Palm Idol

As soon as she left them and rushed in, Lu Yiwen didn't want to leave for a while, or if he didn't leave, he had no choice but to go to the bedroom together.

I don't know if it was because I was afraid of disturbing the people in the bedroom. The ceiling lights were not turned on, and the curtains were drawn, so the light was very dim.

Through the woman's trembling shoulders, Lu Yiwen saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy lying on the small bed, clutching his stomach tightly, rolling and kicking his legs back and forth on the bed, his little face dripping with sweat.

The woman seemed to be afraid that he would fall off the bed due to the violent struggle, so she desperately held him in her arms, and tried her best to endure the punches and kicks from him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Her face was mixed with sweat and tears, and she kept persuading the boy, "It won't hurt in a while, it won't hurt in a while, good boy."

However, the boy's face was still full of pain, and he pulled all the clothes off the woman's body.

"Let's go." The woman didn't even raise her head, she seemed to be extremely exhausted physically and mentally, "I can't entertain you, let's go... It's best to take Jing Xiang away as well."

Lu Yiwen wanted to ask her if she wanted to call an ambulance, but seeing that Jingxiang's mother really didn't want to see them, he had to say "take care" and let everyone go downstairs together.

Xiaomei didn't see what was going on inside the house at the door just now, so she asked him, "Brother Lu, what did you see inside just now?"

"There is a sick little boy in the bedroom. It seems that he has been bedridden for a long time. He may be Jingxiang's younger brother." Lu Yiwen shook his head, "I didn't pay much attention to the others. Let's go downstairs first."

Jingxiang's house is an old-style family building, and there is no elevator installed. A group of people are walking downstairs with loud noises, and their clothes don't match here, which attracts a lot of people going up and down the stairs. My neighbors were watching, almost thinking they were here to collect debts.

A few people knocked on the door of the negative floor under the complicated and curious eyes of the people around them.

This time Jingxiang came to open the door very quickly, but he didn't seem to expect that it would be Lu Yiwen and the others.

"Miss Xiaomei, why are you here?" Jing Xiang opened the door in a daze, then moved his eyes to Xiaomei's back, "... Brother Lu, are you all here?"

"I heard from Jian She that you're leaving the team. What's going on?" Lu Yiwen said straight to the point, "Are you serious? Have you figured it out?"

"I... oh." Jing Xiang sighed, "Brothers, come in first, and we'll talk about this later."

When entering, Xu Lan accidentally made some noises, and Jing Xiang sternly "shushed" her: "What are you doing!? Be gentle! My sister is sleeping inside!"

He spoke in a very heavy tone but played it very softly, obviously because he was afraid of disturbing the people inside. It was the first time that everyone saw Jing Xiang who spoke in such a scrupulous manner, and they couldn't help feeling very novel.

Lu Yiwen found that although this was a basement, it didn't look dark and damp because of the good ventilation.

The structure of the house is similar to that of the upstairs, with two bedrooms and one living room. Jingxiang's younger sister sleeps in the big bedroom.

The little girl looked much younger than Jing Xiang's younger brother whom I had just met, because the window could only be opened half way up, her upper body was shrouded in a light shadow.

Probably thanks to the blessing of the shadow, the little girl slept soundly, and her complexion was ruddy, which formed a stark contrast to Jingxiang's younger brother's sickness.

Jingxiang went over and gently took away the toys and picture books on the bed, and pointed to the next room to talk there.

Lu Yiwen glanced at the electric guitar and speaker equipment in the corner, and asked, "Do you usually practice piano here?"

"Yeah." Jingxiang has completely lost the hostility he heard on the phone yesterday, and there is a gentle look on his brows, "Because Xiaojie likes to watch me play the piano very much, I moved all the equipment down. .—By the way, Brother Lu, tell me what you want to eat and drink, and I'll get it, you're welcome."

"We don't need anything, so we don't need to make a fuss." Lu Yiwen stopped him, "Everyone came here today, just to ask about your withdrawal from the team. Is there any difficulty in money? Or do you feel that you are not suitable for this path? ?”

Jing Xiang was stunned: "No, it's not, it's just..."

As if he didn't know how to organize his words, he walked around the room several times before he struggled and said, "I just think it's too late for my debut... Didn't I say a month at the beginning, and then I kept pushing it back, so I just said I'm afraid that after several months we still won't be able to take the stage, and this matter will be left alone..."

"Why can't we let it go?" Xiaomei also persuaded him, "These contracts are clearly stipulated. If you keep dragging you, then we will be the ones who violated the contract. Besides, you can also ask the company It was discussed, why do you have to decide by yourself?"

"I..." Jingxiang probably knew that he was at fault, the word "I" was in his mouth for a long time without saying anything, and it took a long time before he finally said, "I admit, I did something wrong this time. , I shouldn’t just run out, I should discuss it with you.”

