Where Our Marriage Goes

As soon as she arrived, Yingxue's cell phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and the phone was from Zhang Jiahe.

After hesitating, Yingxue picks up the phone; "What's wrong with calling me so early?"

Yingxue's tone is cold and refuses people thousands of miles away. It's nothing that Zhang Jiahe doesn't visit her daughter on time these days. She wishes her daughter hadn't met there all her life, but xiaoruhua, who hasn't seen her father for a long time, is very disappointed.

Seeing her daughter annoyed by her father's repeated absences makes Yingxue feel very dissatisfied with Zhang Jiahe.

The phone was silent for about a minute before Zhang Jiahe's voice came; "Xiaoxue: I'm very busy recently, so I didn't go to see my daughter. I was going to take her out on the weekend, but I have something on the weekend. I want to pick her up at school this noon and have lunch with her?"

Zhang Jiahe's tone sounded very low, without any vitality. He felt as if he was terminally ill.

Yingxue thought carefully and said; "Well, you go to school to pick up painting at noon. Don't stay out too long. Take her back to school after dinner."

"OK, I see."

After hanging up Yingxue's phone, Zhang Jiahe bowed his head and fell into meditation.

Actually, he didn't tell Yingxue the truth just now.

He took his daughter out to take her to the hospital for testing to see if his daughter's bone marrow could match Tianyu successfully. If you still can't match successfully, you will die. You can wait for good news from the bone marrow bank. If your daughter's bone marrow and Tianyu can match successfully, even if you kowtow to Yingxue, you have to ask her to promise her daughter to save her brother Tianyu.

Zhang Jiahe knows that if the matching is successful, it is really cruel to let a child under the age of eight donate his bone marrow, but there is no way. He hopes his son can recover.

At noon, Zhang Jiahe drove to the picturesque school. When he came, the school had just finished class.

When Xiao Ruhua saw his father who had not seen him for a long time at the school gate, he was very happy.

"Dad, you haven't seen me for a long time. I thought you didn't want me." Xiao Ruhua began to play coquettish with Zhang Jiahe's sleeve.

Zhang Jiahe gently picked up the little girl and kissed her cheek. Because he hadn't shaved much recently, the hard stubble hurt Xiao Ruhua's pink and tender skin.

Little picturesque frowned and said angrily; "Dad, your beard hurts me. You have to shave. I don't want sloppy dad."

Zhang Jiahe said in a hurry; "Honey, I'm sorry. Just forgive Dad this time. Dad will shave frequently in the future."

Xiao Ruhua smiled and nodded.

Zhang Jiahe knew that the little girl liked to eat pizza, so he took her to a pizza shop to eat pizza.

When the food was about the same, Zhang Jiahe's originally cheerful look suddenly became serious; "Draw; your brother Tianyu is ill, and he is very seriously ill. Can you go to the hospital with your father to see him?"

Hearing that brother Tianyu was ill, Xiao Ruhua hurriedly put down the things in his hand; "Of course I want to see brother Tianyu, but I know brother Tianyu doesn't like me. I'm afraid he will be angry and affect his condition after I go."

Hearing the little girl's warm words made Zhang Jiahe feel as warm as spring.

After calming his mood a little, Zhang Jiahe began to speak; "Don't worry, your brother Tianyu already knows he did wrong before and shouldn't do that to you. He is very ill now. His father hasn't come to see you in the hospital these months. He takes care of brother Tianyu. Draw; if your brother Tianyu needs you to save him, are you willing to save him?"

"I'd like to. Dad, do you have no money to pay the hospitalization fee for brother Tianyu? I can give you my lucky money, and I can borrow it from my mother and Zhiyuan's father, and return it to them when I grow up. I only want brother Tianyu to be good." xiaoruhua answered without hesitation, and every word is full of enthusiasm and perseverance.

Zhang Jiahe smiled and nodded; "My baby is so good and sensible. If your brother Tianyu needs you to give him a blood transfusion, and you need to input a lot of blood, will you?"

Xiao Ruhua hesitated a little this time before answering; "I will. As long as I give my blood to brother Tianyu, he will get better and I won't die. I hope brother Tianyu and I will live well. He needs to raise his father and Aunt Chen when he grows up. I need to raise my mother, two dads, grandma and godmother."

