"You are crazy!" Another doctor stopped him, "This is denied by the instructor, and you must not try it!"
"This is urgent. We must try any method!"
Wen Xue was impatient, "You two, stop playing riddles and just tell me if you have any ideas!"
"It's like this. This kind of genetic disease is usually inherited from one of the parents, and the young master's disease is a blood disease, so if a blood transfusion can be performed, the disease may be cured."
"Blood transfusion?" Wen Xue frowned, "Are there any successful cases?"
"Of course not. This was a proposal of his, but it was rejected by the instructor because he said that it would be replaced with the blood of close relatives, but medically speaking, immediate relatives cannot directly transfuse blood. The risk is too great."
"Hereditary diseases are passed down from immediate relatives. It won't work if you don't use the blood of another immediate relative! Miss Wen, believe me, as long as you give me time to research, I will definitely succeed. As long as you are willing to exchange blood for the young master,
We can definitely save him!"
"As long as I can save my son, I am willing to give him a blood transfusion!" Wen Xue said firmly, "You can go ahead and do research. You don't have to worry about funds. If you can succeed, I will definitely reward you heavily!"
"Thank you, Miss Wen." The doctor was excited, "I will definitely succeed! For the time being, I need you to provide me with blood samples from you and the young master for research."
"Okay, I'll give it to you as soon as possible."
...
Qiao Wanwan didn't go to school for several days. She spent every day in the basement studying medicinal materials. She soaked silver needles in the medicinal materials repeatedly for experiments.
Eleven's health was relatively stable, but that night she suddenly became ill when she got up to go to the toilet!
Zheng's mother was so frightened that she screamed, "Someone is coming! Call Madam quickly!"
Qiao Wanwan was awakened from her sleep and hurriedly put on her clothes and ran downstairs!
Eleven was carried back to the bed and was rolling around in pain.
"Don't be afraid on November, sister Wanwan is here!"
Qiao Wanwan comforted him and took out the silver needle to acupuncture him.
Eleven was sweating profusely, "Sister Wanwan, it hurts..."
"I know, please be patient and don't move around, otherwise Sister Wanwan will tie it in the wrong place."
"Yeah!" Eleven endured it obediently, but was so painful that he burst into tears.
Qiao Wanwan was almost heartbroken and continued to give him acupuncture.
After about ten minutes of touching, Shi Yi's complexion gradually improved.
"Eleven..." Qiao Wanwan took off the silver needle and hugged him distressedly, "How do you feel now?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"It'll be fine if it doesn't hurt anymore. Eleven is the bravest!"
"Sister Wanwan, I'm so tired."
"Then you sleep well, sister Wanwan is here to stay with you."
"I want to sleep with sister Wanwan."
"Okay, I'll sleep with you." Qiao Wanwan hugged him and lay down, "Close your eyes and Sister Wanwan will sing to you."
"good."
Zheng's mother looked on, wiping tears from her heartache, and quickly turned and left.
Zhan Jingting sat in a wheelchair and watched them quietly. He waited until Eleven fell asleep before saying, "Wanwan, the child is asleep, let's go back."
"I'm not worried." Qiao Wanwan looked at Eleven's little hand holding her clothes tightly and said, "I'll sleep with him here. You can go back to the room by yourself."
"I'm here with you."
"The bed here is too small, and you're not used to it."
"I'm fine."
Qiao Wanwan was helpless, "How about I carry Eleven to our room to sleep."
Zhan Jingting frowned, "No, if he sticks to you so much, the first time will be the second time. What if he wants to sleep with us every day in the future?"
"Jing Ting, Eleven is your son. It's when he needs his father's love. You can't push him away like this." Qiao Wanwan said sternly, "What's more, he is so fragile now, so we must take good care of him.
This matter is settled, let’s go.”
Zhan Jingting: "..."
Eleven was sleeping deeply. When she was picked up, she woke up slightly. She didn't open her eyes, but she tightly grasped the skirt of Qiao Wanwan's clothes in front of her with both hands and murmured to herself, "Sister Wanwan, stay with me..."
....”
"Sister Wanwan is here, let's go to bed."
The two of them carried the child back to the master bedroom. Zhan Jingting closed the door, looked at Eleven who was placed in the middle of the bed, and frowned, "Is he sleeping in the middle?"
"Otherwise?" Qiao Wanwan asked, "Is it possible that I want him to sleep next to me? What if he rolls off?"
Zhan Jingting didn't argue with her, "It's too late today, go to bed first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow if you need anything."
"good."
After the lights were turned off, the master bedroom fell into silence.
After a long time, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him through the warm yellow sleep lamp.
The man's lips curled up slightly, and he reached out to touch the girl's face.
"Well..." Qiao Wanwan raised her hand and pushed it away while she was sleeping, "Stop making trouble and go to sleep."
"Wanwan, thank you." The man's deep voice sounded slowly, "Thank you for being willing to marry me."
"Um......"
...
The next day.
When she woke up on November 11, she found that she was sleeping in the master bedroom. She was very happy and showed off to everyone, "I slept with sister Wanwan last night."
The corner of Zhan Yin's mouth twitched, "What's so great, I go to school with her every day."
"It's amazing, but you can't sleep with sister Wanwan!" Eleven said with his hands on his hips, "According to seniority, you should call me uncle!"
Zhan Yin almost thought he was hallucinating, "What did you say?"
"You call Sister Wanwan little aunt, I am his younger brother, of course you have to call me little uncle!"
Zhan Yin: "..."
Qiao Wanwan laughed so much that her stomach hurt, "There's nothing wrong with what you said. Zhan Yin, please change your words quickly."
"This kid is crazy. I am your brother, and you actually dare to ask me to call you uncle!"
Zhan Yin was so angry that he wanted to hit him, "Little bastard, who do you call Xiao Yin? I gave you face, right?"
The two people were fighting and making noise, and the huge Wutong Bay suddenly became very lively.
The morning class was more important. Qiao Wanwan didn't want to miss it, so she and Zhan Yin got ready to go out after breakfast.
"Mother Zheng." Qiao Wanwan explained, "I will be back for lunch at noon. It will only be a few hours. You take good care of Shiyi and ask the doctor not to slack off and call me if you need anything."
"Ma'am, don't worry."
Qiao Wanwan thought for a while and then said, "Eleven was sick last night, so she has to tell Wen Xue. She has the right to know. You can call her later. She can also come to see Eleven.
We have no reason to stop it."
"Yes, ma'am."
Qiao Wanwan finished her class and went home on time at noon.
Before entering the house, he met Wen Xue walking out.
Both of them stopped, and Qiao Wanwan took the lead in saying hello, "Have you seen Eleven?"
"Hmm." Wen Xue looked at her, "Can we chat for a while?"
"Of course." Qiao Wanwan said, "Please come this way."