"That's for sure, you have worked so hard to pull me up, I must be filial to you!"

Su Lin smiled with relief.

Clean up the ward, just while everyone is having breakfast. Gu Jinchen's mobile phone rang.

Caller ID, Mr. Zou.

Gu Jinchen hurriedly answered: "Hey, Uncle Fu." ”

"Gu Jinchen, my side is not good today, the smog is serious, and the plane may be delayed, so I will tell you and ask them to move the operation time back. Mr. Wrinkle glanced at the time and said.

Gu Jinchen said that he understood, "Oh, that's the case, okay, I'll tell the doctor in a while! Then remember to call me when you arrive." I'll pick you up at the airport. ”

"Well, good. ”

Hanging up the phone, Song Lanzhi asked, "What's wrong?

"The weather is bad on Mr. Zou's side, and the plane may be delayed. So, let's talk to the doctor about Jiang Jiang's surgery. Time postponement. Gu Jinchen said and got up and walked out of the ward.

Liu Qiren hurriedly followed.

"Laneige, why do I suddenly want to sleep. Su Lin retracted her gaze, looking sleepy.

Song Lanzhi paused for a moment when he wiped the fruit: "It must be because I slept too late last night, or you just squint for a while, anyway, when Mr. Zou arrives, it may be afternoon." ”

"Good. Su Lin said and closed her eyes.

After discussing the time with the doctor, Gu Jinchen, who turned back to the ward, looked at his mother who had fallen asleep and felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

Song Lanzhi also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, grabbed the remaining leaflets, and said to Gu Jinchen: "I have time now, just in case, or you go and finish these flyers!"

"Good. "It's almost a second.

"Go ahead and stay safe. Song Lanzhi said and helped Su Lin tuck the quilt.

The corners of Su Lin's lips moved.

Gu Jinchen breathed a sigh of relief and left the ward.

Obviously everything looks good. But why was he so restless and impatient? Was it because his mother was going to have surgery?

But even so, this is a good thing, so why does he have a feeling of not coming up in his heart.

Holding the flyer to the square with the largest flow of people in City A, he was wooden and absent-minded.

After sending a few photos, suddenly the mobile phone in my pocket rang. Gu Jinchen could hear that it was a text message prompt tone.

He pulled out his phone and looked at it.

"I'm sorry, but your mother needs health I can understand. But I don't want my father to worry about his life because of this, so I'm very sorry. ”

The text message came from Mr. Zou's number.

Almost instantly, Gu Jinchen understood that this text message was sent by Mr. Zou's daughter, who had prevented Mr. Zou from donating bone marrow.

In an instant, he saw that Hope was strangled to death.

How could this be, why did fate play such a trick on him? Again and again gave him hope and again disappointed.

How long will it take for him to find a bone marrow donor who is a perfect match for his mother?

No matter how long it takes, he will persevere, but can his mother wait until that time?

Gu Jinchencheng stood in the middle of the square in frustration, his whole person was lifeless, like a wilted eggplant beaten by frost.

But on second thought. If he continues like this, what will the mother do?

She was waiting for someone to save her from the heat of life.

So it was imperative that he pick himself up and look for it again.

Standing up, he handed out leaflets as he walked, the scorching midday sun shining on his body, but he felt no heat at all, only endless cold.

I don't know how long it took to hand out the flyer, but the phone rang again.