she fell from the galaxy

The sky was overcast, with gray clouds held down very low.

It has been a long time since Jincheng has seen the sun. During the rainy season in the south, it always rains non-stop.

The rain lasted all morning, and in the afternoon it started to rain cats and dogs.

In such heavy rain, even if the driver turns the wiper to the maximum gear, there is still a "waterfall" in front of the windshield.

"Beep beep!"

Car horns sounded one after another, and the vehicles on the road had to slow down and move forward slowly at a turtle speed.

"What's going on? It's been stuck in traffic for 25 minutes." Zhu Wuyou looked at the time, feeling extremely anxious.

Half an hour ago, the kindergarten teacher called and said that Xiaoqingtuan had a fever, and asked her to pick up the child to the hospital immediately.

Zhu Wuyou put down the phone and came out without delay. If there was no traffic jam, she should have arrived long ago.

"Buzz!"

The phone vibrated a few times, and Zhu Wuyou answered the call: "Hello, are you here? How is the child now?"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Sihan's voice came: "I have picked up the child, and I will be at Ludi Hospital in 5 minutes."

"Okay, I see, the road is a bit congested, and I will rush there as soon as possible."

"It's just a fever, you don't need to worry too much, drive slowly."

"Well, hang up."

Seeing that the congested road was still surrounded, Zhu Wuyou had no choice but to keep honking the horn.

hospital. 
Outside the waiting room, Mo Sihan paced back and forth in the corridor.

He didn't understand that the child just had a fever, why did it take so long for Dr. Bai to take it in for an examination?
The waiting time was the most excruciating, Mo Sihan looked at the time again, he always felt that every minute in the hospital seemed to be extremely long.

Mo Sihan watched a doctor go in, and then another one after a while, always feeling extremely uneasy.

Does the child have a bad fever?

Mo Sihan's heart was beating uneasily, and his clenched fists made noises.

He grabbed a nurse casually and asked, "How is the child doing now?"

"President Mo, the doctor is still checking, please wait a little longer." The nurse comforted her.

Obviously, Mo Sihan's patience was almost exhausted.

Mo Sihan directly called Dr. Bai: "Doctor Bai, does the child have a severe fever? How many degrees?"

"39 degrees."

Doctor Bai tried his best to be calm, but there was still tension in his tone.

Mo Sihan naturally heard something strange in his voice.

His heart skipped a beat, and a terrible premonition suddenly rose in his mind.

Dr. Bai is the vice president of the hospital. He has never seen any kind of illness, and it cannot be a minor illness that makes him nervous.

Mo Sihan frowned, and said with a serious expression, "What happened to the child?"

"President Mo, don't be in a hurry. Otherwise, I'd better come out for a while."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Mo Sihan had just hung up the phone when he saw Zhu Wuyou running over panting.

"Mo Sihan, child... how is it?" Zhu Wuyou put his hands on his hips, panting desperately.

Mo Sihan saw that her whole body was wet, like a drenched rat in the rain, and complained, "Why don't you bring an umbrella?"

"Don't talk about that, where's the little youth group?" Zhu Wuyou gasped for breath, his worry about the child was written all over his face.

Mo Sihan patted her on the back to comfort her: "Doctor Bai took the child in for a checkup."

Zhu Wuyou also asked: "How long has it been? Why did it take so long to check?"

"do not know."

Zhu Wuyou analyzed the cause of Xiaoqingtuan's illness: "Could it be that she kicked the quilt again when she was sleeping last night and caught a cold? Or did a child in the class catch a cold and spread it to her?"

"Don't guess."

While speaking, Doctor Bai pushed open the door and came out, "President Mo, Mrs. Mo!"

The two hurried forward and asked, "Doctor Bai, how is the child?"

Dr. Bai frowned, pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were full of worry: "Further examination is needed. I'm not afraid of your worries, so I'll come here and talk to you first."

Mo Sihan stared at Doctor Bai with sharp eyes, with a slightly serious expression: "Is the child alright?"

"It should be nothing. However, it's hard to say until the specific test results come out." Dr. Bai's tone was full of caution.

Zhu Wuyou also heard from Dr. Bai's words that the child is definitely not as simple as having a fever.

Zhu Wuyou's heart was beating wildly. She suppressed the trembling of her voice and asked in a deep voice, "Doctor Bai, what do you mean? Could it be that Xiaoqingtuan has a fever caused by a cold?"

"At present, the child's illness may be much more serious than a cold and fever." Doctor Bai frowned.

A bad thought suddenly flashed into Zhu Wuyou's mind, which made her almost unable to stand on her feet. If Mo Sihan hadn't held her up in time, she would have fallen down.

The blood in Zhu Wuyou's body was cold, and the continuous cold air extended along the blood to all the limbs.

Mo Sihan was also very anxious, but he tried his best to pretend that nothing happened: "It will be fine, let's not scare ourselves."

