Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Qiao Gongcheng had been counseled, but Qiao Ansheng didn't dare to make any mistakes because of Qiao Ansheng's sharp eyes.

Looking up at her beautiful face even in sullen anger, Qiao Gongcheng's head was a little sober, but the squeezing itch in his heart was hooked up again!

It is said that the moon comes first near the water tower, but he can only watch the appetite every day.

With Qiao Gongcheng's unwilling gaze, Qiao Ansheng left without hesitation.

…

Half an hour later, Nan'an Cirui Hospital.

Repeated needle insertion over a long period of time made the back of Qiao Yuan's hand covered with fine pinholes, and the original smooth and tender skin was full of bruises.

As soon as he finished hanging the potion, Qiao wished to fall asleep with his eyes closed and groggy at the moment.

Qiao Ansheng didn't make a sound, and sat quietly on the side of the hospital bed.

"The patient's condition is not very good, and we can only temporarily control the condition, Miss Qiao, I hope you will be mentally prepared. If your brother does not undergo a bone marrow transplantation in the near future, I am afraid it will be life-threatening!"

Recalling the doctor's solemn appearance, Qiao Ansheng clasped his hands uncontrollably.

At the age of seventeen, he should have been sitting in the classroom listening to the teacher's teachings, sweating wantonly on the basketball court, and experiencing all the best things in youth.

But Ah Yuan could only lie in this small ward, looking at the vibrant world outside the window!

"Sister, when did you come?"

When the voice of Qiao Yuan's obvious lack of energy floated from the bed, Qiao Ansheng immediately suppressed all his emotions, and when he raised his eyes, there was a smile in his apricot eyes.

"Not long after I came here, seeing you were sleeping, I didn't bother you. How do you feel today? I bought your favorite mushroom and shrimp porridge before. How about serving it for you?"

Qiao Yuan reached out and grabbed Qiao Ansheng's sleeves in time, "Sister, I'm not hungry yet, just talk with me for a while."

The elegant porridge fragrance overflowed from the half-open thermal insulation box, and gradually a piece of water vapor filled Qiao Ansheng's eyes, but in front of Qiao Yuan, she still gritted her teeth.

"it is good!"

After tucking the quilt for Qiao Yuan, Qiao Ansheng sat back next to the bed again.

"Sister, you don't need to hide it from me. Actually, I know in my heart that my disease is difficult to treat. In addition to my special blood type, it is even more difficult to find someone who matches my bone marrow..."

In the quiet ward, Qiao Yuan narrated slowly.

The original handsome face was pale and thin under the torment of illness, but it still could see the outline somewhat similar to Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng's eyes tightened, but did not interrupt.

"Sister, I'm afraid of death, but I'm more afraid that you will abandon yourself because of me than death!"

"When I was young, I said I would accompany you and protect you, but now, it is you who have been with me to protect me, so..."

Qiao wished to speak for a while, then turned his head to the side and looked at Qiao Ansheng, his clean pupils flashed a firm gaze: "Enough, really enough."

"Sister, you have done enough for me, promise me that from now on, no matter whether I can live or not, you can't give up your own life and happiness!"

…

Qiao Ansheng didn't know what kind of mood she had left the ward. All she knew was that her chest was sore that she was almost out of breath!

She promised that she would live happily and would not give up her life.

But if you lose A Yuan, your only relative in this world, how can you get happiness?

Leaning against the cold wall in the corridor, Qiao Ansheng clutched his chest, inch by inch, and slid against the wall and sat on the ground.

Tears gushed from the corner of her eyes, but she didn't even dare to cry!

She only hates that her blood type is not a rare blood type, otherwise, she can donate bone marrow to A Yuan and save A Yuan's life!

…

I don't know how long I cried, until the sound of the phone in his pocket rang, Qiao Ansheng desperately suppressed his broken emotions.

"Hello, Doctor Wang?"

"what?"

"Okay, go over now!"

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Ansheng didn't even have time to wipe the tears on his face, so he ran straight to the consultation room on the fifth floor.

"boom!"

The office door was pushed open eagerly, and Qiao Ansheng looked at the man in the white coat in the room excitedly: "Doctor Wang, is what you said on the phone just now is true? You really found a donor who matches my brother's blood type. ?"

"Yes, it has just been screened through our hospital's blood bank management system."

After signaling Qiao Ansheng to sit down, Wang Yan pushed a note with the address in front of her.

"This is the address he left behind when he registered his information at the hospital. You can find it. As for whether he can be persuaded to participate in the donation, it depends on the other party's wishes."

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Doctor Wang!"

Shaking his hands and picking up the note paper on the table, Qiao Ansheng almost cried with joy.

Afterwards, Qiao Ansheng bowed in the direction of Wang Yan with a ninety-degree bend, then turned and walked outside the door: "I'm going to find that person now!"

Seeing the figure that quickly disappeared at the door, Wang Yan twisted his eyebrows. While happy, he was also deeply puzzled.

According to the hospital's regulations, without the consent of the individual, the hospital cannot divulge the individual's personal information at will.

Especially when this kind of bone marrow donation intention has not been reached, many bone marrow adaptors will strictly require the hospital to keep their identities secret!

But this time.

Wang Yan recalled the call he had received not long ago, but felt that the other party seemed to want him to disclose the news...

…

Nan'an city center, the most expensive neighborhood.

No. 88 Biwu Street, a single-family small western-style building occupying an excellent feng shui position, across the cold and towering iron fence at the door, Qiao Ansheng could vaguely see the red plum blossoms in the courtyard.

That is her favorite flower.

When she was a child, she liked to look down at the red plums planted in the courtyard from the second floor of the room during the snowy winter season.

But later, she lost her mother.

The red plum in the courtyard has also been replaced with some plants that Chen Peixiang likes...

Withdrawing his gaze from afar, Qiao Ansheng glanced at the memo in his hand again. After confirming that the address was correct, he reached out and rang the doorbell.

again and again…

The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one responded.

The setting sun slanted westward, and without the warm sun, the surrounding airflow suddenly became cold!

Qiao Ansheng rubbed her hands and looked at the still closed door in front of her. After going back and forth several times, she finally decided to wait and see. She couldn't miss the slightest chance to see a bone marrow fit.

I don't know how long it has passed. When Qiao Ansheng woke up when he heard the sound of a car, the night was full.

A strong light shone suddenly, and Qiao Ansheng, who was squatting at the door, couldn't open his eyes!

"Didn't you tell me not to let me see you again."

The thin and cool male voice rang from the top of his head, in a familiar tone, shocking Qiao Ansheng, who had just woke up, on his back.

She staggered quickly and stood up from the ground, then raised her eyes and ran into the man's cold ink pupils.

Qin Yanchen?

How could he appear here!