The door to the conference room opened, and two rows of doctors in white coats swept their gazes toward the door.

The uninvited Mo Sihan was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a sharp and distinct face expressionless, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Dr. Bai immediately stood up, "Mr. Mo, we have gathered the best doctors in the hospital and are discussing your daughter's condition together."

Ludi Hospital is a first-class hospital with the largest number of medical experts in Jincheng, and there are undoubtedly people with excellent medical skills.

By the way, this private hospital is its largest shareholder.

"You don't mind if I sit down and listen to it, do you?" Mo Sihan pulled out his chair and sat in the last seat.

Dr. Bai noticed that the back of Mo Sihan's hand was bleeding from the place where the needle had pierced, and even the cuffs of his white shirt were stained red with blood, which looked terrifying.

Dr. Bai instructed Dr. Wang next to him, "Dr. Wang, please go and treat Mr. Mo's wounds."

"Okay, Dean."

The meeting was continued.

"Until a suitable sibling donor is found, the patient needs to be isolated and protected, and the child should be transfused with fresh plasma, human blood gamma globulin or white blood cell suspension to increase the child's resistance to infection. Strong and effective antibiotics should be used as soon as possible in case of infection......

"Bone marrow transplant needs to be matched, and all the conditions are met before bone marrow transplant can be performed. The first priority should be the immediate family members who are related by blood, with a high degree of matching, and are the first choice for bone marrow transplant matching. Of course, if the match is unsuccessful, it can be screened in the national bone marrow transplant matching bank. If there is no suitable one, it is a good choice for the parents to take cord blood after pregnancy."

Dr. Pak added, "Medically, male donors do have an advantage over female donors."

……

After a three-hour meeting, Mo Sihan sat there and listened motionlessly.

At the end of the meeting, Dr. Bai asked him, "Mr. Mo, that's all for today's meeting, do you have anything to add?"

Mosi's cold and gloomy face was awe-inspiring, and he stood up and said, "Use all resources to cure my daughter, remember all resources. If it can't be cured, I don't think there is any need for the hospital to continue to open."

The audience was stunned.

Mo Sihan didn't say a word throughout the whole process, but he didn't expect that the only sentence was the most ruthless.

He uttered the most vicious threats in the calmest of words.

In front of everyone's eyes, Mo Sihan retracted his gaze expressionlessly, raised his legs and walked out.

*

Out of the conference room, Mo Sihan strode towards the isolation ward.

He has been guarding outside the ward for the past few days, and if he hadn't fainted unexpectedly today, he would rather sit on the cold bench outside the isolation ward than leave the child for half a step.

He was afraid, afraid of losing the most important thing in his life, afraid that the child would not die of old age like a normal person.

The child is so small, so cute.

He really couldn't understand why such a terrible disease could fall on his children.

He would rather bear everything in the place of the child.

The road to the isolation ward was not too far, but Mo Sihan felt that it was extremely long.

Never in his life was he so anxious to see his children.

Mo Sihan unconsciously quickened his pace, at first three steps and two steps, and finally ran directly.

In the long corridor of the isolation ward, you can smell the strong smell of disinfectant water as soon as you enter.

When he got to the door, he didn't dare to come near again, so he stood at the door, and the hand on the doorknob was a little shaky.

The white light in the corridor shone on Mo Sihan's face, making his handsome and deep face more and more cold.

His eyes were blank and panicked, with a fear he had never felt before, an inexplicable sense of fear that almost burst through his chest.

In the past few days, Xiaoqingtuan has been infusing all day, and the infusion alone has to be infused for more than ten hours, and the small body almost relies on nutrient solution to maintain body functions.

The child's tender white hand is pierced on the back

It was an indwelling needle, and the needle hole was connected to a clear hose of liquid, which flowed slowly, dripping into her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Sihan was most afraid of seeing Xiao Qingtuan crying, Xiao Qingtuan was already timid, and he cried until he was angry every time he got an injection.

Every time at this time, Mo Sihan's heart seemed to be cut open with a knife, and it hurt so much that it was difficult to breathe.

Parents are like this, preferring to keep the good for their children and take the bad for themselves.

At this time, the isolation ward was quiet, Mo Sihan pushed open the door and stood in the corner to secretly watch the child.

Xiaoqingtuan may be tired of crying, and at the moment she is sleeping quietly on the hospital bed.

The nurse who cared for her took a glass of warm water, expertly glued a cotton swab to it, and carefully applied it to the child's chapped lips.

Mo Sihan watched all this in despair, and instantly burst into tears.

Baby is so good, he really wants to go over and hug the child.

If he could, he wanted to hug the child, kiss the child, and praise the child......

He never imagined that there would be such a scene, his child was not far away, and he couldn't even do a hug.

Mo Sihan suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, and he quickly turned around and went to the smoking area downstairs.

He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and pulled out one to light one, but the hand holding the cigarette case kept shaking.

