The Lu family quickly reached a consensus.
Lu Nan went to the hospital where he gave birth.
Go find out the truth.
Lu Zhengqing suddenly thought: "If we can find Xixi's biological parents, can we ask her siblings to give her a bone marrow transplant?"
yes!
Zhang Yue's heart relaxed a little. If they could find Xixi's biological parents, there would be hope for the bone marrow problem.
She couldn't help but urge him, "Lu Bei, you should go tomorrow. Xixi's illness can't be delayed. And as for that special medicine, ask your friends about it."
But she was still worried, and turned to her husband and told him:
"You should also think of other ways to save your daughter. Aren't you in the Education Bureau? You have so much student information on hand. See if there is anyone whose bone marrow is a match with our Xixi."
Lu Zhengqing was stunned for a moment. He had never thought of starting from his own work.
"I'll try to look for it later." Afraid of making his wife sad, he agreed casually.
The Lu family decided to keep the fact that Lu Qian was not their biological daughter a secret from her for the time being.
But everyone knew that this matter could not be kept secret for long.
Once Lu Bei finds the person, the Lu family will definitely recognize their daughter.
Lu Qian will naturally know by then.
Zhang Yue stayed in bed at home for a few days. Afraid that her daughter would become suspicious, she forced herself to go to the hospital.
In the ward.
Lu Qian was bored, and when she saw Zhang Yue, she hugged her and acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, why haven't you come to see me these days? When can I be discharged? I'm so bored staying in the hospital."
"Mom has been delayed by some matters at work these days. Are you feeling better?" Zhang Yue pinched her daughter's face, forced a smile, and did not mention the matter of being discharged from the hospital.
Lu Qian didn't ask any further questions and instead started to care about her brother.
"Why don't my eldest and second brothers come to the hospital to see me?"
Zhang Yue made up an excuse: "Your eldest brother has something to do in the army, and your second brother might have gone to a class reunion. He is always out of tune."
Lucy pouted in dissatisfaction.
She knew that Lu Bei didn't take her seriously.
"Mom, my second brother is too much. He didn't come to accompany me when I was in the hospital, but instead went to accompany his bad friends. He was like this when we were little. He never took me with him every time he went out to play with his friends. Is he really my brother?"
When Zhang Yue heard the last sentence, his heart skipped a beat.
She took a deep breath, not daring to respond to her daughter, and picked up the fruit from the bedside basket with a guilty conscience.
"Mom will peel some fruit for you."
Lu Qian looked at her own mother and felt that something was strange, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
She used to criticize her second brother in front of her mother, and her mother would always speak on her side.
But today...
Just as Lu Qian was thinking, an apple was stuffed into her hand.
"Have some fruit, Xixi." Zhang Yue handed over the freshly peeled apple and tried her best to force a smile.
Lucy nibbled her apple slowly.
Zhang Yue watched her quietly from the side.
The more I look at her, the more I feel that my daughter does not look much like me and my husband.
Both she and Lu Zhengqing were outstanding in appearance, and their two sons were also quite well-behaved.
But my daughter's appearance, with plain eyebrows and a flat nose, can be considered pretty at best.
This is because she was pampered since childhood and dressed up to be so beautiful.
For some reason, a delicate face suddenly appeared in Zhang Yue's mind.
A face like that seems more like a combination of her and her husband.
Once an idea comes to mind, it can't be stopped.
She coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Xixi, where is the classmate you had a conflict with in the dormitory from?"
Lu Qian paused while chewing her apple, her brows furrowed instantly. "Mom, why did you think of asking her?"
"I don't know where she's from, but she can't be from the capital."
"But she seems to have a younger brother who even brought her to the dormitory on the first day of school."
Another younger brother?
"Is my younger brother also in the capital?" Zhang Yue asked curiously.
Speaking of Meng Zhen, Lu Qian was filled with anger, and her tone was a little impatient: "Mom, why are you asking these questions? Can you please stop talking about her? She's annoying."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." Zhang Yue was afraid that his daughter would become suspicious, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The topic shifted to other places. Zhang Yue stayed in the ward with the patient and did not go home at night.
Early the next morning, after buying breakfast for her daughter in the cafeteria, she prepared to go home and make chicken soup.
After breakfast, Lu Qian couldn't stay in the ward alone anymore.
Planning to take a walk in the corridor.
The military hospital is not as crowded as the public hospital, and the corridors are empty.
Lu Qian walked along the handrail along the wall to the other end of the corridor, where there was a staircase downstairs.
She stopped and prepared to go back.
But suddenly I heard several footsteps mixed with conversation coming from the corner of the stairs.
"Please pay attention to the patient named Lu Qian in bed 06. She has acute leukemia and may flare up at any time."
"Okay, head nurse, I'll pay close attention to her. But shouldn't she be transferred to the intensive care unit? Why is she still staying in the general ward?"
"Her family asked us to keep it a secret for now, so let's respect their wishes. The director said we'll transfer her to another ward after we find a suitable bone marrow. If we transfer her there now, a little girl with this disease might die of fright before she even gets treated."
"Hey, I remember she has two brothers. Any one of them could donate bone marrow to her and she could be cured. Why would she have to search everywhere for one?"
"Who knows? We can't interfere in other people's affairs. They have two sons, so they probably can't bear to let them go..."
"Ah, how could such a young girl have such a terminal illness? Without a suitable bone marrow, I'm afraid she won't live for many days..."
The two footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Lu Qian turned around in a daze and returned to her ward.
Lying on the hospital bed, she clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, and the words of the two nurses kept appearing in her mind.
It turned out that the reason my parents asked me to stay in the hospital for a longer period of time was not what they said, but because I was seriously ill.
But there is a cure, so why are the eldest and second brothers unwilling to donate bone marrow to her?
No wonder neither of them came to the hospital to see her these days.
It turns out he was avoiding her!
Her parents knew her brother could save her, but they stood by and watched. Could it be that they were biased towards boys? Could it be that they couldn't bear to part with their son?
It turns out that all the kindness her parents showed her in the past was fake. Even at this critical moment, she still loved her brother the most.
The more Lu Qian thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her hands gripping the quilt tightened.
She was still so young, she didn't want to die.
She had just been admitted to Capital University, and her life was just beginning to make a name for herself. She had a bright future ahead of her. She hadn't even gotten married yet, and hadn't enjoyed life enough, so why was she going to die?
God is too cruel to me!
Thinking of this, Lu Qian's grievance turned into a deep sense of unwillingness.
Why? On what basis?
There are so many people in the world, why not that bitch Meng Zhen? Not a follower like Li Xiaohong? Not Zhang Mei?
Why did she get this disease?
no!
Lu Qian sat up from the bed, clutching the quilt. She couldn't just sit there and wait for death!
My destiny is in my own hands!
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