The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 178 Beginning (two more)

  Zhao Xiaohui closed the door of the ward, walked in front of Zhu Xiangxiang, and knelt down with a "pop".

   Zhu Xiangxiang looked at her coldly: "What are you doing? A bitter trick?"

Zhao Xiaohui shook his head: "Your brother got leukemia when he was eight years old. For the past four years, I borrowed money from various places to treat him, so that relatives ran away when they saw me. The doctor said, we have to wait for the bone marrow bank to be suitable. Donor, donate bone marrow to Yang Yang. Yang Yang’s disease has a high chance of being cured, but I waited and waited. After four years, I couldn’t get Yang Yang’s turn. Yang Yang’s disease couldn’t wait any longer, and then you appeared. Now, you are Yangyang’s relatives, and only you have succeeded in matching the type. This is the last time your mother begs you. As long as you promise to donate bone marrow to Yangyang, your mother promises that you will never show up again and will not disturb your life."

  Zhao Xiaohui looked at Zhu Xiangxiang eagerly, tears flickering in his eyes, and the words were very moving.

   "I know that in your heart, only rich wives like Mrs. Zhu are qualified to be your mother. I know myself, so I can only pay back my gratitude."

   "So, for your son, you drugged me and deceived me? I'm also your biological daughter. That's how you treated me?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang smiled bitterly: "It turns out that you found me for a purpose, just to find a mobile bone marrow bank for your son. You die, I will never promise you."

Zhu Xiangxiang got up and was about to leave, and her body shook suddenly. Zhao Xiaohui hurriedly supported her: "Xiangxiang, can you please be my mother, please? Your brother can't wait any longer. He is a good boy and has been thinking about your sister. , Even for your brother, can you sacrifice this time, donating bone marrow will not have any effect on your body, it will soon pass."

  "Feelings are not donated by you. Standing and talking will not hurt your back. From today on, we will be cut off, and you will not be looking for me in the future. As for asking me to donate bone marrow for your son, don't even think about it."

   Zhu Xiangxiang feels disgusting as soon as he thinks of it. From the very beginning, he tried to use her mind. How could she be so miserable.

"Xiangxiang, can't Mom please? Don't leave, your brother really can't wait anymore. Are you going to watch him waiting to die?" Zhao Xiaohui knelt in front of her, kneeling for his daughter , It takes a lot of courage, but now she can't care about anything.

   "It wasn't me who made him get sick. It has nothing to do with me." Zhu Xiangxiang had no feelings for this younger brother, so he asked him to donate his bone marrow? Want to be beautiful.

With the three words donating bone marrow, Zhu Xiangxiang was scared into a cold sweat just thinking about it. Although common sense tells her that it will not have a big impact on the body, but for a half-brother who is still Deng Kun’s son, she mentally The above is still unacceptable.

"When you get up, I can't afford to kneel on me, and everything else is easy to say. I can pay for your son's surgery, but it is impossible to donate bone marrow. You will not come to me again in the future." Zhu Xiangxiang said. Stumbled out.

  Zhao Xiaohui's eyes were cold, and she walked over and grabbed Zhu Xiangxiang's wrist.

   Zhu Xiangxiang turned her head and glanced at her, was shocked by the cold in her eyes, and screamed: "What are you going to do? Do you know if you are doing this?"

"I only know that Yang Yang is dying, and you are the only one who can save him. Even if you hate me, I will recognize it." Zhao Xiaohui couldn't help pressing Zhu Xiangxiang on the hospital bed, and took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket to cover it. Zhu Xiangxiang's mouth.

Zhu Xiangxiang flopped around with one hand. In a panic, he grabbed the fire extinguisher from the corner and swung it on Zhao Xiaohui’s head. The blood from Zhao Xiaohui’s head dripped on Zhu Xiangxiang’s face. She stared at Zhu Xiangxiang, almost every word. Popped out from between the teeth: "Mum, please, please, okay?"

   So earnest, and so desperate.

