Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Cheng Han finally agreed to transfer to another hospital under Cheng Yue's persuasion. Cheng Yue arranged everything for him as quickly as possible. He only dared to sit down when Cheng Han was drowsy.

He still didn't want to see him, his compromise was just because he was worried about Cheng Yifan.

After Xiao Hao went to the company that day, he was very busy again. Cheng Yue vaguely heard from Yang Mo that his company was in trouble but he had no time to take care of it. I didn't ask any more questions.

On the day when the matching results came out, Cheng Han waited in Dr. Yan's office early, and he couldn't even describe how disturbed he was.

When I took the matching form and saw that it basically matched the four characters, my heart suddenly relaxed.

"Dean, this result can be used as a match."

"Then can we arrange surgery as soon as possible?"

"This can't be rushed, it needs to be done step by step. You know, chemotherapy needs to be done before the replacement of hematopoietic stem cells, but with Cheng Han's current situation, it's hard to bear it."

"How long does conditioning take?"

"This varies from person to person, but the soonest he needs to wait until his physical indicators are basically stable, I initially estimate that it will take a week."

"Okay, then I'll be ready anytime."

"It's not busy. Combined with your physical examination status in recent years and the comprehensive examination in the past two days, I don't think you are suitable for donation."

"What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, it does not meet the physical conditions for donation."

"Don't worry about it, I know it well."

"Dean, my job is to save people rather than harm them. You must be more aware of your physical condition than anyone else. According to your current situation, moderate anemia is changing from severe anemia. You should be aware of the potential dangers involved. And if the operation is really performed, all the drugs you are currently taking need to be stopped, and mobilizers are injected for 4 consecutive days. You know, the reaction of mobilizers varies from person to person, but for patients with gastric ulcers, I don’t have to Say, you know what's on your mind."

"Doctor Yan, please help me."

Sitting in the office, Cheng Yue looked at the results of his physical examination and felt extremely bitter in his heart. He thought that this body still had final value, at least it would give him another chance to redeem his sins, but the data listed one by one on it made him feel helpless. There is nothing to say.

Anemia, hypoglycemia, large gastric ulcers. . .I have never been so hopeful and helpless as I am now.

Like a reminder, the crazily raging pain in his stomach taunted him bit by bit, it seemed impossible for him to even do these things.Propping his head with his palms, he lay on the table stubbornly and refused to press it with his hands. The cold sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop on the desk, and a small puddle of water gathered under his palms to cool him down.

In a daze, he didn't even hear Cheng Yifan's knock on the door.It wasn't until the ringing of the mobile phone next to him seemed to be incessant that he slowly propped himself up and sat down.

"dad?"

"Where are you?"

"office."

"Why didn't you answer when I knocked on the door?"

"Did you knock on the door? Sorry, I didn't hear you. Where are you now?"

"Outside the door."

Cheng Yue put the inspection report in his hand into the drawer, stood up with the support of the table, his eyes were foggy, he lowered his head and slowly moved over to open the door.

Cheng Yifan seemed to be in a hurry, and walked in the door by mistake, so naturally he didn't have time to care about the crumbling appearance of the people behind him.

Cheng Yue leaned against the door and straightened his body calmly, trying his best to walk over as smoothly as possible.

"I just heard that you two brothers were successfully matched?"

"Well, the results just came out today, and the matching is a perfect match."

"That means Ah Han is saved, right?" Sitting in the chair opposite, Cheng Yifan stood up excitedly. After so many years, Cheng Yue actually saw the smile from his heart again on his face.

"Yes, Dad."

"You'll save him, won't you?"

"I..." Before Cheng Yue could say a word, a violent contraction in his stomach made him overwhelmed, and he quietly clenched his hands into fists, but in Cheng Yifan's eyes, it was a different scene.

"What? Ah Yue? Are you unwilling? I just came over from Dr. Yan. He said that your physical examination is not good, but it's not that Ah Han still has time for early chemotherapy. You can use these days to recuperate, right? ?"

"Dad." Cheng Yue's stomachache was a little dizzy, but he could still hear Cheng Yifan's indifference. Although he was used to it, it still made him feel superfluous to say it from his mouth.

"I can help you settle the hospital affairs!" Cheng Yifan has been used to the exchange of equivalent value between businessmen for many years of ups and downs in shopping malls, so he naturally judged by the standards of businessmen. Once close to Cheng Yue, he only cared about Cheng Han's safety in his heart, but ignored that the person in front of him was also his own son. He didn't even feel that it was inappropriate to blurt out a word, instead he looked like he was afraid of being rejected.

"As long as you are willing to save Ah Han, I can help you settle everything and increase the investment share, and the equity can be unloaded from your name."

Hearing this, Cheng Yue raised his head in disbelief and looked at Cheng Yifan. His usually enchanting eyes had already lost their former brilliance at this time. The uncontrollable backlash and shock in his eyes made Cheng Yifan finally realize what he had said.

"I mean..."

"Dad, you go back first. Ah Han is my younger brother. I understand that blood is thicker than water. I will give him a match." Cheng Yue eagerly wanted to interrupt Cheng Yifan's words, the pain in his stomach was caused by his After a few words, he began to siege the city crazily. He was afraid. He was even afraid that Cheng Yifan would say a bigger bargaining chip. How would he face it?

"I have another merciless request."

"You say."

"You know, Ah Han has too much resistance to you, so can you not tell him that you matched him?" Cheng Yifan became less confident as he spoke, but he had to be ruthless.

"I see."

How humble can a person be in front of his closest relatives?

He was never willing to disobey or reject any of their requests, but in their view, all of this was just a means for him to ask for forgiveness. In my heart, that feeling of embarrassment never disappeared.

Cheng Yue looked at Cheng Yifan's leaving back and couldn't bear the earth-shattering pain in his stomach anymore, staggered a few times and finally fell to one knee on the ground, with his upper abdomen tightly clasped to his knees, even not enough to suppress the pain, No matter what, he clenched his fist and pressed it up again.

Unexpectedly, in the end, what he wanted to make up for was a reciprocal transaction.

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