Chapter 9 Transplantation
The sun rose again, dispelling the long night, but it could not dispel the pain that had scorched into people's hearts.
Although miracles are not promotional items in stores, they are still the last straw for too many people, and I don't know if this is sad or heroic.
Wang Xialuo, who was just a little squint this night, opened her eyes, put on a surgical gown, and put on a mask, but it seemed that she suddenly thought of something, sat down and held a pen, and wrote on a blank page.
No matter how short life is, no matter how humble it is, it is incomparably precious, irreplaceable, and unique.
Ah Bin, who had been guarding all night, Li Banruo, who had arrived belatedly, and Zhou Xiaohu, who was clenching his trembling fists, these three men watched Zhou Yier being pushed into the operating room.
Finally, in the face of the frail child, Abin saw the smiling face that could wash away all darkness, the greatest and greatest masterpiece created by this dim world.
As the red light turned on, it was as if something had gone out in silence.
It was a long wait, but the heart that was touched seemed to be praying that the red light would never go out, perhaps because of the fear of the future in the dark.
Zhou Xiaohu left, saying that he was going to fight the last punch, Abin and Li Banruo did not stop them, maybe this great father, even in the end, he wanted to fight with her, this is her battle, and it is also his fight.
In the corridor, the two sat on the seats, Li Banruo's legs kept shaking, and a lifetime of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Abin also bowed his head deeply, as if the heaviness of life was completely pressed on the two of them, which was a suffocating feeling.
In the operating room, the transplant operation was carried out in an orderly manner, Wang Xialuo skillfully carried out the movements in her hands, she had experienced this scene countless times, but this time, she was extremely nervous, she was afraid that the indestructibility she had worked so hard to build would collapse with the death of the life of this child who would laugh and call her Sister Wang.
On the boxing ring, the shouts and shouts seemed to dilute all the depression, Zhou Xiaohu waved his fist, and fell with a punch, his eyes were extremely resolute.
Ah Bin slowly closed his eyes, and a picture echoed in his mind.
At sunset, he carried the lithe child on his back, followed by a happy dog.
"Brother Bin, how is the outside world?" said Xiao Huya, holding his not too broad back.
"It's big, big, it's beautiful, it's beautiful. Abin replied.
She smiled, showing a yearning expression, although he couldn't see the yearning expression, but he seemed to be able to imagine, and smiled: "Little Huya, when Aunt Bai's illness is cured, let's go out together, okay?"
She nodded vigorously and said, "Brother Bin, I heard Sister Shuang say that there are many, many bad people in the outside world, is it true?"
"There may be a lot of bad guys, but it's just a sight to behold. He said with some sadness, as if he had thought of something long, long away, that was his memory that wanted to turn into a white halo.
"So will Brother Bin protect me?" said Xiao Huya with a blushing face.
"Brother Bin will protect you for a lifetime, and Xiaohuya is only responsible for seeing the most beautiful and beautiful scenery. Abin said, his voice unusually firm.
She laughed, what a beautiful laugh, like a ray of light, redeeming his broken soul.
But everything came to an abrupt end.
The sunset, dyeing everything red, bloody red.
"Don't!" he shouted as he opened his eyes in alarm.
Li Panruo stared directly at Ah Bin, who was already full of tears, and wondered, "What's wrong?"
Abin looked at Li Panruo, touched the tears on his face, squeezed out the sunny smile, said it was okay, and then got up and walked to the bathroom.
Li Panruo sat stunned in place, if he believed in Abin, he would have a ghost, even so, he didn't plan to ask deeply, after all, there were not a few heavy stories on anyone.
Abin washed his face with cold water a few times, looked at himself in the mirror, rubbed his face, and muttered softly: "One day, I will find you...."
The fist landed on Zhou Xiaohu's face, making him stunned for a second, and then the fist fell like raindrops, and he could only make defensive movements and bear everything.
"Hit him for me!!" shouted the boss behind him, but he could only watch Zhou Xiaohu being forced into the corner of the ring, like a target next to him.
It was another heavy punch, but it attracted a burst of cheers and excitement, Zhou Xiaohu's body was shaky, and at this moment, the whistle sounded, and the referee separated the two.
In the corner of the ring, Zhou Xiaohu gasped for breath, his vision was hazy, the fat boss kept blaming beside him, but the cursing voice gradually blurred, he raised his head and looked at the people in the audience, a pair of eyes were looking at him, he was like a wild dog, desperately biting, just to survive.
But how could he fall? It wasn't just his fight.
The whistle sounded again, and he staggered to the center of the ring, his opponent as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, constantly provoking, as if he was in control.
His steps were messy, his breathing was getting heavier, his fists were like a thousand pounds, he was shaking, his eyes were firmer than ever.
The fist fell violently, hitting him on the cheek so hard that his consciousness went blank and he fell like this.