The little girl's warm words moved Zhang Jiahe again and almost shed tears.

After lunch, Zhang Jiahe took xiaoruhua to the hospital.

Instead of taking the little girl to see Tianyu, he took her to draw blood.

"Draw; your brother Tianyu's illness needs a lot of blood. Neither your father nor your Aunt Chen's blood can be. You are his sister. Maybe your blood can be. Let's do a test first. The blood drawing will hurt a little. Don't be afraid." Zhang Jiahe Haosheng comforted Xiao Ruhua before sending her to the doctor for blood drawing.

When drawing blood, Zhang Jiahe specially covered Xiao Ruhua's eyes and asked her to take a deep breath.

Soon the doctor drew a drop of blood from the little girl.

Xiaoruhua feels like an injection when she has a cold.

After drawing blood, Zhang Jiahe took xiaoruhua to the ward.

Xiao Tianyu was taking a nap when father and daughter came.

Little picturesque just took a silent look through the glass window. When he saw that brother Tianyu who hadn't seen for months had completely changed, little picturesque tears fell down.

Chen Ling's attitude towards little Ruhua is much better than in the past. She knows that only this little girl can save her son's life. Therefore, even if she hates this little girl again, she will pretend to be kind.

After coming out of the hospital, small as a picture asked weakly; "Dad, can my blood really save brother Tianyu?"

Zhang Jiahe hesitated before answering the little girl's question; "It depends on what the doctor says. Maybe, maybe not."

"If not, what should brother Tianyu do?" Xiao Ruhua asked.

Zhang Jiahe sighed deeply and said; "If your blood can't save him, then you have to wait for the right blood. Don't worry, brother will be fine."

Soon Zhang Jiahe sent Xiao Ruhua back to school.

All afternoon, Xiao Ruhua was thinking about Tianyu, so he couldn't calm down and study hard. He always wandered in class. For this reason, he was criticized by the teacher.

When eating at night, she was picturesque and worried. Many of her favorite dishes on the table were tasteless.

"Painting; what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong?" Yingxue first noticed something wrong with the little girl.

Xiao Ruhua put down her chopsticks, then turned to her mother. She hesitated before she opened her mouth; "Mom, I'm not sick. Brother Tianyu is very, very sick. My father took me to the hospital to see him. My father said my brother needs blood transfusion to recover. My father asked me if I would like to save my brother with my blood. I said I would. Then the doctor's uncle drew a drop of blood for me. My father said it depends on the result. I'm so afraid my blood can't save brother Tianyu."

The little girl's words surprised Yingxue, Qin Zhiyuan and the two old people. They all put down their chopsticks.

"Draw; did you tell Grandpa that your Jiahe father said Tianyu had something wrong?" old man Lu asked nervously.

Picturesque shaking his head; "Dad said it was a very serious disease. He didn't come to see me these months. He was taking care of my brother. My brother's ward can only go in with a mask. When I went, my brother was sleeping. He looked really ill."

Before she finished, the little girl was already in tears.

Yingxue can no longer sit still. She immediately grabs her mobile phone and goes outside, and then dials Zhang Jiahe's mobile phone.

"Zhang Jiahe, what's the matter with you? Why did you take the painting to the hospital? Why did you take the painting to the hospital without my knowledge and ask the doctor to draw blood for her? Why?" at the moment, Yingxue's mood has been out of control. If Zhang Jiahe is in front of her, she must be handsome and have big mouths.

Compared with Yingxue's rage, Zhang Jiahe over the phone is very calm.

"Xiaoxue; I'm sorry! I can't help it either. Tianyu has leukemia and needs bone marrow transplantation. Chen Ling and I and other immediate relatives have failed to match. Painting is my only hope. So I secretly take her to the hospital for examination. I know if I tell you this in advance, you won't agree. I really can't help it. Xiaoxue; I beg you to see for your daughter's sake Son, forgive me this time. "Zhang Jiahe's voice has both guilt and helplessness. It's more sad. It's a father's sadness.