  While Zhu Xiangxiang only felt scared, Zhao Xiaohui's determination and ruthlessness in her eyes shocked her. In the struggle, she pushed Zhao Xiaohui away and ran away in a panic.

  "Xiangxiang." Zhao Xiaohui shouted hoarse, the fragmentation and despair in her voice made people feel very depressed and uncomfortable.

  Zhu Xiangxiang paused. For a moment, she wanted to turn her head back, but in the end fear and selfishness defeated the trivial movement.

  It was Zhao Xiaohui who cheated first, she was right!

  Zhu Xiangxiang stumbled away holding the wall of the hospital corridor.

Zhao Xiaohui sat on the ground desperately. The nurse walked in and saw her head full of blood. She was shocked. He quickly walked over to help her. The nurse listened a little outside the door and asked in confusion: "She is not positive. Is Yang's relatives? Donating bone marrow will not have any negative effects on the body. Why does she disagree? I thought she volunteered?"

  Although the relationship between mother and daughter does not seem to be very good, why not save a life without harming your own body.

  The nurse sighed: "Let me help you bandage the wound on your head first."

  Zhao Xiaohui suddenly grabbed the nurse's hand, and eagerly asked: "Can Yang Yang wait any longer?"

  The nurse understood her feelings and softly persuaded, “There are still many patients waiting in the department of hematology. It is not easy to find a suitable match. Would you like to persuade your daughter?”

  Zhao Xiaohui rushed out like crazy, but Zhu Xiangxiang was there.

  Zhao Xiaohui walked down the street desperately, her husband was facing a lawsuit, his son was waiting to die, and his daughter ran away.

  Her life, what is there to look forward to.

  A call from the hospital, she heard Yang Yang crying and calling her mother, "Mom, I want to eat your sweet and sour pork ribs."

  Zhao Xiaohui wiped her tears: "Okay, mom will do it for you now. Obediently listen to the nurse aunt."

   "Mom, don't cry, it doesn't matter if my illness is not cured, but I can't see my sister." The little boy's lost voice came from the phone.

   quickly said in a happy voice: "But I am very happy to be a mother's son."

  Zhao Xiaohui covered her mouth and sobbed in the street late at night.

  I don’t know when, it started to rain heavily, and pedestrians on the road panicked to avoid the rain, but she was the only one who walked in the heavy rain desperately.

  ——

  Lin Qing looked up and saw Zhu Xiangxiang running in under the rain, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Didn't you live in Deng's house tonight?"

  I wish Xiangxiang aggrievedly pounced into Lin Qing’s arms, and said coquettishly: "Mom, you are the best to me."

  Lin Qing said: "It's all getting wet. Go back to the room and take a hot bath. Haven't eaten yet, Zhou Ma, make Xiangxiang a little night."

  Lin Qing pulled Zhu Xiangxiang upstairs, frowned and asked, "What happened? Zhao Xiaohui bullied you?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang wanted to speak again, and subconsciously chose to escape, "No...it’s okay, I just miss mom."

  "Then you called and asked the driver to pick you up, why did you run back by yourself in the rain? What if you catch a cold?"

  Looking at Lin Qing's concerned eyes, Zhu Xiangxiang's heart was warm, and the fears in his heart gradually disappeared.

  I wish Xiangxiang had a hot bath, and Lin Qing had eaten Xiaoye with her. At this time, Zhou's mother came over and said, "Madam, the security department called just now, and a person named Zhao Xiaohui is looking for Miss Xiangxiang."

   Zhu Xiangxiang immediately said: "I'm not seeing, let her go."

Lin Qing glanced at her, and shook Zhu Xiangxiang’s hand and asked, "Xiangxiang, what happened? Tell your mother that if you are wronged, your mother will ask you for justice, even your own mother can’t. bully you."

   Zhu Xiangxiang sighed, "Forget it, it's all over, even if she is sorry for me, I will do everything I can to do my best, and I won't see you again in the future."

   Zhou’s mother frowned, “I heard from the security guard that Zhao Xiaohui said it was a matter of life and death. If she didn’t see Miss Xiang Xiang, she would be killed at the gate of the community, as if the matter was serious.”

