Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She had to buy another cell phone for herself and get a card. This was a call, but after typing the number, she stunned it. She still remembered the number.

It turns out that not everything can be forgotten, nor can everything be remembered.

"Chu Li, it's me," she put her phone against her ear and tightened her clothes. It seemed to be a little cold.

"What's wrong?" The man over there seemed to be in a good mood, and even the voice was no longer the indifference that was thousands of miles away.

"It's okay," Xia Ruoxin took out a card. "Did you give my doctor's fee wrong, wasn't it five thousand?"

"Five thousand?" Chu Lituo sneered, "My wife and daughter are not so worthless, giving five million is less. If you are not satisfied, I'll go talk with them without breaking a bone, also If it were torn off a piece of flesh again. "

Well, Xia Ruoxin stopped talking, she put the phone back in her bag, and went home to pack it first. I don't know if there was a layer of soil. After all, she hasn't returned home for more than half a month.

When passing by the mall, the burned building was covered with a layer of colored stripe on the outside, and it should still be decorated inside, but she still can clearly remember that those people inside screamed and The cry, the sound of the bones being broken, the sound of her cell phone falling to the ground, such scenes and scenes, vividly remembered, and even caused her to fight the Cold War, she lowered her head, and could not help walking Speeded up a bit.

Opening the door, she reached out and touched the shoe cabinet. It was unexpected. There was no dust on it, and she didn't know who made it.

It wasn't until Xiao Yudian came back that she knew what was going on.

Xiu Diao stomped a pair of little feet, raised his own face, "Mom, everybody is an uncle and Xiao Yu Dian swept clean, Xiao Yu wiped the table."

And she blinked a pair of big eyes, and that little face was full of writing, boasting me, boasting me, hurrying me.

"Baby, the baby is amazing," she pinched her daughter's little round face, but she couldn't think of it. The man who was always in a good suit, how could he clean it?

It was another weekend of the week. Xia Ruoxin went to the painting room with a little rain, and after more than half a month, he saw Lin Qing and Guoer.

Aunt, are you okay?

Guo Er asked Xia Ruoxin in anxiety, "Will the aunt, like my parents, go far away, don't want us anymore."

Xia Ruoxin rubbed Guoer's soft hair. Auntie is fine. Isn't this here?

Guo Er smiled very shyly, while Lin Qing on the side always held his little sister's hand, and a card hung on his neck. This was given to him by Xia Ruoxin, saying that he could cure his sister's legs. It is there.

Xia Ruoxin didn't say that Guo Er's money for the leg had all been injected into that card. As long as Guo Er grew up, she could try to do rehabilitation, and she could also bring a prosthesis. Yes, but now they are still young, and naturally they will know when they grow up.

However, she will never know. It turns out that sometimes when they want to come, it is really beautiful and very close. There seems to be only one step, that is, they can find it, and they can touch it, but it is actually.

It turned out that they never had hope.

Chu Lu just arrived home and left his two-story villa aside. He likes where he lives now. This is like a home with a wife and a daughter, even if he has n’t entered the door yet. Not recognized.

Undressing, he wanted to take a shower, but the phone rang like crazy.

There are not many people who can know his personal phone number, but at this time, people who can make this call, but with ten fingers. He picked up his cell phone from the table and took a look.

The result was his mother Song Wan called.

He connected, put it in his ear, and unbuttoned his body, and before he could speak, he heard the cry from Song Wan on the phone.

His buttons were unsolved, he quickly picked up his clothes and went out.

"Well ..." He knocked on Xia Ruoxin's door.

Xia Ruoxin opened the door and she looked back at the table below.

"No meals."

"No," Chu Li grabbed a hand of her hair. "If you want, I want to go back once. Chu Xiang is sick."

"I see." Although Xia Ruoxin didn't like Chu Xiang, she wouldn't be happy or miserable. After all, she was just a child, but in her heart she was still a little girl who didn't like calculating her daughter.

At this time, in the hospital, Shi Wan had no more crying. The whole family had the best relationship with Chu Xiang. She who ate and lived with her also hurt Chu Xiang as her own granddaughter. After all, she brought it home. , Raised, she cares, she may not know, compared to her own granddaughter to come out to kiss some.

Chu Li opened the door and walked in, asking directly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Song Wan opened her tears and answered the same question, she cried first, or the doctor on the side told Chu Lu's condition.

"This child has kidney problems, and the child is too young. There is no cure for this disease, and the most effective method is transplantation."

"Well, is it a kidney transplant?"

Although Chu Li did not study medicine, basic common sense still exists.

"Yes," the doctor nodded, exactly as it was, "Mr. Chu, and the child was too ill, the general treatment was not very useful to her. We need to move the kidneys and viscera as soon as possible. ... "The doctor's voice stopped, after a long while.

"It's because she's too small that the best kidney she can transplant is a child of her kind."

"Alu," Song Wan quickly held Chulu's sleeve, "as soon as you want to save Xiangxiang, you must save my Xiangxiang," and she was already frightened, and she spoke in a certain speed.

Is n’t the kidney just a kidney? They had money in the Chu family, and they were afraid they could not buy a kidney.

But Chu Li didn't think of Song Wan.

After all, this is not an ordinary thing, but a human organ. There is only one set of organs on each person's body. There is no extra and no extra. It is still a five- or six-year-old child.

But Chu Xiang's illness could not be ignored, no matter what, he was also a daughter in his name.

"The doctor troubles you and arranges the surgery as soon as possible. I can provide a good price here," he will have the money to buy a kidney and treat Chu Xiang first.

"I know, please rest assured, Mr. Chu," he understands the situation of the Chu family. Although he is an adopted daughter, he is also a daughter. Now it depends on Chu Xiang's life. Kidneys.