Chapter 223 Jane Mo Bai Says He Doesn't Want to Die

Next Day

 Hospital

 "Mr. Jian, your son this doesn't mean he needs a kidney transplant." The doctor explained with Jian Zhendong:

 "Mr. Jane Mo Bai's situation is that he needs someone to match his bone marrow, what he needs is not a kidney replacement."

 As Jian Zhendong listened, he waved his hand:

 "Then you go and match my son with a suitable bone marrow candidate."

 There was clearly a hint of impatience in that doctor's eyes:

 "Mr. Jian, you still haven't heard, among the thousands of people, to have a successful bone marrow match, there are several conditions that must be met, preferably between loved ones, and it's also easier to match between loved ones."

 Mrs. Jian didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, the knot between her and Jian Zhendong, I'm afraid that the knot has been knotted from now on.

 "The match between you and your wife was not successful," that doctor said, hesitantly raising his head to look at Jane Mo Bai on the side: "Are there any siblings in the family?"

 Jane Mo Bai instantly changed his face, but said nothing and was silent.

 Mrs. Jian's eyes sour, well-maintained hand, gently pressed on her nose, lowered her head, also did not say a word.

 Looking at this pair of mother and son, Jane Zhendong's heart became annoyed:

 "It's not a terminal disease, who are you crying and mourning for!"

 Mrs. Jian abruptly raised her head, those eyes that had also been lively and youthful when she was young, even in her old age, she still had her charm, but it was this pair of eyes that were usually flirtatious towards her own husband, at this moment, she was glaring viciously at her husband whom she had always admired.

 That doctor had heard something about Jane's family.

 He was an expert in the history of leukemia, and the patients he had contacted were also in the circle of wealthy families, or they were friends of journalists and media, and after hearing about Jane's family, he hesitated to ask if there were any siblings.

 But at the moment, looking at the expressions of the family are each different ... That doctor secretly warned, this kind of mansion grudge, or do not provoke the good, and then said:

 "Let's put it this way, our side will definitely actively look for bone marrow that can match with Mr. Jane Mo Bai, and your side will also mobilize your own friends and relatives to come to the hospital for a checkup.

 Although it is said that the success rate of bone marrow matching between people who are not close relatives is not high.

 But in 2006, there was an example of a teacher donating his kidney and bone marrow to a child he didn't know.

 This kind of thing is not good to say.

 But ... you should not hold too much hope.

 If ... if there is still an immediate family member at home, then hurry up and let come to match the type."

 The doctor's words, said dripping, Jane's family are not stupid, Jane Mo Bai lips white.

 "And that is, Mr. Jane Mo Bai, from now on, you are going to go through the hospitalization procedures. Your current situation, you must be treated with chemotherapy, and during this chemotherapy period, it would be great if you can find a bone marrow donor with a successful match."

 "Chemotherapy?" Mrs. Jian, who hadn't said anything, screamed, "Doctor, our family's Mor Bai doesn't have chemotherapy. He's not capable of chemotherapy."

 The doctor looked towards his wrist that was held by the other party's death grip, and gently frowned, "Ma'am, calm down for a moment and loosen your hand."

 Mrs. Jian let out an "ah", and loosened her grip on the doctor's wrist, her face full of panic: "Doctor, we don't want chemotherapy for Mr. Jian Mobai, resolutely don't want chemotherapy!"

 "Mr. Jane Mo Bai's current situation will be serious if he doesn't have chemotherapy, ma'am, don't be nervous, chemotherapy isn't scary..."

 Before the doctor's words even looked to have finished, Mrs. Jane retorted excitedly:

 "How is it not scary! I have heard that my old sister's family's youngest son, is chemotherapy did not carry through, chemotherapy died!" Said, with a very strong attitude:

 "In short! We, Mor Bai, are determined not to have chemotherapy!"

 The doctor wrinkled his eyebrows, the most afraid of this kind of ill-informed, listen to the wind is rain patients, although not like, but still have to explain clearly with Mrs. Jane, waste a lot of words, only to persuade Mrs. Jane, naturally, the last is Jane Zhendong clap down:

 "I go to do hospitalization procedures."

 The doctor left, Jane Mo Bai lost his mind and went to the window.

 Mrs. Jian's heart is trembling: "Son, will find a matching bone marrow donor, your father said, when the time comes to give more money to the other party is, you, you do not think about it."

 With a trembling hand, she wanted to go and hold her son's hand.

 The next second!

 Jane Mo Bai, who was standing at the window opening, suddenly turned around and grabbed Mrs. Jane's palm by death, as if she was grabbing the last straw to save her life, pleading:

 "Mom! Mom! You just tell me where my little sister is, you must know, right! Right? Mom? Mom? You speak ah, you do not not speak, you say a word ... you ... you speak!"

 Jane Mo Bai "clang", toward Jane mother kneeled down hard, "I beg you! Mom! I beg you! I don't want to die! I'm still young, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Mom, Mom, please say something, okay?"

 He knew too well, too well, too well, too well, how small the chances were of being able to wait for a successful bone marrow match!

 He knows too well that the chances of a successful match are even smaller if you're not a bloodline relative!

 He didn't dare to wait!

 Mrs. Jian looked at her son who was so hopelessly begging for his life, her eyes gathered tears, and in a blink of an eye, they rolled down her face, she covered her mouth and didn't speak.

 "Mom, even if my little sister has severed her relationship with everyone, but my little sister was born by you, she is able to give up any person, but she can't give up her own mother!

 Mom, in these three years, it's impossible that little sister didn't contact you, right?

 She must have contacted you, right?

 You must know where my little sister is, right?" Jane Mo Bai looked pleadingly at Mother Jane in front of her:

 "Mom, don't keep crying, talk to me, okay? I don't know what to say. Is it possible?"

 Mrs. Jane Mo Bai couldn't hold back any longer, covered her mouth and let out a "whimpering" whimper, and only said to Jane Mo Bai with tears in her eyes:

 "Mor Bai, if you were a little child, would you still recognize me as your mother?"

 She finished, painfully closed her eyes ... those she did not care about the child, and even gloating to add insult to injury, to the present day, only to hate to severely slap themselves two slaps!

 Jane Mo Bai stunned ... his mother's words, like a sledgehammer whacked on his heart.

 "Mor Bai, listen, your father and I will definitely use all our connections, no matter how much money, we will help you get cured.

 You are the only son of your father and I, the only male member of the Jane family.

 No matter what, your father won't look at you and leave you alone.

 We'll go to the best doctors to help you. Pay a high price to find you the right bone marrow ..."

 "Qian Qian Qian! Mom! You know in your heart that it's harder than finding a needle in a haystack to find a bone marrow that matches me from those irrelevant people!

 Mom! Only my little sister can save me. She's a match for me.

 You guys hurry up and find my little sister."

 Mrs. Jian choked as tears fell down her face as she listened:

 "Mor Bai, you must know that even if we do find Little Tong, will she still be willing to save you?

 Also, you should not forget, your little sister she ... suffered a lot there back then, she ... only has one kidney!

 Her body, can she afford to eat and give you another bone marrow transplant?"

 "I ..." Jane Mo Bai was struck by lightning!

 Jane Tong she ... only has one kidney!

 And he, but forgot.

 Desperate to close his eyes, Jane Mo Bai face like dead gray, trembling lips, want to say something, but in the end, that sentence is somewhat selfish words, or did not say.