Doctor Bai followed suit and advised, "Boss Mo is right, the child will be fine."

After speaking, Dr. Bai hurriedly said a few words before turning around and leaving.

The air conditioner above the head was turned on very loudly, Zhu Wuyou's lips were shaking, his hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.

"Are you cold?" Mo Sihan took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, "I'll ask Yan Qing to send over dry clothes right away."

Zhu Wuyou's body couldn't help trembling, and the strength he pretended on the surface could not withstand the collapse of his heart after all.

"You said... the child... will you be okay?" Zhu Wuyou's eyes were flushed, and an uncontrollable moan escaped from his throat.

"No, don't worry about it." Seeing that Zhu Wuyou was like this, Mo Sihan just gave up a reason and left, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

At this moment, the nerves of the two are highly sensitive, and they cannot withstand the slightest blow, even if it is just a bad thought.

At the stairway, Mo Sihan suddenly lost control of his emotions, clenched his fist and punched the wall behind him, a bloodstain immediately appeared on the wall, one can imagine how much force he used.

The cleaners passing by were taken aback by his actions and almost ran away.

……

Three days later, the results of Xiaoqingtuan's examination came out.

Mo Sihan came to Doctor Bai's office alone without telling Zhu Wuyou.

In the past few days, Mo Sihan has changed a lot, his eyes are black and his beard is sloppy, it looks like he hasn't slept well for a few days.

Doctor Bai vaccinated him in advance: "President Mo, you'd better be mentally prepared first, the result of the child's examination is not very good."

Mo Sihan's breath was stagnant, and his eyebrows frowned into a big word 'Chuan'.

After a few days of careful consideration, he had almost prepared for the worst. Even if the child had leukemia, judging from modern medical techniques, it was not incurable.

Whether it was a bone marrow transplant or something, even if he recruited the world's top doctors, it would not be difficult for him.

"Yeah." Mo Sihan nodded, ready for bad news.

Dr. Bai raised his glasses, and handed a stack of test sheets to Mo Sihan: "The child has aplastic anemia in children, which is a malignant disease of the blood system. It is a bone marrow hematopoietic disease caused by various causes. Disabling syndrome."

Mo Sihan's eyes went dark, and he leaned limply on the cold chair for an instant, speechless.

Although he didn't know what rare disease it was, he knew it sounded serious.

Dr. Bai explained in detail: "After examination, your child's disease is caused by the recessive inheritance of congenital aplastic anemia. There are genetic factors in it, and it is also related to her own immune system."

"Is there a cure?" Mo Sihan's voice trembled.

Dr. Bai said: "Hematopoietic stem cell transplantation is a relatively thorough method to treat aplastic anemia. This method starts from the root and restores normal hematopoietic and immune functions. Once the child finds a suitable sibling donor, there is still a chance to cure it." OK."
"How much?" Mo Sihan said weakly, "What is the success rate of the operation?"

Dr. Bai paused for a moment, then replied: "40.00%."
"The success rate of the operation is only 40.00%?" Mo Sihan's eyes were scarlet, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding, "I want [-]%."

Doctor Bai couldn't bear to continue, but he still told the truth: "President Mo, your child is currently suffering from severe aplastic anemia, and the symptoms are of a relatively serious type. Normally, even after allogeneic hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, such patients will Still about 1/3 of the patients died from infection and hemorrhage."

"What did you say? Say it again?" Mo Sihan's eyes were scarlet, as if he was about to eat someone.

His whole body seemed to be pierced by countless steel needles. Under the dull pain, he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

He originally thought that he had prepared for the worst, but now it seems that he is far from it.

Seeing this situation, Dr. Bai hurriedly comforted him: "President Mo, don't worry about getting angry, just trust us, now that medical science is advanced, there will always be a way..."

"Om~"

Mo Sihan only felt his ears buzzing, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, his eyes went dark, and he fell down in embarrassment.

"President Mo!"

"Quick, someone fainted..."

Mo Sihan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Life always catches you off guard, and you never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

……

Mo Sihan opened his eyes again, and his goal was the medicine on the top of his head, and the infusion tube flowed into his body drop by drop along the tube.

The ward was very quiet, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant.

"President Mo, are you awake?" Yan Qing stood aside, looking at him worriedly.

Mo Sihan's eyes regained their clarity, and a sharp pain spread from his heart to every corner of his body.

Until now, he hasn't digested the fact that his child has a rare disease.

"Where's Doctor Bai? Where's the child?" Mo Sihan tore off the needle on the back of his hand, and the bright red blood bleeds out all over the bed sheet.

Before Yan Qing could reply, Mo Sihan walked out of the ward angrily.

The nurse at the door shouted in a panic: "President Mo, your hand is bleeding, let me help you deal with it."

"I do not need."

Mo Sihan walked forward without looking back.