Evil husband is too dominant

"Which woman wants to see the president is not life-threatening? The president is not interested in you. It's boring for you to post again."

"Go! Don't come again!"

The bodyguard said no false words and looked like she was going to do it if she didn't leave. Su Mi had to stand up and walk down the mountain with her head down.

"It's rare for such a beautiful woman to be close to the second generation of the rich and the second generation of the officials. Unfortunately, she's too greedy to see where this is. Sun Feifei, the film queen, doesn't deserve to mention shoes to the president. What's she?"

"It's a little too much, but I think that woman is much better than sun Feifei."

Two bodyguards chatted and entered the villa.

Su Mi returned to the hospital in the afternoon. Before she reached the door of the ward, she happened to see director Feng, the attending doctor in charge of Zhou Qingyang, coming out of the front ward. She hurried after him for two steps.

"Director Feng, how is Qingyang doing these two days?"

"It's Mrs. Zhou. I've made it very clear about your husband. We must find a suitable bone marrow transplant as soon as possible, otherwise..." director Feng shook his head.

Su Mi's face turned pale. Director Feng said again, "our hospital has been looking for matching bone marrow, but your husband's condition has deteriorated rapidly and can't wait. As family members, you should cooperate well. Think again, your husband has any relatives. Hurry to take him to the hospital to have a bone marrow test. Maybe there's a suitable one..."

Su Mi's face turned whiter. Director Feng's mouth opened and closed. She couldn't hear clearly. She opened her mouth hard and said, "if he can't find it, how long can he live?"

Director Feng shook his head, "one month at the latest, if you don't have transplantation, it will be three or five months at most."

Su Mi gritted her teeth and looked firm. "I've found the bone marrow that matches Qingyang, but the man hasn't promised me to donate bone marrow. I'll convince him! Director Feng, please arrange the operation time for Qingyang. I'll bring the donor before the operation!"

"That's great. The operation will be arranged in ten days. You should bring the donor as soon as possible and do some tests before the operation."

"OK, OK." Su Mi nodded repeatedly. When director Feng left, she leaned against the wall.

What should I do? The operation will be performed in ten days, but she hasn't made any progress yet. She can't even get close to Fu Yichen, let alone let him promise to donate bone marrow.

That's Fu Yichen, the richest man in the Empire. Even if he can talk to him, how can he agree to donate bone marrow to Zhou Qingyang?

What should I do

Su Mi went to the door of the ward. Before she opened the door, she heard the soft and waxy songs of Su Jiabao and Su Jiabei from the ward.

My father would lift me high

And dance with my mother and me

The two little guys sang an English song for their father. Su Mi looked in through the window on the door.

Wearing the same school uniforms, Jiabao and Jiabei stood in the sunshine under the window, hand in hand, shaking their small bodies and singing very attentively.

On the hospital bed, Zhou Qingyang leaned against the head of the bed and was also bathed in the sun. He was singing in rhythm. His broad striped sick suit and pale and thin face did not damage his handsome. He had a gentle smile on his face. He was elegant and handsome, not like a patient sentenced to death, but like a noble childe enjoying a grand concert.

Sumi's eyes were inexplicably red. She turned her back and wiped the corners of her eyes.