  Lin Qing was furious: "What does this woman want to do?"

  Zhu Xiangxiang comforted Lin Qingyitong, stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

"I go with you."

   "No, Mom, you can rest at home, I will solve it."

  Lin Qing nodded: “It’s fine if you can use the money to pass it, and don’t get involved with this woman in the future.”

  Lin Qing thought that this woman was here to ask for money, otherwise Xiang Xiang would still deny her mother, and she felt uncomfortable with the things she said on the phone in the afternoon.

  Not to mention having such a terrible husband, Lin Qing now feels sick to think of it.

  Zhu Xiangxiang walked out with an umbrella. The driver drove her to the gate of the community. As soon as she left with her front foot, Zhou's mother found Xiaoying and told her to follow her secretly.

  After Zhu Xiangxiang came back, he went upstairs humming a song. Xiaoying found Zhou’s mother and whispered a few words secretly in her ear.

   Zhou’s mother asked incredulously: "What you said is true?"

  Xiaoying nodded: "I heard it with my own ears. This Zhu Xiangxiang didn't expect to be so hard-hearted. Her mother knelt down and begged her. She was indifferent, and she was not greedy for the prosperity and wealth of her family."

   Zhou’s mother also has mixed feelings in her heart: "It's also a life anyway."

  "Would you like to tell your wife?" Xiaoying asked.

  While Zhou’s mother was hesitating, she looked up and saw Ming Jing, with a water glass in her hand, standing quietly at the kitchen door, not knowing how much she heard.

  "Miss." Zhou Ma and Xiaoying shouted respectfully.

  Mingjing walked in, poured a cup of warm water, took a sip and asked, "Xiaoying, is what you said just now is true?"

Xiaoying spit out her tongue. She didn't expect her so small voice to be heard by the lady, "Of course it is true. I heard it personally at the gate of the community just now. Zhao Xiaohui knelt down and begged her, but that was her own brother. , I didn't expect that Zhu Xiangxiang had no compassion at all. She just donated bone marrow, not liver and kidney. Is she ignorant or hard-hearted?" Xiaoying curled her lips.

  Ming Jing thought for a while and said, "Xiaoying, come with me."

  Xiaoying glanced at Zhou's mother, Zhou's mother nodded, and Xiaoying immediately followed her.

  ——

   Xiaoying walked out of the mirrored room with red eyes, Zhou Ma immediately pulled her aside, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want, Miss?"

  Xiaoying spread out his palm, it was a bank card.

   "Miss asked me to visit Zhao Xiaohui's son in the hospital, and asked me to pay the hospitalization fee for her."

   "Zhu Xiangxiang doesn't care about her own mother. Miss is so caring. Our lady is too kind. Miss Zhu Xiangxiang can't even match a single strand of hair."

   Zhou's mother sighed: "I said earlier that the lady is so merciful, and she will be blessed."

  "Miss said, the child is innocent, what can save a life...?" Xiaoying scratched her head in confusion.

   Zhou's mother glared at her: "Forget it if you are so stupid, it is better to save a life than to build a seventh-level float."

   "Yes, that's what the young lady said." Xiaoying was full of admiration. "Our young lady is the most beautiful and kind-hearted person in the world. No one can compare her."

   "Don't be poor, do as the lady tells you to do it."

  Xiaoying asked: "Mother Zhou, do you want to tell your wife about this?"

   Zhou’s mother thought for a while and shook her head: “Madam doesn’t have a good impression of the family. She said that there might be side effects. There is nothing wrong in front of the person’s name. More is worse than less.”

  Xiaoying hurried out in the rain.

   Zhou’s mother looked at the direction of the second floor and walked into Granny Zhu’s room.

  After a while, Grandma Zhu shook her head: "This child is useless."

"I can understand what Lin Qing thinks. Without her husband, she can only pin her love on her children. This kind of dependent feeling will eventually harm others and herself. The mirror is so good that she can't see it from beginning to end. It's just a shallow eyelid, nothing more, let her toss about it, Ming Jing, the kid who can handle it clearly, will give her the bottom."

