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Hearing Xue Wenshu's tone, Xiao Ling's heart beat wildly. He forced himself to calm down, and called a car to go to the hospital.

Seeing Xue Wenshu's expression in the hospital, Xiao Ling immediately understood that something had happened.

Something happened to Xiao Yuan.

For the next three days, Xiao Ling didn't know how he got here.

First, Xiao Yuan was transferred to another hospital, then arranged for a bone biopsy, and finally waited for the results of the examination.

Xiao Ling sat alone in the corner of the hospital, with his head lowered expressionlessly.

Life always seemed to hit him in the face just when he thought it was going to get better.

It's like when I was a child, the little prince sat on the stone platform outside Fengning Palace, waiting for the imperial doctor to examine his mother and announce the end of his life.

Xue Wenshu came over, Xiao Ling raised his head.

Xue Wenshu looked at him, nodded softly, and the last string in Xiao Ling's heart broke instantly.

Xiao Ling looked at the CML on the checklist, and his whole heart panicked.

Xiao Ling didn't understand why such a young child would be seriously ill, but what he didn't understand was why the doctor said it couldn't be cured.

The words "can't be cured" are actually very scary to Xiao Ling.

Back then, the imperial doctor said "it can't be cured" and took away his mother.

Now... will it be the same?

Xiao Ling looked at the sky, and when Xue Wenshu was sitting beside him, he was unconscious.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Xiao Ling slowly opened his mouth: "What caused it? The food we ate? We ate the same food, bought the same things we used, and lived together. Why... ...why didn't I take care of him?"

"It's not your problem." Xue Wenshu hugged him tightly, "Even now, there is no reason for everything."

Xue Wenshu took a breath and said slowly: "Not all diseases have a cause. Even now, there are many diseases for which the cause cannot be found at all... And if it can't be cured, it doesn't mean it can't be cured. There is a word called living with disease, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"Surviving with illness...?" Xiao Ling murmured, "Is the mother's later appearance counted as living with illness?"

Xue Wenshu was taken aback for a moment, he knew that Xiao Ling was starting to be dazed.

When Empress Chen fell ill, it was also very sudden. There was no reason to explain it. Even the imperial doctor couldn't find a reason. Her illness was also a long process of attack. She didn't leave until nearly three years later.

In the past three years, Fengning Palace was filled with the smell of medicine residue, crying, and the air was so heavy that it was suffocating.

The little prince often sits on his mother's hospital bed, watching everything in front of him quietly. He feels the black air emanating from his mother like a snake. The black air winds around his body and tightly tightens his neck. The pain was also unbearable.

So hopeless, that hopeless sense of powerlessness.

Xiao Ling lowered his head and buried his head in his arms, his voice was barely audible: "...I just sat here and kept thinking, Xiao Yuan said that the welfare home has always had a strange smell after it was renovated by Dean He... Is it Isn't it related to this? Should I have found out earlier? If I had noticed earlier, Xiao Yuan would have been fine...Maybe it's all my fault, I didn't find out earlier..."

Xue Wenshu looked at Xiao Ling, the Xiao Ling in front of him seemed to overlap with the little prince in his memory.

The little crown prince has a sharp chin, pale face, and tears in his eyes: "It's all my fault... Mother is coughing all the time... If I behave better... Royal father likes me more... He will I often visit my mother..."

The little prince had a strange obsession. He called the emperor his father, but he called the queen his mother.

The current Xiao Ling seemed to be as helpless as when he was a little prince.

Emperor Yan once lamented to Xue Wenshu that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was too fragile and slender, too embarrassing for a big responsibility, and his personality was not as tough and decisive as King Wuling.

Xue Wenshu knew that Xiao Ling was just too empathetic and always wanted to bear the fate of others.

Xue Wenshu sighed, hugged Xiao Ling, and said almost comfortingly: "It has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself, and don't always think about taking on other people's fate. No one can take on other people's fate, even Neither can you."

Xiao Ling lay on his chest, trying not to let the tears flow down, and then he heard the teacher's voice next to his ear.

"If you must bear the fate of others, then please let me bear it with you."

……

Beixin, in the office building of Xiaqiu Charity, the largest relief organization for children with blood diseases.

A girl who looked like a college student handed over a document to Xiao Ling, her almond eyes were very radiant: "Mr. Xiao, I have always known you and your charity fund, well, to be honest, I have also seen you I didn’t expect you to contact us this time to ask for cooperation, by the way, just call me Xia Cao.”

Xia Cao smiled, her tone was very lively, no matter her appearance or temperament, she could not tell that she was the general manager of such a large organization.

Xiao Ling took it with both hands, and said very politely: "I also heard that this is the largest rescue center for children with blood diseases. I think you are professional and can understand my feelings. There is a child in my family who suddenly... ..."

"Of course, I understand you. I wonder if your child's bone piercing has been done? Have you confirmed it?"

Xiao Ling's complexion changed slightly: "Yes...he had a bone piercing, it was confirmed, he was in pain, even though he was given local anesthesia, he was still crying..."

Xia Cao's tone was very gentle: "I understand, because I also felt that I was dying of pain at that time. The faces of the patients and their families who cried and howled throughout the corridor turned pale, and the doctor who performed bone surgery kept checking me. Did the anesthesia fail, hahaha~"

She spoke easily, as if telling a joke.

"In fact, they didn't understand that I wasn't really in pain, I was afraid, scared, and I was 'feeling' pain. After all, I was only 16 years old at that time."