Yingxue has no compassion for Zhang Jiahe's explanation; "Zhang Jiahe: thanks to your father, Tianyu is your son. Isn't painting your kind? Do you know what bone marrow transplantation means? How can you bear painting when it's still so small? Yes, you haven't raised painting for a day. Of course, you can't really love her. Do you know that every time I draw and inject, I feel like I'm suffering, and I feel like crying. For example If painting is really successful in matching Tianyu, do you really have the heart to let painting extract bone marrow? Do you know that it is extracted bone marrow, not one drop of blood or two drops of blood. An adult may not be able to bear it, not to mention a child under the age of eight. I'll put my words here for you today. Even if the matching is successful, I can't let my daughter extract bone marrow. You killed this one for me as early as possible Heart, if you dare to secretly take the painting to the hospital again, do you believe I will work hard with you and Chen Ling. "

After finishing what she should say, Yingxue immediately hangs up the phone.

Yingxue doesn't answer until her anger completely subsides.

After dinner, Yingxue accompanied Xiao Ruhua to do her homework.

After finishing her homework, Yingxue takes the little girl's hand and says solemnly; "Baby, remember that you are still young and can't draw blood for your brother. There will be other ways to cure your brother's illness. You are my mother's life. If you have a mistake, how can you let my mother live?"

Xiao Ruhua was confused for a while. For the same thing, why did my father say yes and my mother say no.

After xiaoruhua is put to sleep, Yingxue can no longer suppress her anger.

She punched the wall hard; "Zhang Jiahe has gone too far, too far."

Qin Zhiyuan is in great pain when he sees Yingxue.

He took Yingxue to the two old men's room.

After sitting down, Yingxue tells Zhang Tianyu about leukemia.

"Zhang Jiahe went too far to take a picture to the hospital for blood without telling us." Qin Zhiyuan said with an unhappy face.

Mother Lu sighed; "Zhang Tianyu is also a poor child. He has leukemia at this point. One of my subordinate's grandchildren has this disease and completely hollowed out his family. Fortunately, he has been cured."

Father Lu looked into Yingxue's eyes and asked seriously; "If the matching of painting is successful, don't you really want her to offer bone marrow to Zhang Tianyu?"

Yingxue answered without hesitation; "I don't want to. I raised painting with a handful of excrement and urine. Her life is my life. How can I let her take risks? If she is an adult, of course, I support her to treat her brother, even if she is a stranger, I don't object, but she is still so young. There is a good or bad thing in every case. Even if painting grows up and will complain about me, I will stick to it."

Yingxue knows very well that she refuses to let her daughter save Tianyu, and that she has nothing to do with Chen Ling's gratitude and resentment. Although it was Chen Ling and her cub who ruined her happiness, that has changed. All his so-called inhumanity is due to a mother's love for her daughter.

After understanding Yingxue's attitude, the two old men and Qin Zhiyuan didn't say anything more.

They are also reluctant to let xiaoruhua take the risk. After all, they are pumping hematopoietic stem cells, not just one drop of blood and two drops of blood.

After coming out of the two old people's room, Yingxue and Qin Zhiyuan went back to their bedroom. Yingxue doesn't want to go back to her small home tonight.

After returning to the bedroom, Qin Zhiyuan spoke; "Xiaoxue, you'd better be prepared. If the bone marrow of painting really matches Tianyu successfully, Zhang Jiahe and his family will certainly not give up."

Yingxue snorted coldly; "What can they do if they don't give up? They can force the child to the operating table. I'm the direct guardian of painting. No one wants to touch her without my permission."

Qin Zhiyuan sighed; Murmured; "That said, I'm afraid they use painting to do your ideological work."

"Anyway, I will be tough this time. Even if painting hates me, I will do so." Yingxue also knows that things will never be so simple, but she is ready to fight with Zhangjia people to the end.

The mood is really irritable. Yingxue beats the pillow with her hand. If she doesn't feel satisfied, she takes Qin Zhiyuan out of her anger.

Qin Zhiyuan knows that Yingxue is in a bad mood at the moment, so no matter how she beats him, he doesn't say a word and is willing to vent his anger for Yingxue.

She was so upset that she couldn't sleep, but she had to go to work the next day, and she had to take several local poverty alleviation investigation teams to the following place. In order to have a good state, Yingxue had to find a sleeping pill to take.