Fang Xiaoran watched the long, sharp needle plunge into Fang bao'er's waist bone, couldn't help clutching Shen Zichuan's arm, and her cheeks turned pale.

Such a long needle must hurt very much.

Fang bao'er couldn't see her, but she could clearly see that the little guy was stabbed by the needle. His body trembled a few times with pain. Tears glistened, but he bit his small mouth tightly. He was strong and didn't cry.

From the detection of physical illness, the little guy went to the hospital many times, very frequently. Every time he went to the hospital, he either took medicine or had an injection, so that he was used to being pricked by a needle.

At first, he would rush into Fang bao'er's arms and shout pain. Later, when he grew up, he gradually understood some things. No matter how severe the pain was, he would not shout. He would only cry quietly, just like now.

Before long, the effect of the anesthetic came into play. The little guy finally closed his beautiful big blue eyes slowly, and his small body was a little soft on the operating table.

The doctor immediately put a breathing mask on her, and filled her with all kinds of tubes and connected with instruments with different test data. When the physical condition of the little guy reaches the best level suitable for the operation, the operation can be started.

Before, in order to prepare for the transplant, the little guy had a lot of chemotherapy. One blond hair fell out and there was no left, which was a serious reaction after chemotherapy.

By the transparent window outside, Fang Xiaoran stared at her daughter's pale face. Her heart hurt and she couldn't speak. "Baby, be strong. Mommy and Daddy are here with you to cheer you up. You will get better. You will!"

Fang Xiaoran is very flustered.

When she gave birth to Fang bao'er six and a half years ago, she had dystocia and massive bleeding. She fought desperately in the delivery bed. Her life hung on the line and almost died.

Every woman willing to be a mother, at the moment of childbirth, is on the edge of life and death, walking on a tightrope and fighting for life with the king of hell.

Gradually, her consciousness was weak and lax due to the pain inch by inch. She always felt that she was about to be unable to support it. However, she remembered that the baby in her stomach was still waiting for her to give birth to her and breathe the beautiful sunshine and air. No matter how painful it was, she also forced her to bear it until she bit her lips and bled. It hurt for almost 24 hours before she gave birth to bao'er.

But the pain at that moment, no matter how painful it is, is not as painful as it is now.

If the disease can be transferred, she would rather that the incurable leukemia in her daughter's body can be transferred to her and borne by her to ensure that her daughter is a healthy little girl without suffering from the disease from the beginning of birth to now.

Shen Zichuan raised his palm and firmly held her sweaty little hand in his hand. His thin cold lips kissed her sweaty forehead with a calm voice. "Wife, don't be afraid, I'm here, everything has me! You're right, bao'er will be fine, our daughter will be fine."

Fang Xiaoran bit her pale lip, her voice trembled and hissed her head, "well, it's okay, baby, she... She will come out safely."

Time flies by minute, waiting is the most painful.

More than an hour later, the 800cc bone marrow extracted from Fang Yanrong's iliac bone was passed through the blood cell separator, and the separated hematopoietic stem cells were dripped into Fang Baoer's large blood vessels through Fang Baoer's subclavian vein.

Then Fang Xiaoran saw the attending doctor holding a victory "V" gesture towards the window. She was relieved. Tears of joy immediately burst into her eyes, and she was too excited to speak.

She raised her head in tears, her body trembled violently, her whole body trembled and whispered, "Shen Zichuan, did you see the gesture made by the doctor? Bao'er is saved, and bao'er will really be healthy."

The tight string in her mind finally broke, and Fang Xiaoran's spirit was relieved. She couldn't stand, and she couldn't stand any longer. After saying that, a white light flashed in front of her, and her whole person collapsed back like a sponge——

Seeing her fall back, Shen Zichuan's heart jumped with surprise. He quickly stretched his arm, tightened her waist and brought her to his arms.

At the same time, I haven't forgotten to pay attention not to squeeze her round abdomen.

"Wife, take a deep breath and hold on. I'll take you to see a doctor right away!"

"Baby, are you okay?"

"Xiaoran, can you hear me?" the man shouted anxiously the name of the beloved woman in his arms.

But Fang Xiaoran has already fallen into a deep syncope state. How can she respond to his worried and gentle call.

No matter how worried, Shen Zichuan still didn't panic. He didn't have time to take off his disinfection clothes and hat for her and himself. He simply stopped at the waist and picked her up and dragged her out with a heavy pace.

If in normal times, he picked up Fang Xiaoran's body that had just passed 100, it would be effortless, but at the moment, he was still an injury that had just been able to stand up. At the moment, he still held a woman who had passed 100 in his hand, opened the door and went out. However, he was tired and sweating in a cold sweat.

The dark people outside were stunned to see that Shen Zichuan actually came out with Fang Xiao in a coma.

Among them, song Zijian and Xiao Jingcheng are even more stupid.

Shit, it's Fang bao'er who has the operation inside. How can you see that the person who has the operation looks like Fang Xiaoran?

Song Zijian reacted quickly. He immediately rushed over and asked the frowning man, "brother Zichuan, what's the matter with my sister-in-law? Is she stimulated? Because bao'er's operation is not very smooth?"

Xiao Jingcheng slowed down a step. Hearing that song Zijian had asked all the questions he wanted to ask, he glanced at Shen Zichuan and shouted angrily, "I ask you, how do you take care of Ranran?"

Xiao Wenyuan also crowded up. It's not easy to scold Shen Zichuan if he doesn't know the situation. He just said with a bad face, "OK, a Cheng, don't talk so much. Hurry to send Xiaoran to the emergency room for rescue."

Xiao Huange had a stomachache and went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor. The person was not at the scene.

Then, only one Cheng Shuyu stood behind Xiao Wenyuan's wheelchair. His eyes were cold and heartless, but he didn't dare to be found by others. He had to squeeze out his worried look and watched everyone busy for Fang Xiaoran.

The attending doctor soon came and caught a glimpse of Fang Xiaoran's face as white as frost. He immediately cooled down and scolded the man holding her, "How do you family members take care of pregnant women? After six or seven months of pregnancy, you almost miscarried twice. In the middle, you didn't fall in the hospital for fetal protection. Your body fell ill as early as the first birth. The month was not taken care of well. You were in a bad mood and often shed tears. Now it's OK. Pregnant women can accidentally shed their children when sneezing. Are you happy or unhappy! He doesn't listen to the doctor's advice, runs around, and his mood is depressed. If anything happens, he will find our doctor. Doctors are not omnipotent. "

Shen Zichuan has been in a high position for many years and has developed the character of making a decisive decision. Where can he stand being almost yelled at by the doctor? His temper suddenly rises. When he was about to frown, song Zijian immediately squeezed over to accompany his smiling face. "Brother Zichuan, don't be angry first. It's important to treat his little sister-in-law."

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