"So you also..." Xiao Ling's eyes widened.

"Yes." Xia Cao nodded, "I was diagnosed with CML at the age of 16, and now I am 29 years old. You see, I have lived a long time and can continue to do what I want to do, so don't be afraid. The public is concerned about blood diseases. There is a misunderstanding, it seems that if you get it, you will definitely die, but in fact it is not like this, some blood diseases can be survived by taking medicine.”

Chatting with Xia Cao made Xiao Ling gradually let go of these worries, and discussed with professionals like Xia Cao how to make the cooperation of the two charities help more children with CML.

He seemed to have found a new purpose in life, and began to look at various related documents.

Xue Wenshu saw that he was in good spirits, so he made tea, handed it to Xiao Ling, and said softly, "Do you have any new ideas?"

Xiao Ling: "Well, I found out that the prevalence of this disease is not low among children, but the public generally lacks awareness. After I told Bai Pang about leukemia, his first reaction was fear, and his second reaction was Bone marrow transplantation must be done... In fact, I did a search, and most of the patients depended on targeted drugs for a living. Many patients did not continue treatment because they could not afford the cost of targeted drugs. Transplantation is not the best option. I think the public needs to understand this disease more correctly."

Bai Pang also said at the time, "That's how it's done in TV dramas."

"Then what do you want to do?" Xue Wenshu continued to ask.

Xiao Ling: "...so that movie, Director Chen's movie, I want to make even more. Not only do I want to make it, but I also need to increase investment. I want to take Director Chen to the Beixin Blood Disease Aid Center to watch it. Read the patient's diary and rework the script... When the movie is released, I want the public to pay more attention to this disease. This is my personal wish, and I also think so..." Xiao Ling found a suitable word, "Actor's society responsibility."

Xue Wenshu had a doting look on his face: "Then how do you want to make this movie? Mr. Producer Xiao?"

It is true that the biggest problem now is that they have no way to gather a crew.

A crew needs not only directors and actors, but also a series of staff such as lighting, scene management, and recording.

Even the workers who laid the tracks.

So Xiao Ling released the rumor.

The next day, people contacted Xiao Ling one after another.

In the beginning, Director Wang of "How the Prince Falls in Love with Me" was willing to do art. After all, he has ten years of directing experience and 30 years of art experience.

Then, during the recording of "Good Rain Knows the Season", Mr. Chen Guohua, a first-class national drama actor he knew, called Xiao Ling and said that actors from their National Drama Theater could come on top.

These old artists have always been priceless, and they don't necessarily come if they offer a high price. This time they offered to help Xiao Ling act in this realistic movie, which can be regarded as a great help.

After all, this script has too high requirements on the acting skills of the actors, even the supporting actors. If Xiao Ling were to look for it, he really didn't know where to find a bunch of old actors for this play.

Someone even sent an email to contact Xiao Ling. This was a lighting team that won an award some time ago. Xiao Ling didn't remember when he knew them at all.It wasn't until Xiao Ling met the other party that he remembered that when he was filming Prince Lingxi, the young man who illuminated him once injured his arm. He helped him once, and then he completely forgot about it. Unexpectedly, the young man remembered it all the time. Ling wanted to produce the film and persuaded the lighting team to join Xiao Ling.

In addition, Hua Luo and Chu Fenglang both proposed to make guest appearances. They don't ask for roles, roles, or salary. They just support Xiao Ling's first production. Originally, Li Jianling said that he could help with the film's soundtrack. Unexpectedly, Shao Qian invited his friend, an internationally renowned orchestra, to make the soundtrack, and Li Jianling said he would "sponsor" a theme song for Xiao Ling.

Zhou Zhenren even introduced the best coordinator and drama manager in his team to him.

Even the silly son Qi Yu also sent a message, but he was unable to do anything, and was "persuaded to quit" by Xiao Ling.

Coupled with the strong capital support of Xue Wenshu's Zhaoming Fund, and the media announcements controlled by Yan Chengyi, the cast of this show has been formed in this way.

And it's not a grassroots team, the team members are all people with skills in various industries.

These people did not know each other, and the only thing they had in common was that they had all received Xiao Ling's kindness.

Without the help of these people, it would be absolutely impossible for Xiao Ling's first film to start, and the help of these people came from Xiao Ling's goodwill.

A moment of kindness will surely reap good results.

This was what Xiao Ling insisted on, and in the end, he was never let down by his kindness.

Yan Chengyi saw that Xiao Ling was busy making preparations these days, and wanted to take over these tasks several times but was rejected by Xiao Ling.

Because Xiao Ling felt that since he was the one who put his name on the position of producer, he absolutely couldn't be a hands-off shopkeeper.

Yan Chengyi, who had no choice but to retreat to the second line, asked, "Master Shao Fu, did you notice that there is something strange in His Highness the Prince's character?"

"... you like to bear the fate of others, don't you?" Xue Wenshu continued.

Yan Chengyi stared: "So you found out..."

Xue Wenshu was helpless: "Why do you think I can't find out?"

Yan Chengyi: "Although as a prince, it is a matter of course to 'worry about the world first, and enjoy the world later'. But...he is not anymore...why do he always have to take on responsibilities that do not belong to him? Shaofu, Do you think His Highness is a little...too much?"

The corner of Xue Wenshu's mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak, and said cryptically, "I can only say that most of the time, the past determines the present, and the present determines the future."

Yan Chengyi: "?"

What are you talking about, I don't understand.