she fell from the galaxy

The door of the conference room opened, and two rows of doctors in white coats turned their gazes to the door.

Mo Sihan, who came uninvited in a suit and leather shoes, had a sharp and expressionless face, and his eyes were full of icy coldness.

Doctor Bai got up immediately: "President Mo, we have gathered the best doctors in the hospital to discuss your daughter's condition."

Ludi Hospital is the first-class hospital with the most medical experts in Jincheng, and all the people present here are undoubtedly people with superb medical skills.
By the way, this private hospital Moshi is its largest shareholder.

"Do you mind if I sit down and listen together?" Mo Sihan pulled out the chair and sat in the last seat.

Doctor Bai noticed that the back of Mo Sihan's hand where the needle was pierced was bleeding out, and even the cuffs of his white shirt were stained red with blood, which looked shocking.

Dr. Bai told Dr. Wang next to him, "Doctor Wang, please go and treat Mr. Mo's wound."

"Okay, Dean."

The meeting continued.

"Before a suitable sibling donor is found, the patient needs to be isolated and protected, and the child should be infused with fresh plasma, human gamma globulin or white blood cell suspension to increase the child's resistance to infection. Once the Infection, strong and effective antibiotics should be used as soon as possible..."

"Bone marrow transplantation needs to be matched. Bone marrow transplantation can only be done if you meet all the conditions. The first priority should be the immediate relatives who have a blood relationship. The matching degree is high, and it is the first choice for bone marrow transplantation. Of course, if the match is not successful, you can Screening in the National Bone Marrow Transplant Matching Bank. If there is no suitable one, the parents of the patient can use the umbilical cord blood after pregnancy, which is a good choice.”

Dr. Bai added: "In medicine, male donors do have advantages over female donors."

……

Mo Sihan sat there motionless and listened to the three-hour meeting.

At the end of the meeting, Dr. Bai asked him, "President Mo, this is the end of today's meeting. Do you have anything to add?"

Mo Sihan stood up with serious eyes on his gloomy face, and said, "Use all resources to cure my daughter, remember to use all resources. If it can't be cured, I don't think there is any need for the hospital to continue operating. "

The audience was stunned.

Mo Sihan didn't say a word the whole time, and he didn't expect that the only sentence was the most ruthless.

He made the most vicious threats in the calmest words.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Sihan withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, raised his legs and walked out.

*
After leaving the conference room, Mo Sihan strode towards the isolation ward in stride.

He has been guarding outside the ward for the past few days. If he hadn't fainted unexpectedly today, he would rather sit on the cold bench outside the isolation ward than leave the child's side for half a step.

He is very afraid, afraid of losing the most important thing in his life, afraid that the child will not die of old age like a normal person.

The child is so small, so cute.

He really couldn't understand why such a terrible disease would fall on his child?
He would rather bear everything instead of the child.

The road leading to the isolation ward is not too far away, but Mo Sihan felt that it was extremely long.

He had never been so anxious to see his children in his life.

Mo Sihan unconsciously quickened his pace. At first, he took three steps and two steps, and finally he ran straight away.

In the long corridor of the isolation ward, you can smell a strong smell of disinfectant as soon as you enter.

When he got to the door, he didn't dare to approach it anymore, so he stood at the door, the hand on the doorknob trembling a little.

The white light from the corridor shone on Mo Sihan's face, embellishing his handsome and profound face to become even colder.

His eyes were bewildered, terrified, with an unprecedented fear, and the inexplicable sense of fear almost burst his chest.

In the past few days, Xiaoqingtuan has been receiving infusions all day long, and the infusion alone takes more than ten hours. Her small body almost relies on the nutrient solution to maintain her body functions.

The indwelling needle was stuck on the back of the child's tender white hand, and the needle hole was connected with a transparent tube of liquid. The liquid flowed slowly and dripped into her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Sihan was most afraid of seeing Xiao Qingtuan cry. Xiao Qingtuan was timid and would cry until he got an injection every time.

Every time at this time, Mo Sihan's heart seemed to be cut open with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he even found it difficult to breathe.

Parents are like this, preferring to leave all the good things to their children and take all the bad things on themselves.

Now, the isolation ward was quiet, Mo Sihan pushed open the door, stood in the corner and watched the child secretly.

Xiao Qingtuan was probably tired from crying, and she was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed at the moment.

The nurse who took care of her took a cup of warm water, and skillfully took a cotton swab to stick the water on and carefully applied it to the child's chapped lips.

Mo Sihan watched all this in dismay, tears streaming down his face in an instant.

The baby is so good, he really wants to go and hug the baby.

If possible, he would like to hug the child, kiss the child, praise the child...

He never thought that such a scene would appear, his child was not far away, and he couldn't even hug him.

Mo Sihan suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he quickly turned around and went to the smoking area downstairs.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took out one to light, but the hand that was holding the pack was shaking all the time.