"Mr. Mo, I'll help you." Yan Qing on the side silently lit a lighter for him.

Mo Sihan smoked one cigarette after another, and before he knew it, the cigarette butts in the clot had been piled up into a small mountain.

Mo Sihan was not addicted to smoking, and this was probably the first time in his life that he had smoked so many cigarettes in a row.

Cheer up, and watch over the children.

At this time, the child and the child's mother have fallen, and he must cheer up even more.

As a man, he is destined to endure more.

Mo Sihan walked out of the smoking area and stood in the ventilated area, waiting for the smell of smoke to dissipate from his body.

The air conditioner in the hospital was cold and swishing, and Mo Sihan looked up at the ceiling and found that the air conditioner was blowing right in front of him.

But no matter how cold his body is, it can't catch up with the one-ten-thousandth of his heart.

Not long ago, they were clearly the happiest family of three in the world.

Those happy pictures appeared in front of him like a marquee: happily picking up children from school, happily making dumplings, and listening to stories in bed warmly......

In the blink of an eye, it was like a bubble and all burst.

One thought of hell, one thought of heaven.

Is there really a fine line between heaven and hell?

At this moment, he has clearly become the most unfortunate man in the world.

The pain in his heart was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, and he couldn't tell if it was reality or hallucination.

Mo Sihan's pupils were covered with red bloodshots, and his whole face was twisted to hideous because of pain, like an evil spirit crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

Yan Qing was so sad that he felt sour when he saw him like this, he had never seen his boss like this, never.

……

It was dark when I got back from the hospital.

Since the child was sick, the family was dead and silent, and it lost its former vitality.

Mo Sihan's thin lips were pursed into sharp lines, his eyes were dignified, and his face was as tense as a sharp blade.

When the servants saw that their master had returned, they looked at him cautiously for fear of making a mistake.

"Young Master!" Sister-in-law Wang looked worried, "Young grandma still refuses to take medicine and doesn't eat."

Mo Sihan's expression was gloomy, and he raised his feet upstairs without saying a word.

Zhu Wuwu fell ill in the hospital the day before yesterday, and after being drenched in the rain, staying up late, and worrying about the child, her body naturally couldn't stand it.

But she was as strong as a cow, and she guarded the door of the isolation ward and refused to leave.

It wasn't until she couldn't hold on and fainted that Mo Sihan asked Yan Qing to send her home.

Unexpectedly, after she woke up, she kept clamoring to go to the hospital, otherwise she would be non-violent and uncooperative.

Mo Sihan had no choice but to find time to go home.

When he arrived at the staircase, Mo Sihan's feet seemed to be carrying hundreds of pounds, and he couldn't lift them.

Through the door, someone was waiting for him to come and tell her the truth.

The truth is so cruel, how can he open his mouth?

Mo Sihan pushed the door open and entered, and the room was lifeless and very stuffy.

The medicine at the head of the bed was left untouched.

Mo Sihan sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to shake Zhu Wuwu's slender wrist, her wrist was thin again in just a few days.

Zhu Wuwu's mind was confused, she heard the movement and tried to open her eyelids.

Seeing that it was Mo Sihan, Zhu Wuwu struggled to sit up, she wanted to speak, but her throat hurt as if she was about to smoke, and she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Sihan poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her, "Drink some water, your lips are dry."

Zhu Wuwu shook his head vigorously and tried to speak, "How is the Little Youth League?"

She wanted to hear his answer, but she was afraid to hear it, for fear that the result would be unacceptable to her.

Mo Sihan's face darkened, and he whispered, "What are you doing here? I'm worried about one is enough, and now I'm worried about you."

Zhu Wuwu's eyes were red, and he cried: "......"

"You're here again." Mo Sihan's heart shrank suddenly, and his heart suddenly cracked, tearing bigger and bigger.

Zhu Wuwu held back his tears and pursed the corners of his lips: "Don't hide it from me, what disease does the child have? I'm the mother of my children."

"Aplastic anemia in children is a blood disorder."

"Is it worse than leukemia?"

"Probably."

Zhu Wuwu couldn't cry: "It's all my fault...... I gave birth to her......

"Good luck worry, you can't do this. Now our baby is sick and she needs mom and dad to take care of her. If even you are sick at this time, what will happen to the child? We are adults, and we must be strong and calm when we encounter problems." Mo Sihan took Zhu Wuwu's hand and said, "Don't worry, I promise you won't let anything happen to our child."

Zhu Wuwu burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

Mo Sihan hugged her tightly, rested her head on his shoulder, and comforted softly, "Promise me to take the medicine obediently, okay?" Your child may need a bone marrow transplant, and it's imperative that you get better quickly, you know?"

"Well, I'll take my medicine well." "However, I would like to be hospitalized. I'm not at ease at home, will you promise to let me be hospitalized?"

Mo Sihan sighed heavily, "Okay then, I promise you."