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This was the first time that Yan Hongwen and Shen Cheng had quarreled since they got married. The word "divorce" almost came to their lips, but was swallowed whole by Yan Hongwen, and his eyes were red from choking.

"Say it, keep talking!" Shen Cheng's eyes were red, but he was so stubborn that he refused to bow his head. He stared at Yan Hongwen with his red eyes, not missing the slightest flash of his emotion.

Yan Hongwen turned his head and tried to calm himself down.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Shen Cheng refused to admit defeat, and pulled Yan Hongwen towards him, forcing him to look directly at him, "Do you regret marrying me? Do you want to divorce me?"

"Don't make trouble for no reason! It's your fault in this matter!" Yan Hongwen told himself to calm down, but how could he calm down at this moment?

"Oh..." Shen Cheng sneered, "Yes, I was making trouble out of no reason, you are right. I deliberately concealed it, and I deliberately kept it from you. When your son and you are all dead, I can justifiably take your property and fly away!"

Furious, Shen Cheng also began to speak indiscriminately, no matter good or bad, he yelled out whatever came to his mind, regardless of Yan Hongwen's thoughts.

But after all, he is a lover who has been with him for decades, so how could Yan Hongwen not know Shen Cheng's character, and also understand that his unscrupulous words are just to anger himself, but Yan Hongwen still couldn't stop his anger.He understood that he was not only angry with Shen Cheng, he was also angry with Yan Chen who was still in a coma, and even more angry with himself.

Shen Cheng dropped these words, ignored Yan Hongwen, turned around and left.Yan Hongwen wanted to persuade him to stay, but he opened and closed his mouth, but finally he didn't spit out anything.

With a long sigh, Yan Hongwen pushed open the half-hidden door in front of him.Yan Chen was still in a coma, and the ward was eerily quiet, and the slight ticking sound of the dripping fluid could be heard clearly.

Yan Chen has lost weight again, and his body shape is completely different from the last time he went home.His cheekbones were raised, his eyes were sunken, and the lines on his face became sharper and sharper. Yan Hongwen was afraid of being blown over by any gust of wind.There was no trace of blood on his face, his lips were dry and white, his whole body was very haggard, his hair seemed to be thinner, and there were many bruises from needles on the back of his hands.

Feeling a pain in his heart, Yan Hongwen carefully rolled up the quilt for Yan Chen, and then raised the temperature in the room by a few degrees.Just now he was only focused on arguing with Shen Cheng, he still didn't know what the situation was at this time, so he had to ask Shen Cheng.

The door was knocked lightly twice, that is to say, before Shen Cheng could say anything, Hongwen pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Shen Cheng's reddened and vicious eyes. Yan Hongwen's heart tightened, and he felt a little helpless. He quickly stepped forward, and lightly rubbed Shen Cheng's reddened eyes with calloused fingertips. Shen Cheng hid back.

Yan Hongwen felt a little distressed: "How old are you, still crying?"

"None of your business!" He gave Yan Hongwen a vicious look, Shen Cheng covered his eyes and turned his head away.

"Alas..." Sighing softly, Yan Hongwen apologized helplessly: "It's my fault... I shouldn't have yelled at you, you know... I'm only Xiaochen's son, this matter You have lied to me for so long, I am so angry."

Shen Cheng sneered: "My mother has been married to you for so many years, let alone a son, I don't even have half a daughter! So what if you have a son?"

This sentence was like a thin and long fishbone of hate, which pierced into Yan Hongwen's heart fiercely, and those past scenes that neither of them wanted to recall began to rewind in their minds one after another.

For a moment, the faces of both of them were ugly, and the room was eerily quiet.

"Forget it," Shen Cheng was always the first person who couldn't help it, "you go, I don't want to talk to you for now."

"But who else should I ask other than the attending doctor?" Yan Hongwen sat on the sofa, next to Shen Cheng.

"Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Four months ago, Yan Chen was diagnosed in the United States. He came to the hospital for another examination a month ago, which happened to be my outpatient clinic. Half a month ago, he was formally hospitalized for treatment, and the result of bone marrow puncture was diagnosed as acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Cell leukemia, first took chemotherapy drugs for half a month, but the number of white blood cells did not decrease, but increased more and more, the next one is going to let him receive chemotherapy."

When Shen Cheng was angry, he was still the same as before, without any nonsense: "A few days ago, I found a few volunteers whose HLA reached five points. Today, I came for further matching, and none of them succeeded."

"Then what if chemotherapy still can't completely control the growth of white blood cells?" Because Shen Cheng has always studied together, Yan Hongwen also has some understanding of leukemia.

Shen Cheng first gave Yan Hongwen a blank look, as if saying "Are you stupid", and then slowly said: "Can't control the cancer cells from spreading to other organs, there is no other way except bone marrow transplantation."

The phrase "there is no other way" pushes Yan Hongwen's inner defense that he has just established in an instant.There was an uncontrollable sadness between the eyebrows, Yan Hongwen stretched out his hand and pinched it, and said: "Xiaochen's blood type is very special."

"Panda blood, in our country, 90.00% of people with HR blood type nine are positive, and only among Caucasians, about 15.00% of people with HR negative blood type." Shen Cheng opened his mouth, and it was extremely accurate data.

"So, matching..." Yan Hongwen didn't say anything, and the two people present also understood, so they stopped talking.

"Perhaps, there is one more person who has a high probability of success in matching." After a long time, Shen Cheng opened his mouth and said.

"Who?" Just as the rhetorical question came out, Yan Hongwen had already reflected it, and Shen Cheng's eyes were full of meaning, Yan Hongwen sighed silently.

"I owe Xiaochen too much... Similarly, I owe you too much..." Yan Hongwen's eyes flushed as his heart tightened, "So, no matter what the result is, I have to go."

"I didn't say I wanted to stop you." Shen Cheng turned his eyes away and ignored Yan Hongwen.

Yan Hongwen gently pulled the man into his arms, greedily inhaled the familiar smell from the man, and said, "I'm sorry, Cheng Cheng, I broke my promise again."

Shen Cheng's eyes were unfocused, only glittering and translucent: "It's okay, it's not the first time anyway."

Yan Hongwen sighed heavily behind him, finally he let go of his hands, and walked slowly towards the door, suddenly I turned my head back, Shen Cheng hurriedly lowered his head, so as not to let him find himself so fragile.

——"I'll come back to spend Christmas Eve with you at night."

"Get out of here!" Shen Cheng scolded, turning his head and refusing to turn around no matter what.

Yan Hongwen shook his head helplessly, and gently closed the door.

At this time, Shen Cheng took off the disguise from his whole body, and the tears of disappointment slipped down instantly.That part of the past that neither of them wanted to mention was always a fishbone in his chest that couldn't get rid of, reminding himself all the time of that painful past and present.