Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After Wen Yuan went to the hospital, everything was blurred. He only heard the doctor's voice: "The child needs further examination. A rare chronic disease cannot be ruled out."

Wen Yuan's legs were a little soft, and she raised her eyes for a while: "Is there a good treatment plan?"

The doctor shook his head gently, "At present, in addition to the bone marrow matching, the umbilical cord blood of newborns from the same father and mother is used. We recommend the second type. After all, the rejection rate is low, and the child will suffer less, and the first This option is not easy to find a matching type. Perhaps family members and the bone marrow banks around the world can’t find a suitable one, then the second option must be used. You...think carefully. Although it is a chronic disease, the sooner you can The better."

After the doctor finished speaking, he signed a piece of paper sent by the nurse and left.

Wen Yuan stood alone for a long time.

She was a little at a loss, she was desperate at this moment.

Missing Nan is everything to her, and she can’t help but thinking about Nan...

Ye Mubai once said that she was selfish. For her own sake, she ignored Nan's feelings. It seemed that she was a selfish person who only cared about her own feelings.

If she had agreed to Ye Mubai's proposal, did she think Nan would not be lying alone in the hospital today?

Wen Yuan walked to the door of the sterile room and wanted to be isolated for three days and treated with ultraviolet rays. His small body was lying there quietly, his face a little pale.

She thinks Nan, how could he get such a disease, he has always been so healthy and lively.

The doctor’s words were recalled in his mind, “He got pneumonia a while ago, which is actually a manifestation of this disease, but it was ignored at the time and it was not checked.”

Wen Yuan's face was pressed against the cold glass, and he gently closed his eyes, feeling very guilty.

It was her who ignored Xiangnan because of Ye Mubai's appearance. If she paid more attention to her in normal times, Xiangnan would not have discovered it so late.

She feels guilty and cuts her heart.

Her tears were stained with the cold glass, and only she could understand the feeling of heart-cutting.

Xiangnan needed closed treatment for three days, and she only went in briefly in the early morning of the next day.

Xiang Nan woke up, looked at her weakly, and called her mother, "Am I seriously ill, mother, will I die?"

Wen Yuan squeezed his hand and kissed him: "No, no."

Xiang Nan's eyes were not as clear as before, but he tried to raise his hand to comfort his mother: "Mom, Xiang Nan is not afraid of pain, I want to live with my mother."

With the small head pressed against her neck, Wen Yuan's sadness reached its climax.

As a mother, I miss Nan's mother. At this time, she can't take care of all her self-esteem and everything. She bowed her head and missed Nan: "Good, it will be fine."

Xiang Nan, but in this short time, fell asleep.

Wen Yuan stretched out his hand and touched his cheek lightly, with a low voice, "Xiang Nan, Mom won't let you do anything."

The nurse reminded her that she should go out. Wen Yuan walked out and watched quietly outside for a long time.

Later, she dialed Ye Mubai's phone in the aisle, and it rang a lot before being picked up, but it was a girl's voice, "Ye Mubai is taking a shower."

Night guide?

He should be his artist.

The voice is very young, probably Lin Danni.

Wen Yuan was embarrassed and said softly, "Wait for him... OK, can you let him call me, my name is Wen Yuan."

The girl was a bit polite, saying that she would tell her, and the phone quickly hung up.

Wen Yuan kept waiting for Ye Mubai's call.

He never called, and she stood at the window of the aisle and continued to wait.

Waiting...

He was taking a bath with a woman beside him. Wen Yuan knew what was happening at the moment.

She closed her eyes, feeling confused about having to have another child for herself and such a man, and...somewhat nauseous.

But she has no choice.

She stood there, her eyes astringent.

I have been waiting for a long time, about an hour, or two hours, when Wen Yuan's heart was almost numb.

[Happy New Year's Day~~]