No one dared to offend this little bully in the family. Even Zhang Wei's father, who was supposed to be the master of the family, did not dare to offend his son. After all, they all depended on this son for their retirement in the future.
Is the son important? Very important. Think about it now. If an elderly person has an operation in a hospital, the doctor will not dare to operate on him without the signature of his immediate family. Relying on daughters, daughters' families are naturally weaker and cannot help them fight for their rights.
Zhang Li probably knew his parents were thinking the same thing. He sneered and said, "Why would I ask her to come? The doctor said that Taotao needs a bone marrow donor for his disease. If she doesn't come, will you donate for Taotao?"
"Donate bone marrow?" Zhang Wei's mother was shocked. She didn't know the problem was so serious.
"Let her come to the hospital to cooperate with the doctor for the examination, and donate to my son if necessary." Zhang Li said, "I have also told the people on my wife's side that everyone must come and cooperate with the doctor for the examination. Those who are suitable must donate. You tell my aunt to let her come to the hospital."
Zhang Wei's mother's heart was beating so fast that she felt like she was having a heart attack when she touched her chest.
Asking others to donate bone marrow is much more difficult than asking people to donate money. After thinking about it, I will ask my daughter to go to the hospital to comfort my son first.
"Call Zhang Wei right now!" Zhang Li gave his parents a warning, "Otherwise, I will make her die a miserable death."
Zhang Li's voice in the corridor seemed to fully reveal his hatred for his sister.
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It seems as if this brother and sister have a deep hatred.
"I always wanted a younger sister," Zhao Zhaowei said, not understanding why Zhang Li hated his younger sister so much. Generally, older brothers like to take care of their younger sisters.
"That's because you don't have a younger sister. If you had a younger sister, she might be just as annoying." Student Zhang Desheng slapped student Zhao in the face.
Just like what classmate Xie said, it’s hard to talk about other people’s family affairs.
Zhang Wei's mother temporarily found a doctor friend to ask about bone marrow donation, and then called her son back and said, "We have asked the doctor. If our family members don't want to donate, we can ask strangers to donate and find a suitable one in the National Spinal Cord Bank."
The first thought of rich people is always that spending money can ward off disasters.
Is this a question of who to donate to treat his son? Zhang Li was furious. In fact, from his previous words and tone, we can tell that he wants to find someone to take responsibility for his son's illness. It was caused by his family, and someone must take the blame. Grandma, dad, mom, and aunt cannot be touched, so he wants to use his sister as a sacrifice for his son. The knife is cut on the softest persimmon.
"Mom. Just tell me one thing. Is Zhang Wei coming?"
"Don't be anxious. Your father and I are on the way. We've boarded the plane and will arrive soon. We'll talk to you later." said Zhang Wei's mother.
"My son needs a bone marrow biopsy!" After saying this, Zhang Li turned his head, his eyes like a wild beast or a tiger, staring at somewhere.
Passersby and medical staff who were stared at by him dodged.
Not far away, three and a half year old Taotao was crying loudly in the sickbed, shouting: Mom and Dad, no, it hurts.
Any parent would be heartbroken to hear their child crying like this.
Zhang Li clenched his fist and slammed it against the white wall of the hospital.
When several surgical students saw this scene, they couldn't help but glanced at the internal medicine students with concern: Are you doing bone marrow puncture?
Zhang Desheng and Zhao Zhaowei were sweating profusely.
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