At half past nine in the evening, I drove back to the hospital parking lot and went straight to the operating room.

In the cold winter of Layue, when the temperature was close to freezing, my mother wrapped a thin coat and sat silently on the cold corridor bench.

When my mother saw me, her face was very pale, really, a little bloodless, and her eyes were dead.

I didn't speak, I just took off my coat and covered her, and my mother said to me: "The operation started at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I knew you had something to do, so I lied to you...... At eight o'clock, the doctor said that the operation had failed, and Xiaoyang was gone......"

My mom started crying after saying that, really, my mood was so bad, it was like someone had knocked me on a stick, and I was almost unsteady on my feet.

In the year of its establishment, the company went bankrupt, his wife cheated, and now he has no son......

Before I came to the hospital, I was actually mentally prepared, but when it came time to face it, my heart was still very painful, as if I had been cut by a thousand knives, and it was difficult to breathe.

What a life.

My mother grabbed my hand and said what should I do now, my heart hurts, such a good child, if you don't say it's gone, it's my grandmother who didn't take care of her grandson, it's my fault, it's my fault......

My mom was about to slap herself as she spoke, her mouth was full of cursed words, her expression was empty and desperate, and for as long as I can remember, except for my dad's death, this was the second time she had been so sad.

When I was a child, I was not in good health, I often got sick, there was no doctor in the village, I could only go to the town to see a doctor, and I had the impression that I walked the most, that is, the yellow mud road outside the village, it was rotten when it rained, and it could sink to my knees, my mother didn't play an umbrella every time, just brought a straw hat, and put a coat on me, I didn't understand it at first, but then I slowly understood, she had to crawl on that part of the road, it was really climbing, and there was a thin me on my back, I was sick, and I was weak.

When I was seven years old, there was a rainstorm, I launched a high fever, my mother carried me across the yellow mud road, all the way to the hospital, only to find that the money bag was lost, the clinic did not give treatment, my mother had to go back to get the money, let me wait in the hospital, I refused to live or die, splashed and rolled, my mother had to carry me, and climbed over the yellow mud road, in order to save time, put me in a broken pavilion on the way, but the rain fell too much, and also launched a flood, the wooden bridge of the river in front was washed away, my mother took the money back, Stranded on the other side, she looked at the muddy and rushing river, drenched in the rain, and knelt on the ground and wailed.

I lay on the fence of the pavilion and watched my mother jump into the river and swim towards me, but she was washed away before she could swim halfway, and when the villagers found her, she was two kilometers away in the next village, holding a banana tree and soaking in cold water for two hours, with only five words in her mouth: Save my son.

That's how her rheumatoid fell.

Later, I went to elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university, and I have been actively participating in various exercises, and my physique is getting better and better, better than all sports students.

The only thing I hated was the yellow mud road and the river, so after I became the boss, the first thing I did was to build a bridge and pave the road, so that the flat avenue would lead directly to the door of the house.

That private clinic finally closed down, and it was also a new hospital that I invested in, and I spent tens of millions of dollars in my hometown, doing a lot of useless work, and finally being ridiculed and falling out with relatives, not for anything else, just to have peace of mind.

After so many years, I have stumbled over, and I have never complained that my mother is not good enough for me, because this is all she has.

And now, I also have a child, and I can finally understand my mother's mood in those years, and they all say that they pity the hearts of parents all over the world, which is not false at all, it turns out that losing a child can really make people crazy, desperate and helpless, until they doubt life.

But I didn't cry, I was afraid that my mother would collapse, so I patted her on the back and said it's okay, this is a natural disaster, we all tried our best, I am still young and can be born again.

My mother didn't seem to hear it, but repeated the words: "It's gone, my grandson is gone, it's really gone......"

At this time, the door of the operating room opened, a female doctor came out and asked who Chen Yang's family was, I endured the grief to meet it, I thought she would let me see the point, ready to deal with the aftermath for my son, but the doctor was relieved, saying that the child failed the operation, but has been rescued, the current body is very weak, the cancer cells have not spread for the time being, but I still have to continue to do chemotherapy, the most important thing is to do a bone marrow transplant again.

I was overjoyed, grabbed the doctor's hand, and said Is my son still saved, is there still a savory?

The doctor told me not to get excited, as long as the bone marrow transplant is successful, there is a chance of recovery, but today I have already failed once, so ...... In short, it just prepares me mentally.

My mother also woke up from a dream, and when she heard that her son was still alive, tears came down again, but she was very happy, and she was so excited that she didn't know what to do.

For the next three days, I didn't go anywhere, I stayed in the hospital, my son's body has been very weak, he woke up a few times in the middle, and he can recognize people, which gives me some comfort.