"President Mo, I'll help you." Yan Qing who was at the side silently lit the lighter for him.

Mo Sihan smoked one after another, and before he knew it, the cigarette butts in the ash trough had piled up like a hill.

Mo Sihan is not addicted to cigarettes, this is probably the first time in his life that he has smoked so many cigarettes in a row.

Take heart, you still have to watch over the kids.

At this time, both the child and the child's mother collapsed, so he had to cheer up.

As a man, he is destined to bear more.

Mo Sihan came out of the smoking area, and stood in the ventilated place, waiting for the smell of cigarettes to wash away from his body.

The air conditioner in the hospital was whizzing cool, Mo Sihan looked up at the ceiling and found that the air vent was blowing towards him.

But no matter how cold his body was, it couldn't catch up to one ten-thousandth of his cold heart.

Not long ago, they were obviously the happiest family of three in the world.

Those happy pictures appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern: happily picking up the children from school, making dumplings happily, huddling together warmly on the bed and listening to stories...

In a blink of an eye, it was like a bubble burst.

One thought of hell, one thought of heaven.

Is there really only a thin line between heaven and hell?

At this moment, he was clearly the most unfortunate man in the world.

The pain in his heart was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, which made him unable to tell whether it was reality or a hallucination.

Mo Sihan's pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his entire face was distorted to the point of ferocity by the pain, like a ghost crawling out of hell to take his life.

Yan Qing felt so sad seeing him like this, he had never seen the boss like this, never.

……

It was dark when I came back from the hospital.

Since the child fell ill, the family has been dead silent and lost the vitality of the past.

Mo Sihan's thin lips were drawn into a sharp line, his eyes were fierce, and his face was as tense as a sharp knife.

The servants felt like walking on eggshells when they saw their master came back, and watched his expression carefully, for fear of saying a wrong word.

"Master!" Aunt Wang looked worried, "Young Mistress still refuses to take medicine or eat."

Mo Sihan's expression was gloomy, and he went upstairs without saying a word.

Zhu Wuyou fell ill in the hospital the day before yesterday. After being exposed to the rain, staying up late, and worrying about her children, her body naturally couldn't survive.

But she was as stubborn as a bull, she just guarded the door of the isolation ward and refused to leave.

It wasn't until she couldn't hold on until she fainted that Mo Sihan asked Yan Qing to take her home.

Unexpectedly, she kept arguing to go to the hospital after waking up, otherwise she would not cooperate non-violently.

Mo Sihan had no choice but to find time to go home.

At the top of the stairs, Mo Sihan's feet seemed to be carrying hundreds of catties, and he couldn't lift them no matter what.

Through that door, someone was waiting eagerly for him to go and tell her the truth.

The truth is so cruel, how can he speak?
Mo Sihan pushed open the door and went in. The room was lifeless and extremely stuffy.

The medicine at the bedside was left there intact.

Mo Sihan sat by the bed and reached out to hold Zhu Wuyou's slender wrist. In just a few days, her wrist became slender again.

Zhu Wuyou was in a daze, she heard the movement and tried to open her eyelids.

Seeing that it was Mo Sihan who came, Zhu Wuyou struggled to sit up, she wanted to speak, but her throat was so painful that it was about to smoke, and she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Sihan poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her: "Drink some water, your lips are very dry."

Zhu Wuyou shook his head vigorously, and tried his best to say: "How is the little youth group?"
She wanted to hear his answer, but was afraid of hearing it, for fear that the result she would get would be unacceptable to her.

Mo Sihan's face darkened, and he complained in a low voice, "What are you doing again? I'm worried about one, now I have to worry about you."

Zhu Wuyou's eyes turned red, and he began to cry: "..."

"You're here again." Mo Sihan's heart suddenly shrank, and a hole in his heart was ripped apart, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhu Wuyou held back her tears, and licked the corners of her lips: "Don't hide it from me, what's wrong with the child? I am the child's mother."

"Aplastic anemia in children, a blood disorder."

"Is it worse than leukemia?"

"probably."

Zhu Wuyou burst into tears: "It's all my fault... I gave birth to her..."

"Zhu Wuyou, you can't do this. Now our baby is sick, and she needs the care of her parents. If you are also sick at this time, what will the child do? We are adults, we must be strong and calm when we encounter things. Mo Sihan took Zhu Wuyou's hand and said, "Don't worry, I promise you that nothing will happen to our child."

Zhu Wuyou burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

Mo Sihan hugged her tightly, leaned her head on his shoulder and comforted her softly, "Promise me to take the medicine obediently, okay? The child may need a bone marrow transplant, and the top priority is to get well soon, you understand?"

"Well, I will take my medicine well." Zhu Wuyou looked forward to it, "But, I want to be hospitalized. I don't feel at ease at home at all. Will you promise to let me be hospitalized?"

Mo Sihan sighed heavily: "Alright then, I promise you."