Where Our Marriage Goes

The next day, Zhang Jiahe planned to pick up Xiao Tianyu from school at noon, and then took him to eat KFC, his favorite food on weekdays. But when he arrived at the school, he threw himself into the air. It was not Chen Ling who picked up his son early, but Xiao Tianyu didn't come to school at all these two days.

I heard it was a cold and fever.

Son has a cold and fever for several days? Zhang Jiahe didn't know anything about it. Since his divorce, he didn't take the initiative to call Chen Ling. If he wanted to see his son, he would go home directly or pick him up from school, or learn the news of his son from the two old people. However, recently, the two old people have returned to their hometown, so Zhang Jiahe knows nothing about his son.

Zhang Jiahe was going to call Chen Ling to ask about the situation. Unexpectedly, the other party's phone came first.

Zhang Jiahe answered the phone and Chen Ling scolded before she could speak; "Zhang Jiahe, have you let the dog eat your conscience? You don't care if your son is ill?"

Zhang Jiahe was eager to know about his son, so Chen Ling scolded him and he had no time to care.

"I just went to school to know that Tianyu hasn't come to school for several days. He has a good cold and fever." Zhang Jiahe looked very anxious in his tone.

Chen Ling replied angrily; "I don't know why I have a good cold and fever, and I haven't had a good shot for several days. From this morning, he has a fever and nosebleed. I'm going to take him to the hospital for a detailed examination this afternoon. You must go with me."

Chen Ling's last words were in a commanding tone.

His son's situation was not optimistic. Naturally, Zhang Jiahe could not calm down. After ending his call with Chen Ling, he immediately drove to meet his mother and son.

When Zhang Jiahe came, Chen Ling was coaxing Tianyu to take medicine.

I haven't seen the little guy lose a big circle in a few days. The whole person looks very listless.

But the moment he saw his father, Xiao Tianyu's eyes lit up.

"Dad, have you eaten?" xiaotianyu asked with concern.

Zhang Jiahe replied in a hurry; "Yes, I did. Dad came here after dinner. Did you eat, son?"

Xiao Tianyu nodded gently.

Zhang Jiahe snorted; "Smelly boy, you've learned to lie so little, but you haven't eaten two meals."

Zhang Jiahe frowned when he heard that his son had not eaten twice. He didn't complain that Chen Ling didn't take good care of her son. He knew he was unqualified.

Anyway, in the process of her son's growth, Chen Ling paid far more en times than her father.

Zhang Jiahe coaxed Tianyu to take the medicine. After waiting for a while, he took him out to eat.

At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Jiahe and Chen Ling took Xiao Tianyu to the hospital, and then did a specific and detailed examination.

While waiting for the results, their expressions were a little heavy.

In front of Xiao Tianyu, they didn't dare to understand what was in their hearts, but they could read each other's worries.

Their hearts have not been so close for a long time.

When the results came out, the doctor let them in.

Zhang Jiahe went in alone, while Chen Ling and Xiao Tianyu were waiting outside.

"Doctor; how's my son?" Zhang Jiahe asked carefully. Through the doctor's expression, he vaguely felt that things were bad.

This is a doctor in his forties. He looks very kind and gives people a natural sense of intimacy.

The doctor glanced at the examination report in front of him, and then looked deeply at the patient's family sitting opposite him. He sighed a long sigh, and then said slowly; "The patient is not a common cold and fever, but aplastic anemia, which is commonly known as leukemia."

Hearing the three words leukemia, Zhang Jiahe's head hummed. He looked at the doctor with an incredible expression; "You can't make a mistake. My son is not eight years old. How can he get leukemia?"

In the face of doubt, the doctor said coldly; "If you don't believe it, you can go to another house for inspection. Others can fake, but the instruments and equipment can't fake."

Zhang Jiahe also knows that his doubts are unreasonable. This hospital is the most famous hospital in Qingdao. The medical equipment and medical workers here are also the most authoritative in Qingdao.

After a moment of meditation, Zhang Jiahe opened his mouth; "I know leukemia is a terminal disease, but there are two ways to change chemotherapy or bone marrow. Which one can be used for my son?"

The doctor said slowly; "From the examination results, the patient's situation is still optimistic. At present, he only needs to be hospitalized for chemotherapy. If several courses of chemotherapy have no effect or even worsen, then consider the situation of bone marrow transplantation. However, I still hope that the family members can prepare for bone marrow transplantation in advance."

Zhang Jiahe understood that the preparation mentioned by the doctor was mainly about the cost.

Zhang Jiahe came out of the office half an hour later. At the moment, his footsteps felt heavy. How he wished it was just a nightmare.

How can his lively son get leukemia? He hasn't had his eighth birthday yet!

