Tang Yuxin was still standing, not moving half a step, and her gaze fell on Qin Ziye's face again, cold and clear, but there was no ripple all the time.

She is a cold person after all, someone who is sorry for her, no matter how deep her feelings, she will give up, maybe she is also a woman without feelings, she doesn't even want to admit her own mother, let alone such a deceived relationship.

Something, she thought she was going to have a paragraph again.

And the process of breaking off is not an escape.

She clenched her arm, and then walked forward, also standing by the bedside, this man is no longer the Qin Ziye of the past, his life has been tormented by the disease and has nothing.

Even his life was about to be lost.

"Yu Xin ......" Qin Ziye shouted Tang Yuxin's name, but his voice was extremely difficult and difficult to speak.

"It's good to see you," he laughed miserably, "at least, I can see you in the last days, and ......" He stretched out his hand, and the pair of thin and bloodless hands were placed in the air, as if he wanted someone to grab something, as if he wanted someone else to help him catch something, but in the end this hand was still in the air, alone.

Even he himself gave up, let alone others.

"I ......" As soon as he said a word, he coughed violently, and his face was coughed with some ashes, and he still owed her a word of sorry, that is, he had never said sorry.

And he actually found that when he saw her, his life, even if he died, seemed to be able to be consummated.

He really wanted to say sorry, but he still didn't blurt out the last three words.

Tang Yuxin turned around, then opened the door and walked out, when she turned back again, she found that Qin Ziye was clutching the sheet with both hands, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Who is the man in this world who will cry for him, and she has thought about it, if there is a man who cries for her, she will definitely marry him, but now such tears are not what she wants.

She walked into the dean's office again

And not long after, when she came out again, the dean behind her couldn't help but sigh heavily.

The dean said, Yu Xin, you really think it through.

She said yes.

The dean said that your body can't donate bone marrow now, otherwise it may affect your health, and even if you want to donate, it will be half a year later.

She said that after half a year, people will be ashes.

And what else can the dean say, donate or not, no one can make decisions for her, only her, and only she can.

Tang Yuxin walked out of the hospital, at this time, under the bright sky, the blue was so clear and clean, a leaf just fell in front of her, and then fell lightly, she bent down and picked up the leaf from the ground.

The beginning of life or the end of life.

She brought the leaves to her eyes, and she could still see the lines on the dead leaves, one by one, as if she could still feel the greenery at that time, and she placed the leaves under a big tree.

It's final, it's the beginning.

Then she walked into the hospital again, and of course made a decision, she donated this bone marrow.

Because I don't care, this is an ordinary person, for her, it's just a patient, so for a doctor, a patient, whether it's a man, a woman, something she knows, something she doesn't know, or who she used to be, does it matter?

In fact, she is not as unsuitable for bone marrow donation as others imagine, when it was the first time she knew that person was Qin Ziye, she didn't want to donate, so she secretly used medicine to adjust her body, in fact, it was not so serious, her body was very healthy, and she could donate bone marrow completely, but she didn't want to.

And now, after she saw that person, all of a sudden, she began to feel relieved.

Whoever loves whom, who likes whom, isn't all in the past.

When she saw him, she was very calm, her heart was no longer throbbing, the man who held the child and smiled to her heart was dead in her memory, and the person who had always made her feel that she would be looking for was also gone.

Now Qin Ziye is just a sick and dying patient, and then, what else.

Nothing, it seems.

"Doctor Tang, are you ready?" the doctor asked Tang Yuxin, "It will hurt a little, but we will give you anesthetic, can you hold on for a while?"

"I know," Tang Yuxin was lying on the hospital bed, everything in front of her was white to clean, and white to transparent, and the only color was the two words quiet written not far away.

When she felt the pain in her back, she couldn't help frowning, and the pain was not the end, but the beginning.

She grabbed the sheets under her, the cold sweat on her forehead was also rolling down in large pieces, and her white fingers were almost about to break.

She was in pain, she wanted to cry in pain.

She could feel the sound of needles digging into the bones in her back.

It was like that, and then something was being pulled out of it, and even the needle was still moving around.

Her face became worse and worse, her fingers were clenching the sheets, and the cold sweat was almost wet with her clothes, the muscles of her body were almost tense to the extreme, and her body began to tremble and spasm.

She was holding back, but it still hurt.

And the two doctors pressed her body tightly to prevent her from moving.

Her fingers were almost broken here, and even her feet were tightened.

Then there was a bang, as if something had broken off from her body, and she lay on the bed, breathing heavily, while the muscles in her body were still very tense.

Even the doctors who pressed her were a little unbearable, and even they were red-eyed and secretly crying.

This one really hurts.

People are flesh and blood, how can they not hurt, but they still have to endure it alive, this is the price of saving lives.

Until the needle was removed, even the doctor broke out in a cold sweat, he wiped the sweat from his head, and his clothes were almost soaked. At this time, the clothes on Tang Yuxin's body were already soaked, and they were also wet, and I was afraid that they would be able to wring out water.

Her hands finally let go, but the sheets were pulled out of sight by her.

At this time, her hair was already on her face, her long eyelashes were gently shaking, and the moisture was spreading in the corners of her eyes.

The doctor took out the bone marrow and handed it over to Qin Ziye's attending doctor outside.