those who don't know it will only think it's yours." Aunt Qiao continued.

Aunt Qiao saw it thoroughly, but for Qiao Liang, his ability to endure the Xiao family was his greatest tolerance.

Looking at Qiao Liang's attitude, one can imagine what life he spent in Xiao's house.

"Okay, I will go there."

"However, I want to see how he can order me now, uncle, huh—" Qiao Liang sneered, with a sneer.

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