When Chen Ling saw that Zhang Jiahe had gone for so long, she intuitively told herself that it was bad.

"I'll pay the hospitalization fee." although Zhang Jiahe only said these words, Chen Ling judged that things were not optimistic through his expression and tone of voice. She didn't ask much.

Almost twenty minutes later, everything was ready.

Xiao Tianyu lived in a single room ward with two beds, a sofa, a TV and a water dispenser.

Zhang Jiahe first arranged Xiao Tianyu to watch TV, and then called Chen Ling out.

On the balcony on the top floor of the hospital, Chen lingcai asked; "What's wrong with Tianyu?"

Zhang Jiahe sighed deeply and murmured three words - leukemia.

When she heard these three words, Chen Ling was almost weak. She grabbed Zhang Jiahe's arm and shook it hard while asking loudly; "Zhang Jiahe, you're talking nonsense, aren't you? Tianyu didn't get this damn disease, did he?"

Zhang Jiahe shook off the shackles of Chen Ling and said painfully; "I also hope I'm talking nonsense. I also hope Tianyu just has a common cold and fever, but -"

Unconsciously, Chen Ling's tears had rolled down. She said to herself as she wiped her tears; "How can my son get that disease? How can my son get that disease? I don't want my son to die, I don't want it."

Zhang Jiahe gently put his hand on Chen Ling's shoulder and said softly; "This is the end of the matter. We can only face it calmly. The doctor said that Tianyu's situation is still optimistic. We should do chemotherapy first, and then bone marrow transplantation if chemotherapy can't be done. Chen Ling; we should believe that Tianyu will be fine with current medicine."

Chen Ling nodded silently; "OK, let's listen to the doctor's arrangement and give Tianyu chemotherapy first."

Then Xiao Tianyu began to receive chemotherapy.

The distance between Zhang Jiahe and Chen Ling is close again because of his son's disease.

The second elder Zhang was devastated when he learned that his baby grandson had leukemia, and the old lady fainted directly.

Chemotherapy is a very painful thing for adults, not to mention for a child who is only seven or eight years old. Zhang Jiahe and Chen Ling are distressed to see their son tortured every day.

Now they have long abandoned their past grievances, twisted into a rope, clenched their hands and resisted the disease together with their son.

After three months, Xiao Tianyu's situation not only did not improve, but began to deteriorate, which worried Chen Ling and Zhang Jiahe.

Because of chemotherapy, Xiao Tianyu's hair had already fallen out, and the whole person looked very puffy.

Although he was very small, Xiao Tianyu began to care about his image. He felt that his bald head was too embarrassing, so he asked his mother to buy a hat. Since he had a hat, the little guy refused to take it off. He would wear a hat even when he slept.

After lunch that day, Xiao Tianyu suddenly asked his mother who was pouring hot water for him; "Will I die?"

Chen Ling, who was busy, was startled by the three words that came out of Xiao Tianyu's mouth. Her hand shook slightly and the cup fell to the ground; "Tianyu, don't talk nonsense. How old are you? How can you save and die? Your grandparents and parents are waiting for you to have a future to support when you grow up."

Seeing that his mother was angry, Xiao Tianyu didn't dare to say the word "dead".

Two days later, Xiao Tianyu's attending doctor called Zhang Jiahe to the office.

The doctor clearly told Zhang Jiahe that the only way to save Tianyu was to have a bone marrow transplant.

Zhang Jiahe knew that there was no other way except bone marrow transplantation.

Generally, bone marrow transplantation is to find matching type from immediate relatives or use umbilical cord blood.

After learning that the only way to save Tianyu is to carry out bone marrow transplantation, Zhang Jiahe and Chen Ling, as his closest relatives, naturally went to take blood for testing first.

They are the closest relatives of Tianyu, but the result is very disappointing. They can't match xiaotianyu.

If Mom and dad can't, they put their hopes on their grandparents and grandparents. Although they are old and not suitable for bone marrow transplantation, they always have to try, but the results are still very disappointing.

In order to save her son, Chen Ling brought her eldest son, who she rarely met with her ex husband, to Qingdao. He and Tianyu are half brothers. Maybe he can deserve it.

After testing, the results were also disappointing. Tianyu's half brother failed to match him.

Because the immediate relatives have failed to match one after another, the hospital has combined with the China bone marrow bank in the hope of finding a suitable match from the bone marrow bank.

"Zhang Jiahe; I hope you can get Lu Ruhua to the hospital. She is Tianyu's half sister. Maybe her bone marrow can match." Chen Ling solemnly told Zhang Jiahe that she was not discussing with Zhang Jiahe, but ordering.

If there is no other way, Chen Ling certainly can't think of giving way to Yingxue's daughter to save her son.