Zhou Ma said: "Madam is a fan of the authorities."

  Grandma Zhu coldly snorted: "She is not at all obsessed, she and Zhu Xiangxiang are stinky, each takes what he needs, wait and see."

  ——

  Mingjing sits in front of the Buddha statue, sandalwood is faint, and in the quiet room, there is only the slight rubbing sound of rosary beads across the skin.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the rain is swift, the wind is roaring, and there is lightning and thunder.

  I don’t know how long it took, the ringing of the phone broke the silence in the room.

  Mingjing opened his eyes.

  "The child may not be able to wait long. There are many patients waiting in line for donation in the bone marrow bank. If you want to grab time, you can only leave the black market, but the cost is relatively high."

   "Human life is more than everything, let me go from my account."

  There was a pause on the other side of the phone, “Ding Spiegel, he is Zhu Xiangxiang’s younger brother, what are you doing about this kind of meddling, thank you.”

  "His name is Deng Yang, twelve years old, he is himself before someone else’s brother."

  "The Buddha has compassion on all beings, and hopes that the world will be happy and free from suffering."

"I really admire you."

  Zheng Qing was about to hang up, and the girl whispered softly from the phone: "A Qing, thank you."

  Zheng Qing rolled her eyes: "Just follow the eldest lady, and you will do good deeds. I also want to thank you. I hope to have a good baby in my next life. Don't come to such a **** life."

  The call fell and hung up.

   Ming Jing stared into the eyes of the Buddha statue and muttered: "Can the Bodhisattva forgive the disciples?"

  She looked at her open palm, tender and slender, weak and boneless.

  This road can no longer be turned back.

  ——

   "Ah..." Zhu Xiangxiang screamed and woke up from the nightmare.

  The thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the horror of the pupils for a moment.

  She dreamed that Deng Yang was dead, and turned into a ghost who haunted her day and night, crying and asking why she couldn't help her.

  Deng Yang in her dream has no face, she is scared into a cold sweat when she thinks about it now.

  I wish Xiangxiang shivered under the covers with his head in his arms, no, she was right, she was right!

   In a daze, she dreamed that someone pierced her body. She screamed and pushed the person away, "Go away, don't touch me..."

  Open your eyes, it's the family doctor.

  Zhu Xiangxiang realized that she was not in the hospital or the nurse who pumped her bone marrow. He sighed with relief, and was soaked with cold sweat.

Lin Qing angrily said: "You child, I don't know if I have a fever. It must have been caught in the rain last night and the temperature reached 39 degrees. If I find out a little later, your brain is burned out. The doctor just beat you. Fever-reducing needle, I asked your class teacher off, so please take a good rest at home these few days."

  I wish Xiangxiang a cry in her voice, "Mom, I...I am so uncomfortable."

  Lin Qing gently patted the quilt, and said softly: "You are uncomfortable, and mom is not feeling well. What exactly Zhao Xiaohui does to you, depends on the good people, so don't talk to her anymore."

  Hey, Zhu Xiangxiang took the medicine, and Lin Qing sent the doctor away.

  ——

  An autumn rain and a cold.

  After a night of heavy rain, the blue sky is like washing, and the air is fresh with vegetation and rain.

  Ming Jing stepped on fallen leaves and walked into the school gate. Zhao Zhen didn't know where it came from, and patted Ming Jing on the shoulder: "What a coincidence."

Suddenly, Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes.

  The strands of sandalwood drifted into the tip of the nose, which was a bit stronger than the smell before.

  She took a deep look at the girl walking next to her, the bright morning sun drenched the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, drawing a gentle and beautiful outline.

  The girl’s eyebrows stretched out, her lips were slightly hooked, she had the clearest eyes and the deepest gaze.

  Like a deep fog, unpredictable.

  The smile on Zhao Zhen's face disappeared little by little.

  If she was only suspicious before, now she is sure.

  This is the taste of Sai Yu.

  (End of this chapter)