Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Yan Huai prayed.

Don't be what he thinks...

don't want……

But in the end, the verdict came down with nowhere to escape.

"His blood type is quite special, and it may be difficult for the bone marrow bank to find a suitable one. It is easier for relatives who are related by blood to match."

blood relatives...

Yan Huai felt as if his head had been torn apart by something, and wanted to scream out in pain.

relatives……

his relatives.

They were all killed by him...

When Yan Huai killed Wen Cheng, he flaunted the corners of his lips and gave him a smug smile.

Yan Huai naively thought that he was the final winner.

But only now did he realize how stupid he was back then!

It's him……

He personally buried this, his beloved boy...

Yan Huai shook his head in a daze, like someone who was about to drown, desperately grasping at the useless straw: "I will help him find... whatever price you pay, I will find the right one..."

The chief physician frowned, thinking that Yan Huai was unwilling to donate bone marrow, so he said: "Even relatives may not be able to match, you can go for a screening first and then decide. Well, who are you to him, brother, still?"

"Forget it, time is short. Call all his other relatives."

Naturally, no one can call Yan Huai, and Yu Tang has no relatives in this world.

Yan Huai simply dealt with his neck and arms, then came back in a daze, and sat beside Yu Tang's bed.

Yan Huai lowered his head, feeling so ashamed that he hardly dared to look directly at the young man's face.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Yan Huai came back to his senses, asked the butler to drive, and went home to take those precious gifts from Yu Tang.

The reason why I went to get it myself was because Yan Huai at this time didn't want anyone to touch Yu Tang's things!

Yan Huai was even more afraid that Yu Tang would feel uneasy when he woke up, and that his hand was injured again, so he couldn't take care of him well...

[System 223: Ah, he obviously regretted it, why didn't the value of love move. 】This unscientific!

[Yu Tang: Zai Zai, carbon-based organisms are very complicated. 】

[System 223: Woohoo. 】I don't understand.

[Yu Tang: He needs a little empathy, that's okay, I'm ready for him. 】

[System 223:? 】When did you prepare?

I do not know how?

Yan Huai glued the cracked photo frames back together, put them in a bag, and took them to the hospital.

When he walked to the door, Yan Huai suddenly saw the car he gave Yu Tang.

Yan Huai would not have noticed this thing at first, but because he came back to get Yu Tang's gift, and this car was also a gift, it naturally caught his attention.

Yan Huai smelled a smell.

He suddenly remembered something, stunned for a moment in the dark night, walked over slowly, and opened the front trunk of the car.

The champagne roses have withered long ago, their heads drooping and squeezed into the small space, exuding an unpleasant smell...

Yan Huai's body froze for a while, tears slowly fell down.

Yan Huai is an orphan, and he understands the pain of being helpless, so he has never been able to empathize and understand Yu Tang's sadness.

But at this moment, Yan Huai realized that he was different from Yu Tang.

Yan Huai had no parents since he was a child, and since he can remember, he has been struggling on his own.

No matter how hard and difficult it is, he is used to this kind of life.

But Xiaoyu soup is different.

He originally had a warm family and loved his parents, just like a delicate flower growing up in a greenhouse.

It was he who pulled the boy out of the greenhouse and continued to injure him in various ways, turning him into this withered appearance...

[Yan Huai love value +1, current love value 98]

[Yan Huai blackening value -10, current blackening value 0]

Yan Huai grasped these withered flowers with his hands, and the dry thorns that had not been removed made his already injured right hand hurt bitterly.

The fear these days made Yan Huai unable to bear it any longer, and he collapsed heavily.

The butler hurried over to help him.

Yan Huai's face was pale, and he was extremely weak. With all his strength, he handed the bag to the housekeeper and sent him to the hospital, and then his body went limp and fell into a coma.