But the new bone marrow became a big problem. House

The family who donated bone marrow before, I heard that they had to donate again, but they refused to live or die, so I did all kinds of ideological work with the hospital, and finally they finally made a concession, saying that it was okay to donate, but the price had to be doubled, two million a price, not a single cent.

The hospital is a little angry, although donating bone marrow will lead to a decrease in immunity, and at the same time, if the donor is weak, it will also leave some sequelae, but it is all within the controllable range, it is acceptable, two million is too exaggerated, and there is no such expensive bone marrow in the entire history of medicine.

The hospital originally asked me to wait, and they would rematch the bone marrow, but I refused, my son's current situation is not optimistic, and the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be for him, so let alone two million, even if the family is bankrupt, I will treat him.

Seeing that I insisted, the hospital also respected my opinion, and after patient communication with the donor's family, the transaction was successful with 2 million in exchange for the second bone marrow.

After the payment, the hospital began to proceed with the second operation, it seems to be two days later in the evening, that afternoon I called my ex-wife for more than an hour, and found that the phone had been turned off, I was really angry, and went directly to her house, but her parents did not let me in at all, and told me that my ex-wife had gone to Bali with Hakutsuru for a vacation.

When I heard the news, I laughed a little, just with a terrible smile.

Lin Xiujia, your son almost died, you actually went on a honeymoon with a dog man, grass your mother, if your son has something long and short, I will definitely not let you go, definitely.

In the evening, I took my son to a water park, he was weak and couldn't get off the ground, so I held him all the way, played for more than two hours, until more than seven o'clock, and then took him back to the hospital, and then while he was asleep, the doctor gave him a local anesthetic, and began to perform the second operation.

I waited outside the corridor with my mother, waiting very painfully, and the doctor had clearly told me before going in that my son was too young, his immunity was very weak, and it was the second operation, so the risk was very high, and the failure rate was more than 40 percent, and once the operation failed, the person may be gone, so before closing, I signed an agreement with the hospital.

In this way, I stood in the cold wind for more than two hours, until ten o'clock in the evening, when the door of the operating room finally opened, and it was the female doctor who took off her gloves and shouted at me: "Mr. Chen Ge, thank God, the operation was successful, but the child's condition is relatively poor, we have to transfer him to the intensive care unit first." ”

My heart finally fell to the ground, and I sat on the bench with my butt, only to feel that my hands and feet were weak, and my back was full of cold sweat, my mother grabbed my hand, and my body was trembling, but I just said yes, and I couldn't say the rest of the words anymore.

I stayed with my mother for an all-nighter, until noon the next day, my son woke up, dazed, the doctor fed him something, the little cub finally had the spirit, but the temper was very bad, crying and making trouble for his mother, I didn't listen, my mother didn't listen, which made me angry, what are you a coin, Lao Tzu spent more than 4 million yuan on your treatment, and stayed up a few all-nighters, and now you don't even want to call a dad?

My mother saw that my face was wrong, so she asked me to go and rest first, and I will coax Xiaoyang.

As a result, my son pushed my mother and almost pushed her to the ground, glaring, saying Grandma get out, grandma is a beggar, Xiaoyang doesn't play with beggars, vomits......

I was so angry that I was trembling, and I was going to find a broom smoker, and my son didn't know where he learned the bastard words, so he yelled at me, saying that I am my mother's son anyway, and I don't have to be with you, so I am not afraid of you fighting, Dad is a bad person, a bad person, I will be with my uncle in the future, and I don't want to see you and grandma again......

I pointed at him, really, at this moment I have the heart to kill, grass fucking, my ex-wife is going to be chic and honeymoon with a dog man at this time, I am inseparable from my mother to accompany this little mongrel, but he looks down on people and counts, and scolds his own father, scolds himself for his own grandmother, my mother is more than that, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, I lifted him out of bed on the spot, and I didn't care about his poor health, I lifted my pants and pumped him on the buttocks, my mother couldn't persuade me.

At this time, the nurse came, hurriedly pulled me away, and warned me not to mess around again, the child needs to stabilize his emotions to cooperate with the rehabilitation treatment, and gave me a good training before taking my son for a check-up.

Half an hour later, another nurse hurried over and asked if Chen Yang's parents were there. Which of you has blood type B, please come over and give Chen Yang a blood transfusion.

I said that I was his father, and I stood up and was about to walk with the nurse, but after only two steps, I stiffened, grabbed the nurse's shoulder, and said with red eyes, "What did you just say?" Does my son have blood type B? ”

The nurse was frightened by my hideous appearance, and said tremblingly, "Yes...... yes, is there a problem? ”

My eyes were dark, as if I had been struck by lightning, my brain blood and qi surged, and my vision turned red.

Blood type B ......

Lin Xiujia, you have a kind, you really have a kind.

I roared in my heart.

I am blood type O, my ex-wife is type A, and the offspring we have are only A and O.

But why would the son be B?