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  Is my son important? so important. Thinking about the elderly in the hospital now performing an operation, without the signature of the immediate family members, the doctor would not dare to operate on the elderly. Relying on the daughter, the daughter's family is inherently weaker and cannot help them fight for their rights.

It is estimated that this is the idea of ​​​​touching his parents. Zhang Li sneered and said: "What should I ask her to do? The doctor said that Taotao has this disease and needs someone to donate bone marrow. If she doesn't come, will you donate to Taotao? ?"

   "Donate bone marrow?" Zhang Wei's mother was taken aback and didn't know the problem was so serious.

"Let her come to the hospital to cooperate with the doctor for the examination, and donate to my son if she should." Zhang Lifang said, "I also told the people from my wife's side that everyone must come and cooperate with the doctor for the examination one by one. Who is suitable? Who must donate. You tell your aunt to let her come to the hospital."

   Zhang Wei's mother's heartbeat is so bad that she is going to have a heart attack when she touches her heart.

   Asking other people to donate bone marrow is far more difficult than asking people to donate money. Think about it, call your daughter to the hospital to appease your son first.

   "Call Zhang Wei to come immediately!" Zhang Li issued a military order to his parents, "Otherwise, I will make her die."

   There was a sound of Zhang Li in the corridor, and each sound seemed to fully understand a hatred for his sister.

   If these two brothers and sisters have a deep hatred.

   "I always wanted a sister." Zhao Zhaowei said, wondering why Zhang Li hated his sister like this. Generally, older brothers prefer to take care of younger sisters.

   "That's because you don't have a younger sister. If you have a younger sister, it might be just as annoying." Zhang Desheng slapped Zhao in the face.

   Just like what Xie said, people's family affairs are not good.

Zhang Wei's mother temporarily found a doctor friend to ask about donating bone marrow, and then called back to her son and said, "We have asked the doctor. If our family members don't donate, we can ask strangers to donate and find a suitable one in the National Spinal Cord Bank. ."

  The first thought of the rich is to spend money to eliminate disasters.

   Is this a question of who to donate to his son's medical treatment? Zhang Li's fire erupted like a volcano. In fact, I knew from his previous words and tone that he wanted to find someone responsible for his son's illness. It was the family who did the harm, and someone must bear the blame. Grandma, father, mother, and aunt couldn't move. He wanted to use his sister to sacrifice his son. The knife cuts the softest persimmon.

   "Mom. Just tell me a word, will Zhang Wei come?"

   "Don't worry. Your dad and I are on the road. We're on the plane. We'll be there soon. Let's talk to you later." Zhang Wei's mother said.

   "My son is going to have a bone piercing!" Zhang Li turned his head after saying this, his eyes were like wild beasts and tigers, staring hard at where to go.

  Passers-by and medical staff who were stared at by him ducked.

  Not far away, Taotao, three and a half years old, was crying on the hospital bed, shouting: Mom and Dad, don't, I hurt.

   Which parent would be heartbroken to hear their child cry like this.

   Zhang Li clenched his fists and slammed them on the white wall of the hospital.

   Several surgical students saw this scene and could not help but glance at the internal medicine students worriedly: Do you do bone piercing?

   Zhang Desheng and Zhao Zhaowei were in cold sweat.

   (end of this chapter)