Lu Yiwen breathed a sigh of relief: "Just don't be so impulsive in the future..."

"—But I won't go back to the company." Jing Xiang's words suddenly turned 180 degrees, "I'm sorry, Brother Lu, I have to go no matter what."

Lu Yiwen was stunned by what he said.

"Is it because of your sister?" At this moment, Jian She, who had not spoken a word, suddenly opened his mouth. He calmly glanced in the direction of the big bedroom, "This house is not like an ordinary warehouse. Your sister is a long-term resident. here."

"Yes." Countless complex expressions flashed across Jingxiang's face at that moment, but in the end he said truthfully, "Xiaojie has lived here since she was born, and there is no one in this place except me. came in."

"I know you may want to ask why." Jing Xiang said, "Have you met my mother and my brother just now?"

Lu Yiwen: "Well, I have seen it. Your brother seems to have some gastrointestinal disease?"

"It's not appendicitis." Jing Xiang knew what he meant, shook his head and said, "If it was just appendicitis, my mother would have been overjoyed. He has a very strange disease called PID."

Xu Lan asked Jian She in a low voice: "What is PID?"

"Primary immunodeficiency disease." Hearing his question, Jing Xiang explained directly, "I can't say the specifics, anyway, if you get this disease, no matter what kind of minor illness it will eventually become a serious illness, and it will Recurring infections and recurring attacks—you just saw how he was when he got sick? That’s already considered a relatively good situation, and the attacks were more serious before, and you have to come back like this almost every day. The point is that even if you take medicine today If he is suppressed, he will be infected again tomorrow. This has been the case for the past few years. It has long been a torture for our family."

Everyone was silent, and suddenly understood why Jingxiang's mother looked so numb and sad.

"Then there is no cure?" Xu Lan asked with concern, "This should not be a terminal illness..."

"Yes, of course." Jing Xiang laughed for some reason, "Because it's a genetic disease, and the cure is bone marrow transplantation."

"Then..." Xu Lan said cautiously, "Have you found a matching bone marrow?"

Jing Xiang was silent for a moment.

"I found it." He gave an unexpected answer, "It's my sister, Xiaojie."

"Eh?" Xu Lan was startled, and involuntarily looked in the direction of the big bedroom.

"My younger brother got sick for the first time five years ago. At that time, my parents took him to the hospital. When they knew that bone marrow transplantation could cure the disease, the family quickly went to find a matching bone marrow, but I searched for a long time but couldn't find it, my mother was about to give up, but suddenly a distant relative I had never met jumped out and gave my mother a bad idea."

Jingxiang looked the same, and continued: "I learned a little bit about this later. In the final analysis, the reason why I couldn't find a matching bone marrow was because of the inconsistency in HLA types, and my younger brother's white blood cells were special, so that relative I suggested that my mother look for it from within the family, but our family has tried it a long time ago, and they were inconsistent, so they finally hit my mother's stomach."

Lu Yiwen seemed to understand what he meant: "Could it be that..."

"Yeah." Jingxiang confirmed his answer, "My mother happened to be pregnant with Xiaojie at that time. In fact, according to our family's situation, one more child would be a burden, and I was too muddy to support the wall. She wanted to have an abortion, but I don’t know what test that relative took her for, and finally insisted that Xiaojie’s bone marrow was the same as my brother’s..."

"I didn't believe it at the time, thinking how could such a coincidence happen? The family needs bone marrow, and it happens that the newborn's is the same? Is this possible? But my mother followed the demon at that time, desperately dying." To give birth to Xiaojie... I think it may be that my brother has been sick for too long and has driven her crazy, making her unable to care about anything else."

After hearing these words, Lu Yiwen didn't know what to say for a moment. He inadvertently looked at the decoration of this room, and suddenly realized that this place was just like what Jian She said. It is full of household items that a child would use, but otherwise there is no trace of anyone else's life-except Jingxiang's guitar.

It seems that it is indeed as Jing Xiang said, except for himself, no one else sets foot here at ordinary times.

"It's fine if you just ask Xiaojie to provide bone marrow to that brat. It's not the feudal era anymore. I've checked, and it won't cause devastating damage to the body once. It's just..."

"It's just your brother's illness. One bone marrow pump shouldn't be enough, right?" Lu Yiwen asked.

"Yes."

After she finished speaking, Jing Xiang's tone became extremely calm instead, "Her life, her dream... was destined to be gone from the time she was born, and she can only be my brother's in this life. She lives as a donor. My mother probably doesn’t know what to do with her. She’s been locked up here all these years. It’s so big, I haven’t even been to kindergarten.”

"Especially my younger brother's illness has become serious again recently." Jing Xiang seemed to hear Jing Jie's voice of waking up, so he stood up and walked to the big bedroom. "My mother can't wait to operate on him. That’s why I ran back.”