"If you want Ma Li to come over and eat something without thinking too much," Ma Li said quickly.
Wen Tian finally sat up.
Here, Mother Li handed over the rice.
Wen Tian ate it, but when the rice entered his mouth, it was like chewing a candle and tasteless.
While eating, warm and sweet tears suddenly fell down.
Li Ma was shocked.
She said in fear: "Miss Wen, if something happened to your husband, please tell the truth to Mother Li!"
Ever since the last time Li Ma went to Pei Group to see Pei Shaomu and saw Bai Sha, Li Ma always told Pei Shaomu about Bai Sha. In the end, Pei Shaomu was so annoyed by Li Ma's talk that he directly set Li Ma's phone to reject calls.
Now Li's mother can't even call her to ask about Pei Shaomu's condition.
Wen Tian struggled to shake her head: "No, it really isn't."
She tried her best to hold back her tears: "Mom Li, don't worry that nothing happened to Pei Shaomu. Something happened to a friend of mine."
Li's mother's heart skipped a beat.
It's not that something happened to your husband, but to Miss Wen's friend?
Is he dead?
Otherwise, why would Miss Wen be so sad?
Since something happened to Wen Tian's friend, Li Ma couldn't say anything.
She comforted Wen Tian: "Miss Wen, no one knows what will happen in this big world, so you just have to be open-minded and there is nothing to worry about."
Wen Tian said nothing.
She kept picking at the rice in the bowl.
The bowl was quickly empty.
Wen Tian handed the rice bowl to Li Ma: "Li Ma, I've finished eating. You can go down."
Li Ma glanced at Wen Tian worriedly: "Miss Wen, are you really okay?"
She took the bowl but hesitated.
Wen Tian's voice was a little hoarse: "Mom Li, I want to be alone for a while. Can you please just let me calm down?"
After Wen Tian said this, Li Ma had no choice but to retreat.
"Ms. Wen, take a good rest and call me if you need anything."
After Ma Li left, Wen Tian's eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.
She remembered the first time she met Qin Lang.
He held popcorn in his hand and asked himself if he wanted to eat it.
He was a very fair boy, his eyes looked like crescent moons when he smiled.
He is very handsome. Although he is not as good as her brother and Pei Shaomu, he is completely different from Pei Shaomu and Wen Tingyu.
Wen Tingyu is freezing cold.
And Pei Shaomu is gentle.
Qin Lang is sunny.
Such a sunny boy makes everyone who is close to him feel warm in his heart.
Wen Tian always felt that Qin Lang was different from everyone else.
There is no darkness in his heart, he is always positive and kind.
But I didn't expect...
Everything turned out to be a calculation.
Her acquaintance with him was calculated.
Her countless encounters with him were calculated.
Even more, is everything he presents also a calculation?
Wen Tian's heart ached terribly.
And at this moment, a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
When Wen Tian looked at the caller, her heart suddenly hurt even more.
The caller was Qin Yu.
Just as Wen Tian was about to pick up the phone, her hand froze.
She thought of one thing. Everything about Qin Lang was calculated. What about Qin Yu?
Is it also a calculation?
Even the stories Qin Lang told about him and Qin Yu were all fabricated.
Wen Tian's breathing suddenly became rapid.
It was so illusory before my eyes that I couldn't tell the difference at once.
After a long time, Wen Tian lowered her hand.
She just let her phone ring but didn't answer it.
Qin Yu called three times but no one answered.
Qin Yu estimated that something was wrong with Wen Tian.
At this moment, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply frowned, and her face was full of worry.
Just after taking a nap at noon, Qin Yu had another nightmare.
She dreamed that Qin Lang was covered in blood.
She has been having nightmares like this recently, but Qin Lang can't be contacted at all, which makes Qin Yu feel more and more anxious.
…
Pei Shaomu accompanied Bai Sha into the hospital.
Bai Sha was a little uneasy.
She looked at Pei Shaomu: "William, do you think the operation will be successful?"
"Yes." The man's voice was firm and reassuring.
Bai Sha nodded.
"Bai Sha, go with the doctor. You must listen to the doctor in everything." Pei Shaomu said warmly.
Bai Sha did not leave.
"William, who is the person who donated bone marrow to me? I want to meet him."
Pei Shaomu's eyes darkened slightly: "I'll tell you when I succeed."
Bai Sha nodded.
She followed the doctor.
After taking a few steps, she stopped again, and then walked back to Pei Shaomu.
She looked into Pei Shaomu's eyes, her eyes a little vain: "William, there is a question I have always wanted to ask you."
"you say?"
Baisha took a deep breath: "Why do you do this? Why do you persist even though I have already given up? If you don't persist, I'm afraid I'm no longer alive now. William, you will have one less trouble, and you can be with that person."
Miss Wen no longer has any worries."
Pei Shaomu smiled.
His tone contained a sigh: "Baisha, I can't just watch you leave because I'm afraid of trouble. I can't do such a thing. Wen Tian also agrees to find drugs to suppress your disease and continue to search for suitable bone marrow.
She approves of my approach."
Baisha was stunned.
"She, she agreed." She murmured.
"Yes, Baisha, relax, the operation will be successful."
Baisha followed the doctor into the operating room. Suddenly, many indistinct emotions surged through her chest, causing her chest to tumble violently.
Time passes little by little.
Bai Sha was finally pushed out.
Her face was a little pale.
The doctor said the operation was successful and Baisha can continue to live.
Pei Shaomu looked at Bai Sha with a smile: "I was right, Bai Sha. The operation was indeed successful."
"William." Bai Sha looked at Pei Shaomu gratefully: "Thank you for all this. I wouldn't have survived without you. Thank you very much."
"Bai Sha, you shouldn't thank me." Pei Shaomu looked directly at Bai Sha with a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool: "You should thank another person, the person who donated bone marrow to you." He paused and his voice became deeper.
: "Everything I did was just a little effort, but he was different. He mistakenly thought that if he donated bone marrow, he would lose his life, but he still did not hesitate to donate bone marrow to you. Baisha is a person who is willing to risk his life for you.
Man, he is what you really want
Thank you people."
Bai Sha almost blurted out: "Who is he?"
"Abu." Pei Shaomu's thin lips uttered these two words clearly.
Bai Sha was stunned.
"Brother Abu," she murmured.
Pei Shaomu nodded: "Bai Sha, you should know how Abu feels about you."
Baisha lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly on her eye sockets: "I have always regarded Abu as my elder brother."
Pei Shaomu sighed: "There is an old Chinese saying in Baisha. I don't know if you have heard of it."
Bai Sha raised her eyes and glanced at Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu's words are clear: "It is better to pity the people in front of you than to take pity on the people in front of you when your eyes are full of green mountains."
Bai Sha was stunned for a moment.
"Bai Sha, do you understand what it means?" Pei Shaomu asked.
Baisha nodded laboriously.
Of course she could understand the meaning of this sentence. Pei Shaomu stared at Baisha: "Baisha Abu is a good man. He will give his life for you. Such a man is worth your life."