In the operating room, Wang Xialuo looked at the small and slender body in the warehouse, and watched the blood red slowly enter her body, with an incomparably serious expression and incomparably awe.
If transplanting the head is grafting the soul, then transplanting the bone marrow is transplanting the soul. It is the kind of attempt to first be infinitely on the verge of death and then come back to life, which is more generous and heroic than going directly to death.
"Everything works fine. The little nurse beside her said with some excitement, as if she saw a glimmer of hope, but the next moment, her expression became heavy.
Donor survival rates are declining.
Walking out of the bathroom, Abin looked as if nothing had happened, and Li Banruo didn't ask anything, just started to smoke, one after another, one after another.
"Master Pan, if I hadn't stopped you at that time, would you have directly removed one of Zhou Xiaohu's fingers?" Abin sat down beside Li Banruo and said.
Li Panruo glanced at Abin and nodded without hesitation.
"Isn't it a little too ruthless?" said Abin, a little innocently.
Li Panruo seemed to be very disgusted with Abin's innocence, biting the cigarette butt and saying: "There is borrowing and repaying, even if that person will be me one day, I will accept all this, because people always have to pay for what they get, there is no free lunch in this world, let alone pies falling from the sky." ”
Abin nodded silently, he smiled, not because of anything else, but because of the guy in front of him with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.
"Fool. Li Banruo spat out two words.
"You too. ”
"Haven't you cleaned up?" Li Banruo raised his fist, but Abin had already slipped away, and Li Banruo only made a symbolic gesture and continued to smoke.
Abin sat down next to Li Banruo again, and then said, "She will definitely be able to get through, she is stronger than anyone else." ”
Li Banruo didn't squeak, just nodded slightly.
"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six..."
The last second count slowly reached Zhou Xiaohu's ears, and he stood up resolutely, although he could no longer feel his fist.
There was a cheer, as if it were given to him.
"You're looking for death!" The opponent looked at Zhou Xiaohu, who was unwilling to admit defeat, and his face was ruthless, and he attacked Zhou Xiaohu again.
"How can I fall .... How could I fall...," he muttered, dodging the punch in a thrilling way, and then slamming it out, perhaps it was just a movement given to him by his body, for he had long since felt it.
The fist landed on the opponent's face, but Zhou Xiaohu couldn't support the impact given to him by this power, and fell directly.
The opponent also fell into the ring because of this punch, and his mind went blank for a while, and for a while, all the two wild dogs fighting fell, and the people in the audience were dumbfounded.
The referee also seemed to have seen this situation for the first time, and he didn't know how to make a decision for a while, but just began to read the seconds.
"Ten..."
Zhou Xiaohu, who fell to the ground, moved, he didn't seem to be able to hear the noisy shouts beside him, his eyes were blank, and his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
"Nine... Eight... Seven..."
He tried to move his fingers, but he couldn't feel anything because of the numbness, perhaps because his strength was completely depleted.
"Six... Five... Four... Three..."
Suddenly, there was a blank in my mind, but it seemed that in this blank space, a light person came.
"Dad. The child smiled innocently.
He stood up violently, and suddenly his waist was so straight.
There was an uproar, and the people, who were completely unaware of the warmth and coldness, seemed to show awe at what they thought was a wild dog.
The red light in the operating room goes out.
Li Banruo and Ah Bin got up at the same time, and the two of them threw themselves at the tightly closed door of the operating room at the same time, this is an incomparably long and incomparably short process, whether they are ready to face this answer or not, it is now time to face it.
Wang Xialuo, who looked extremely tired, walked out, and the two surrounded him for the first time, but Wang Xialuo's expression made them unable to think of a good ending or a bad ending, and before the anxious Li Banruo could ask, Wang Xialuo said: "The donor is not alive." ”
"What do you mean?" Li Panruo asked, but he seemed to have an answer in his heart that he couldn't accept.
She took off her mask, exhaled deeply, and said: "It's a miracle, the donor didn't survive, and it didn't relapse, and its original immune system resurged." Escaped the most dangerous post-transplant recurrence, avoided post-transplant allogeneic rejection, broke through myelosuppression, jumped three levels in a row, fought back, and stood out from the encirclement. Although it cannot be said that it is close to healing at this time, it can be said that it is moving away from danger, because the most dangerous thing has passed. ”
Li Panruo's originally extremely sad expression showed a smile, hugged Abin beside him, and said excitedly: "Did you hear it, she survived!!"
Ah Bin also smiled and nodded vigorously at Wang Xialuo.
Wang Xialuo smiled, it seemed that at this moment, she felt the heaviness of life, but she was extremely happy, it was precisely because of this that she needed to live harder.
Zhou Xiaohu, who was lying in the lounge, received such a phone call, perhaps because he was too excited, his hands were so trembling, and when he hung up the phone, his mood still couldn't calm down for a long time, he shed tears, trembling and muttering: "Yingzi, Yi'er is alive...."