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Just like that, Si Qiong was sent to the hospital. The lights in the VIP ward lit up the room until it became blurry, giving Si Qiong an illusion.

Once upon a time, he was also a lofty and unmoving mountain, and never worried that these things would disturb his life. Now that he was ill, he actually had a feeling of carrying the past behind him.

Si Han's mother's appearance had always appeared in his mind. He missed that lady's warmth and affection, missed that woman's weakness and deep love. He had done too many wrong things, and now there was no point in trying to make up for it.

He swore silently in his heart that if he could get out this time, he would properly cherish his life and love his family.

However, everything was not as simple as he had imagined. The more one wanted to be a new man, the more numerous things would appear to stop him.

Si Kong Quan didn't know what disease he had, but when he saw Xiao Tong come back, his expression was very strange.

"Dad, you should take a good rest here. I'll go out and ask the doctor again."

The doctor looked at the report in his hand as he pondered the question in his mind. This Si Clan was also famous. How could they be so ill today, and only have a daughter-in-law accompanying them?

"Doctor, is it now certain that my father is ill?"

Xiao Tong looked worried. Who would have thought that chronic leukemia would fall into the hands of the state? The state that was always arrogant had also turned into such a miserable state.

"Then what should I do now?"

Seeing the doctor's serious expression, Xiao Tong realized this wasn't a joke.

The doctor gradually relaxed his brows. After all, the Si family was a famous family with plenty of money, so he could carry out his plan.

"Mr. Si's disease is chronic leukemia. Since it has been confirmed, we will spend a fixed amount of money to maintain it. There are also drugs and medical equipment."

The doctor did not even blink when he said this, because he knew that the Si family did not lack this money. Xiao Tong nodded. If she could cure her with just these, then it couldn't be any better.

"But if we want to get rid of the root completely, we need to get rid of his dead cells. Simply put, it's the bone marrow transplant we did."

Xiao Tong's hand was suddenly suspended in the air. She didn't know what to do, but she felt that something was wrong.

Although bone marrow transplants were not dangerous, the direct relatives of the government, namely the grandpa and grandma, had long since reached an advanced age where there was no way to transplant them.

On the other side, his own child, glutinous rice, was still so young. As a mother, of course, he felt sorry for her.

Besides, in terms of emotions and logic, glutinous rice had never accepted this man's special treatment since she was young. He didn't want her child to be such a good person, and even if she agreed, Si Han wouldn't agree.

At this point, only Si Han was able to perfectly match up. Xiao Tong laughed out loud. If this stubborn man was really able to reach a matching model, he wouldn't have extended his hand to save him.

Take my peach and give it back to Qiong Yao. Normally, this man would be so harsh on him, but how could Si Han give up his own bone marrow?

Grandpa Si and his grandma usually didn't understand this child, and now, they didn't know what to do.

This child was, after all, born of his own flesh and blood. As mothers and fathers, they had the strongest and most primitive kind of kinship to sustain them.

Thus, when the two of them heard the news, they hurriedly felt the hospital ward. They rolled up their sleeves and checked their blood, doing some basic examinations.

It seemed that God wanted to teach them a lesson. Even now, they didn't have a suitable match. Even if Grandpa Si and his grandma wanted to complete the match, there was nothing they could do.

Xiao Tong twitched as she took out Si Han's medical report. As long as one was a direct relative, he or she could complete the transplant.

The doctor pondered for a moment before comparing the data that was similar to Si Qiong's, and exclaimed in surprise.

"This is great. Mr. Si is saved. This match is basically the same. Mr. Si can finally get rid of the roots."

In this place, the only thing he could do was to get close to some powerful families. That way, he would have a better future and be able to cure the old man of his illness, which was a very impressive thing.

However, once these words were said, it caused the faces of the surrounding people to be filled with worry. Who would have thought that Si Han's style was the most suitable.

Grandpa Si and grandma Si were the most worried. As a matter of fact, since Si Han was born into adulthood, his authority as a nation didn't play a major role. On the contrary, he always maintained a humiliating attitude, causing Si Han's growth to be greatly suppressed.

Si Han's personality definitely wouldn't allow others to take control of his own thoughts. Besides, due to reason and emotion, there was no way to say that due to Si Han's life, he had hastily called out his own bone marrow.

Old Master Si sighed, thought for a while, then walked into the ward. Looking at the soundly sleeping Si Guoguo, who was still his own child after all, he still did not know what illness he was suffering from.

"How are you feeling?"

Old Man Si sighed, looking at Si Jiaquan as he rubbed his eyes and woke up.

"Cough, cough, cough." From the looks of it, it should be a very important illness, a very serious illness.

"Don't worry, there's still a way. If you can convince Han'er to donate your bone marrow to you, then your disease can still be cured."

Old Master Si had spoken with a resentful attitude. He wasn't taking pleasure in Si Han's misfortune; he was his own son. However, he truly hadn't done enough towards Si Han.

"You mean? You want to donate your bone marrow? "

Si Jiayi was overwhelmed with shock and couldn't believe what had just happened. How could he have such an illness? And at this critical moment, he began to cough violently. He began to feel the intense power coming from his lungs.

"Han'er, can I ask for your help?"

He took the phone from the old man's hand and used a pleading tone.

On the other end of the phone, Si Han had long since heard the whole story.

For a moment he had the urge to help him, but he could always think of his mother's tearful eyes.

He would never save her, never!