Love You To The Bones

Outside the laboratory.

Fang Xiaoran stood there blankly. She dared not move her steps. She was nervous and afraid.

Waiting is the hardest, every minute is painful, especially related to the final conclusion of the baby's daughter's condition. Fortunately, Dr. Liu didn't let her wait too long.

He came out and handed her a newly released diagnosis. His face was serious and full of disappointment. "Miss Fang, have a look."

It didn't say that Shen Zichuan's bone marrow can be matched, nor can it be matched.

But Fang Xiaoran smelled something wrong from his look. The diagnosis certificate in her hand was as heavy as gold for a moment. She didn't have the courage to read the conclusion printed in black and white in the last column.

The heartbeat was a little disordered and heavy, and there was some unspeakable bad premonition, which made her close her eyes tightly, open them again, and her breath began to become unstable.

"Dr. Liu, I'm ready. You, you'd better tell me! No matter what the result is, I can accept it."

"Miss Fang, I'm sorry. The conclusion after the test is that it doesn't match at all."

"Not at all?"

Fang Xiaoran murmured again. She was disappointed and stared at the data in her hand. She had never felt that her breath was so cold as at the moment.

At that moment, it seemed that all the blood had been taken away, and there was no strength to cry.

She turned around, raised her head, poured back all her tears, and tried to hold a stiff, polite smile on her face, "thank you, Dr. Liu. I'll think of other ways."

"The best way is for you and Fang Baoer's father to conceive a child again and treat her with the umbilical cord blood of the newborn.

Miss Fang, Fang Baoer's physical condition is getting worse and worse. It's urgent to get pregnant. I hope you can hurry up as soon as possible! I still have something to do. Let's go first. "

Looking at Dr. Liu's back, Fang Xiaoran finally took off all the strong support and disguise, squatted down, squatted in a corner of the empty corridor, clenched the diagnosis book in her hand, slowly covered her eyes, and suddenly burst into tears.

If she is deeply in love with Shen Zichuan, it is a big mistake. If God wants to punish her, why should she punish her baby?!

Bao'er is just a child under the age of six. He has taken countless drugs since childhood. It is even more common to go to and from the hospital, so that the sentence bao'er often asks is not "Mommy, am I going to school today?", But "Mommy, am I going to the hospital today?".

Her baby is so innocent. Why, why should she bear such a terminal disease of life and death at a young age?

The incandescent lamp on the ceiling emits soft and warm light, but it can't warm Fang Xiaoran's cold body and cold heart.

She felt as if she were immersed in an ice cave and could never climb out.

Shen Zichuan has forgotten the past and is no stranger to her. It took a lot of trouble to draw a tube of blood from him this time. It took almost a month to succeed. Now she wants to find him to get pregnant and have a child again. I'm afraid it will be more difficult than going to heaven.

Fang Xiaoran curled up with her slender body and covered her eyes and lips with her fingers, calming her palpitation and uneasiness bit by bit.

Tell yourself you can find opportunities, you can find them.

For bao'er, she must be strong, a little stronger, hold on until the day when bao'er's body recovers.

Xiao Jingcheng finished a play in the equestrian arena and found several witnesses to prove that he did not leave halfway. After indirectly clearing his suspicion, he quickly called a taxi and rushed to the hospital.

Fang Xiaoran has been there for nearly two and a half hours. He hasn't called him to inform him of the final conclusion of bone marrow matching. He's not at ease. Eleven thousand people are not at ease.

It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

The deep corridor of the laboratory suddenly sounded bursts of very rapid footsteps.

Xiao Jingcheng saw Fang Xiaoran curled up in a corner, a small ball, eyes closed, face sad and silent tears.

I couldn't help but burst out in a cold sweat. Several big strides rushed to the woman who was in grief and despair. There was some choking and sour in her throat. "Ranran, what about the test results? Isn't it very bad?"

Hearing the speech, Fang Xiaoran, whose soft body was unable to lean back against the wall, suddenly raised her head and opened her wet eyes.

Xiao Jingcheng was shocked by her tired and bloody eyes, and her face couldn't help worrying and distressing.

He squatted down, took Fang Xiaoran's trembling thin shoulder with both hands, gently held her in his arms, put his chin on her head, and gently comforted, "Ranran is good, don't cry, okay? No matter what happens, I will accompany you and face it with you."

I am willing, willing to be your strong backing forever. When you need me most, I will appear by your side at any time and accompany you through all the hardships and storms.

As long as you want me to stop for you, I will do my best to hold up an umbrella against wind, frost and snow sword for you and protect you from worry all your life.

Fang Xiaoran raised her head in silence. Her trance vision fixed on the worried handsome face of the man in front of her. She touched his deep and caring eyes. For a long time, a smile more ugly than crying bloomed on her lips. "Jingcheng, our hope has failed. Shen Zichuan's bone marrow test results are not in line at all."

"He is bao'er's biological father. How and why?"

The deep white light on the ceiling above her hit her pale face. With such a beautiful dusty face, Xiao Jingcheng was shocked and silent.

Xiao Jingcheng was so frightened that he was about to jump out of his throat. He quickly tightened the strength of his two arms, half dragged and half helped Fang Xiaoran up from the ground, hugged her and leaned against the snow-white wall, suppressed his inner pain, and asked, "what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that the last hope can only rest on the umbilical cord blood of the newborn."

Fang Xiaoran sighed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was empty and lonely. "Now Shen Zichuan has completely forgotten me. Do you want me to take the initiative to strengthen him?"

"In addition to strengthening him, there is no other way to choose?"

Xiao Jingcheng's voice was dumb, and his heart suddenly filled with anger to destroy everything.

He did so much to prevent Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan from having unnecessary disputes again, but the so-called neonatal umbilical cord blood also pulled her and Shen Zichuan together——

How can he be reconciled? How can he?

"I don't know. I don't know what to do. Dr. Liu said that this is the only way to save bao'er. Foreign experts also stressed this point. If I don't go to Shen Zichuan to get pregnant successfully, should I watch bao'er die?

Jingcheng, I can't do it, I really can't do it, regardless of bao'er's life or death... "

Fang Xiaoran's brain was white. As long as she thought that she didn't do her best to treat her daughter, her heart hurt like a thousand cuts.

Unable to see her grief, Xiao Jingcheng hugged her tightly in his chest, his eyes stunned and at a loss.

Let Fang Xiaoran go to find Shen Zichuan and get pregnant again. He still doesn't let go. There is an incomparable contradiction in his heart.

On the other side of the corridor, Shen Zichuan has just been pushed out of the operating room and is being pushed to the VIP luxury ward by song Zijian and Ji muyuan.

The atmosphere was so lifeless that song Zijian glanced around casually to enliven the atmosphere. He glanced at a pair of men and women who hugged each other closely not far away, and couldn't help laughing, "Brother Zichuan, xiaojizi, see? The woman must be Xiaosan. She is pregnant with the man's child and is discussing whether to have an abortion or forced marriage. In the hospital, such cheating will be staged every day. I don't see too much."

Shen Zichuan lay on the snow-white sheet and ignored song Zijian's words.

When he passed the couple, he naturally glanced. It was clear that Xiao Jingcheng and Fang Xiaoran hugged each other. Their cold and sinister faces had no expression.

A dark pupil suddenly shrunk, and soon turned to the other side. The cold knuckles of fingers were covered under the snow-white sheets, one by one, clenched into an iron fist!