Shen Lanxiao just smiled tiredly, then turned around and got into Situ Che's car and drove to the bone marrow donation site.
"Miss Shen, are you ready?"
Next to her, a nurse is already preparing to give her an injection.[
"Well, it's okay." Shen Lanxiao smiled and put the phone aside.
Immediately, there was a stabbing pain in her wrist, and the blood flowed under pressure into the collection machine on the side. Then the machine roared, and after separating the life-saving hematopoietic stem cells, the serum was reinjected into her body.
The whole process only lasted a few dozen minutes. However, when she saw the bright red blood flowing back into her body after being purified, it was like shaking off some dregs. From now on, she would usher in a new life. .
Although she didn't bleed much, when she walked out, the sun pierced her eyes and she still felt a little dizzy.
"Lan Xiao, are you done?" Situ Che walked up with a smile. Under the sun, his gray-blue eyes had a dazzling light, like glass beads.
"Yeah." She nodded slightly weakly, but with a relieved smile on her face.
So he drove. Situ Che looked at her and seemed to have a bad look on her face, so he stopped the car on the side of the road and said, "Lan Xiao, are you feeling a little uncomfortable?"
"No, maybe it's the dizziness caused by blood loss. It's okay."
"Then how about we go get something to eat and replenish ourselves?"
Shen Lanxiao shook his head, his expression still a little tired, but he looked much more relaxed.
"Lan Xiao, have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"
"after?"
"Yes, later." At a certain intersection, at a red light, Situ Che looked at her for a moment, as if he wanted to see the depth reflected in her black pupils.
Shen Lanxiao could naturally understand the meaning in his eyes. These days, she was also thinking carefully about how Situ Che could be indifferent to Situ Che's kindness to her.
However, this kind of feeling is not love. If you really want to marry him recklessly and follow his wishes, it will not only be bad for you, but also unfair to him.
So she looked at the street scene in front of her and said with deep eyes: "I don't know how long it will take for me to forget him. Maybe it will be a few days, maybe a few months, maybe... it will take a few years."
Situ Che could clearly see that there was too much uncertainty in her tone, but it was extremely true.