That pair of beautiful eyes seemed like they would never open again, and they couldn't hear him calling for his sister.
"Xiaohan." Ai Minzhen was crying so hard she couldn't see straight.
If Heaven wanted to punish someone, let it be her. Why let her child suffer this pain?
"Madam Ai, don't be saddened."
The nurses supported her.
"I'm willing to donate bone marrow."
A crisp voice rang out.
Everyone was stunned.
Ai Minzhen, too, was frozen, staring blankly at Lan Xin Ai.
"I'm willing to donate bone marrow." Lan Xin Ai repeated firmly.
"Xin Ai."
Ai Minzhen's tears fell like rain.
"You don't need to thank me; I'm not doing it for you." Lan Xin Ai regarded her with a particularly serene gaze, her heart especially calm.
She could never be indifferent.
"Xin Ai, thank you, thank you."
Ai Minzhen cried again, this time with a joyous smile.
Lan Xin Ai turned to look at Xi Yemo: "Husband."
