The supreme master of the female president

"Brother, I'm going to have an operation in a few days. Will you come to the hospital to accompany me then?" Yang Xuan no longer asked Yang Yitian about selling blood at the beginning. The date of bone marrow transplantation is approaching, and she is worried that if it fails Otherwise, he might have to leave his brother forever.

"Yes, I will definitely come to accompany you." Yang Yitian's tone became a lot more serious, he only had Yang Xuan as his relative, if his sister left him again, he didn't know what was the point of living any longer.

"Brother, if I leave, you want to help me find a sister-in-law who truly loves you, and will accompany you on the road ahead for me, can you?" Yang Xuan showed a bleak smile. She was very afraid that if she died, Yang Yitian would fall into eternal pain.

"That's enough! Don't say such words again." Yang Yitian's face became angry, and he reprimanded Yang Xuan in a deep voice, not allowing her to say such low words.

"No, I want to say, ever since my parents left, you have supported me behind me, gave me all the best things, cared for me carefully, and didn't let me suffer any grievances, you My life is completely like living it for me.”

"Although I don't have my parents, I still feel very happy because I have an older brother who loves me very much."

"Brother, you have paid too much for me, I really don't want to drag you down, so if I leave, you must live for yourself, find a kind and virtuous sister-in-law to live happily, promise me , okay?" Yang Xuan looked at Yang Yitian's face intently, and smiled pitifully from the bottom of her heart.

"Why do you say this, why?" Looking at his sister's smile, which is no longer afraid of death, Yang Yitian can no longer control the suppressed grief in his heart, and tears flow down his resolute cheeks.

"Brother, I've dragged you down too much, I'm sorry." It was the first time that Yang Xuan saw her brother cry in more than ten years. Perhaps her own death was a kind of relief.

"Shut up!" Yang Yitian glared at Yang Xuan fiercely, this was the first time in history that he got angry with his sister.

Being scolded angrily by Yang Yitian, Yang Xuan didn't say any more, but just smiled pitifully.

"Sorry, I lost my temper just now, but Xiaoxuan, you have to remember, brother can lose everyone in the world, but you can't lose you. You are more important than my life, understand?" Yang Yitian took a deep breath, Said to Yang Xuan very seriously.

Yang Xuan nodded her head, lying silently in Yang Yitian's arms, cherishing every minute, every second, every moment when he was with her.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xuan fell asleep in Yang Yitian's arms.Looking at his sister's light sleep, Yang Yitian dared not move his body like an old monk in meditation, for fear of waking her up accidentally.

The next day, the sky turned fish-white, and the morning sun shone through the window, reflecting on Yang Yitian's stern outline.

"Well..." Yang Xuan's petite body moved, and then she gently opened her eyes, and she saw Yang Yitian's resolute face at first sight.

"Are you awake?" Yang Yitian smiled, Yang Xuan was talking in her sleep last night, clutching her clothes with her small hands, repeating to herself, 'Brother', don't leave, it was extremely distressing.

"Brother, didn't you sleep all night?" Yang Xuan hurriedly left Yang Yitian's arms. When she threw herself into his arms last night, she kept her current posture unchanged.

"Are you hungry, brother, I'll buy you something to eat." Yang Yitian scratched the bridge of Yang Xuan's small nose, but did not answer her question.

"Not hungry, brother, can you stay with me for a while longer?" Yang Xuan shook her forehead lightly, she knew that Yang Yitian would leave later, so she didn't want him to leave her.

"Okay!" Yang Yitian agreed to his sister's request without even thinking about it, until half an hour later, the attending doctor came to check Yang Xuan and called him out of the ward by the way.

"Your sister's physical condition is not optimistic. The bone marrow transplant operation may have to be brought forward. We can't continue to procrastinate, otherwise the condition will get worse. After our meeting yesterday, we decided to perform the operation on your sister at noon tomorrow." Standing outside the corridor of the ward, he solemnly said to Yang Yitian.

Hearing what the attending doctor said, Yang Yitian's heart tensed instantly, and he asked again in a deep voice: "Do you want to advance? What is the success rate of the operation?"

"About 40.00%." ​​The attending doctor hesitated for a moment and said, although the bone marrow transplant operation is not difficult, but he dare not guarantee 100%, and even if it is successful, there may be rejection in the future.

"Okay, please!" Yang Yitian raised his head and sighed, he will have to face it sooner or later, I hope everything goes well.

After chatting with the attending doctor a few more words about the condition, Yang Yitian returned to the ward and told Yang Xuan about the surgery in advance.

Hearing that she would have an operation tomorrow, Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling a little panicked, with anticipation and fear in her heart.

"Xiaoxuan, don't worry too much. Just now your attending doctor said that the success rate is within 80.00%, so there will be no problem. When your condition recovers, I will make up for all the debts owed to you in the past six years." Here it is, I promise brother will get better."

Yang Yitian touched Yang Xuan's little head, and lied that the success rate of the operation was very high, because when a person has a strong sense of survival and a good attitude, even if an irresistible accident occurs in the middle of the operation, the patient will Will not give up easily.

"Well, brother, I promise you." Yang Xuan smiled obediently and sensiblely, but this smile was a bit far-fetched. She knew her body, and she was already weak to the point of terminal illness.
After staying with Yang Xuan for nearly an hour, Yang Yitian kissed her beautiful forehead, and said tenderly with nostalgia: "Good boy, I have to go to work first, can I come back to accompany you later?"

"Brother, can you kiss me again?" When Yang Yitian turned around and was about to leave, Yang Xuan hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes with her small hands, her eyes as clear as lake water were full of reluctance, and her white lips showed The touch of a smile makes people feel pity and heartbreak.

Yang Yitian turned his head and kissed Yang Xuan again. Her cheeks sank into two small dimples, and a sense of happiness spread in her heart. Even if she died now, she would have no regrets
After leaving Yang Xuan's intensive care unit, the warm smile on Yang Yitian's face disappeared, his eyes immediately became dark, his expression was as cold as ice picks, and he walked straight to the parking lot.

However, as soon as he arrived at the exit of the main building of the hospital, Yang Yitian's footsteps were stopped abruptly by the figure of a person. A strong and penetrating hostility instantly emanated from his pupils, and his hands clenched into fists made a bone-cracking sound.