Chapter 390 Bone Marrow Matching (4)

Chapter 390 Bone Marrow Matching (4)

Pei Qiqi reached out to touch her little bald head, and stroked her small nose and thin face with some nostalgia.

I didn't think it before, but now I really think it's so precious to be able to do this.

Tang Xin was being touched by her like this, and she felt that Qi Qi's eyes were a little... weird.

Looking at her like a puppy looks at a bone...

But she was attached to this feeling again, and with a groan, she hugged Pei Qiqi: "Qiqi, if I die, you have to remember to think about me, and you don't have to think about it too much, just think about it once in a while."

Pei Qiqi felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, she closed her eyes, "No, nothing will happen."

Tang Xin said pitifully, "But I've been waiting for so many years, but I still haven't gotten it."

Her small face lay on Pei Qiqi's shoulder, and her small hands gently grasped it: "Qiqi, don't be sad."

Pei Qiqi hugged her small body, desperately holding back tears, "I'm not sad, I'm really not sad."

But the voice was choked up.

Now, Pei Qiqi began to doubt her decision... Zhao Ke's imprisonment was too cruel for Tang Xin.

Tang Xin's voice was soft, "I still said I'm not sad, Qi Qi, you're going to cry." She didn't want to tell Qi Qi, because she was afraid that Qi Qi would be sad if she found out.

"I don't want to cry, Tang Xin, I don't want to cry." Pei Qiqi closed her eyes.

The nurse came in, followed by the doctor, looking at the pair of people who were hugging each other with some embarrassment, and said to Tang Yu in a low voice: "Mr. Tang, it's time for Tang Xin to undergo chemotherapy."

chemotherapy?

Pei Qiqi felt that when Tang Xin heard these two words, her body trembled.

So is she!

She hugged her tighter...

"Qiqi, I'm going to get treatment." Tang Xin sniffed and said softly.

She was very scared, but she was even more afraid of her brother and Qiqi... and her father, who sighed every time he came.

Pei Qiqi hugged her tightly, she didn't want to let go, she didn't want Tang Xin to suffer that kind of pain.

After not seeing her for a few days, Tang Xin lost a lot of weight, and her face was also pale. She was not as thin as a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Qiqi." Tang Xin gently pushed her away, then smiled at her, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

The more she was like this, the more uncomfortable Pei Qiqi felt.

Tang Xin got out of bed, put on some clothes, and followed behind the doctor and nurse. Pei Qiqi wanted to follow, but Tang Yu held her back, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Take her back in two hours."

Tang Xin didn't want people to watch her undergo chemotherapy in pain, she said it was ugly.

Pei Qiqi was stopped from behind, Tang Yu half hugged her, and said heavily, "Don't go, she also has self-esteem."

She stared blankly in the direction of the door, pursed her lips tightly, and turned around to look at Tang Yu after a while: "I can match her, right?"

"Only fifty percent chance." He reported truthfully.

Pei Qiqi was stunned for a while, before she said in a daze, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't...wouldn't have chosen to design Zhao Ke."

She was thinking about what if, what if Tang Xin never recovered, what if there was such a day.

She would rather Tang Xin could have the last happiness.

She looked at Tang Yu and almost collapsed, "It's me, I did something wrong! Tang Yu, why, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Tang Yu looked at her crazy look, with a heavy heart, and put his hands on her shoulders: "It's not your fault."

Pei Qiqi looked at him and murmured, "Yes, I'm not wrong, but I'm sorry Tang Xin."