When Song Zhiyi thought about the problem, her brows were unconsciously furrowed together.

Suddenly, a cold little hand touched her brow, Song Zhiyi paused, and her brows relaxed.

Gu Junting looked at her quietly, and her black and white eyes made Song Zhiyi feel a little familiar.

His eyes were the only thing on his body that didn't look like Gu Junting.

"Dr. Song, is there something wrong with my body?"

He asked softly, the expression on his face full of curiosity.

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips, realizing that Gu Junting, a sensitive child, might have sensed something bad from the change in her expression, so she squeezed out a smile.

"Nope."

She replied softly, and soon the doctor from the examination room came over.

He didn't enter the door, but knocked on the window.

Seeing this, the doctors in the house left the ward one after another to read the examination report.

Song Zhiyi was about to get up and leave, Gu Junting directly reached out and grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand, looking at Song Zhiyi with a blank look.

"Doctor Song, where are you going?"

There was a slight tension in his voice, and it was obvious that he was not used to the seriousness of all the people.

Song Zhiyi gently patted his little hand, calmed his emotions, and did not leave the ward immediately.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, when Gu Jinyan walked over, reached out to hold Gu Junting's hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Are there other patients who need Dr. Song, Dad to accompany you?"

Gu Junting nodded obediently, and did not keep Song Zhiyi, his eyes kept watching the direction Song Zhiyi left.

Song Xuewei came to the examination room almost as soon as she was checked.

She looked down at the inspection report so that it was impossible to see her facial expression.

"Director Song, don't be too psychologically pressured, there are many cases of children with leukemia who have been clinically cured by Kangbo, you have to believe us."

Song Zhiyi walked into the conference room and heard her colleague's words to reassure Song Xuewei.

She paused, and immediately walked over to take the inspection report in Song Xuewei's hand, her face turned pale.

Sure enough, the worst she had guessed in her heart came true.

Gu Jinyan put Gu Junting to sleep and walked into the conference room.

Song Xuewei immediately cried and threw herself into his arms.

"Ah Yan, what should I do? Junting was still so young that he got this disease. ”

Her voice was already weak, and at the moment she was crying, and it sounded even more pitiful.

Gu Jinyan's face froze, and he didn't push away the heartbroken Song Xuewei, he stood on the side with a calm face, his expression was dark, and he asked in a cold voice.

"What about the treatment?"

The director of the pediatric department did not dare to slack off, and immediately answered Gu Jinyan's words.

"We immediately organized doctors to set up a professional group, and we must do our best to cure the little master."

Gu Jinyan frowned, and looked at Song Zhiyi sharply, as if waiting for her to speak.

Seeing this, the pediatrician also looked over with Gu Jinyan's gaze and reminded him.

"Dr. Song......

Song Zhiyi looked through the inspection report repeatedly with an expressionless face, her brows furrowed, and the expression on her face was very serious.

Gu Junting probably inherited Song Xuewei, and the blood type is scarce, which is the most difficult problem at present.

This means that Gu Junting's chances of getting a match are much less than those of ordinary leukemia children.

Song Zhiyi put down the examination report in her hand, frowned, raised her sharp eyes to look at the director of pediatrics beside her, and put forward her opinions.

"Contact the bone marrow bank and use the huge data of the bone marrow bank to find the right bone marrow."

"At the same time, notify the family members and relatives and friends of the scarce blood type to come and prepare for the matching."

"Contact a specialist for an emergency meeting."

Her tone is calm, she is calm and sophisticated, she can't see the slightest panic, and with a few simple words, she arranges the work in an orderly manner, which is inexplicably reassuring.