Chapter 522

Halfway through the meal, Jing Qian suddenly looked up and said, "Mommy, can you bring my sister tomorrow? I miss my sister."

Xi Muyan smiled, "OK, let Grandma bring her sister tomorrow."

Xi Muyan has not been in charge of Niannian since Jing Qian's accident. Nanlin Mo is also busy about Jing Qian's affairs. Niannian is sent back to the south house and watched by Nan's father and wife.

When talking on the phone this morning, the little guy cried sadly. He held the phone and kept crying for Mommy.

Listen, my daughter's voice is crying hoarse. It's false to say that she doesn't feel distressed.

But this is a hospital, and children can't stay here all day.

What's more, they are busy taking care of Jing Qian. They can't tell their mind to take care of her.

After eating a small bowl of egg soup, it was very light. Jing Qian joked, "I really want to eat big fish and meat, Mommy."

Xi Muyan wiped his mouth. "When you get better, let your father cook delicious food for you every day and let you eat it every day. Make sure you eat it for a few months and gain 20 kilograms!"

Jing Qian, with a broken eyebrow, flashed cunning in his eyes, "twenty pounds, you're not handsome when you're fat. I still don't eat."

"Little devil!" Xi Muyan smiled and poked him on the forehead.

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In a twinkling of an eye, a week later, Jing Qian's condition was stable and began to use blood exchange therapy.

More than a week after the last blood drawing, Nanlin took another 200 ml despite the opposition of everyone.

Originally, he wanted to smoke 500 ml. when Huo Mingyang learned the news, he pulled out the needle, scolded him and dragged him out.

"You don't want to die!" Huo Mingyang pushed him into the corner and scolded angrily.

Nanlin Mo shook his dizzy head and said, "I'm fine."

"Roll the calf for me. You smoked seven hundred eight days ago and five hundred today. Why don't you just have a good time, dry it / pull it down, and take care of yourself. How ugly your face is? You've been gray these days and haven't had a good rest. You've been guarding Jingqian all night. Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

Nanlin Mo moved his lips and didn't say anything.

These days, he tried his best to eat blood nourishing food, just to draw more blood for Jing Qian.

God knows how sad he is. Watching his son tortured by the poison in his body, as a father, he has no way at all. That feeling makes him sad than stabbing him.

Huo Mingyang scratched his hair. Seeing that he was leaning his face and didn't speak, he pressed his anger in his heart.

He knows he's worried. It's hard for anyone to put it on, but he's dying!

If you break your body, what should a family do?

"All right, go back and have a rest. If you go on like this, your body is really broken. Jing Qian's situation has stabilized a lot. You and Mu Yan relax and rest. Don't always stretch a string."

Nanlin Mo didn't speak, just nodded and turned to go.

"You don't want to draw blood in the next month. No one in the whole hospital will draw blood for you. You'll die!" Huo Mingyang said and asked him not to think about how to get more blood for Jing Qian.

"I see."

He answered weakly, then put one hand into his trouser pocket, pinched his eyebrows and left.

This afternoon is Jing Qian's first blood exchange. Everyone is nervous.

Because no one has used this method, and no one knows the effect.

Everyone waited anxiously until it was dark. After five hours, it was finally changed.

Fortunately, the process is relatively smooth. The rest will wait for two days to see how much poison Jing Qian's blood contains, and then discuss to start collecting hematopoietic stem cells.

Because the toxin mainly acts on hematopoietic stem cells, only changing blood is a palliative rather than a permanent cure.

A few days ago, simuchio and simuche had already taken the children to do the matching, and the results came out tomorrow.

Huo Mingyang is also doing his best to collect hematopoietic stem cells through contacts and multiple channels, even at a high price.

The newly collected hematopoietic stem cells can not be directly used by Jing Qian. They should be tested one by one, which is related to the child's life, and should not be careless at all.

Five days later, after being ill, Jing Qian finally had the opportunity to step out of the depressed ward and breathe fresh air outside.

In May, Jiangcheng began to heat up, and some people began to wear short sleeves.

Jing Qian's resistance is very poor. Xi Muyan was afraid that he would catch a cold. He put on long clothes and trousers and covered his legs with a blanket.

It was not easy to go out. Jing Qian didn't show how happy he was. A white abnormal little face had a faint expression and no trace of joy.

Nanlin Mo knows why he is unhappy.

Up to now, he still can't stand up. He can't even pick up things that are a little heavier.

Nanlin Mo bent down and asked him, "do you want to go out and have a look?"

Jing Qian's big smart eyes looked at him, nodded and said a word, "think."

The man smiled and rubbed his big hand on his head. "Today Jingyu, Li Mo and they have no classes. They will come to play with you. Be happy. Dad will bring the game console later."

"OK." Still a faint word.

Nanlin Mo and Xi Muyan looked at each other and saw helplessness from each other's eyes.

When Jing Qian just woke up, he smiled at them carelessly every day, but since the change of blood, the child seemed to know something and began to be silent.

Generally, they don't take the initiative to ask him. He won't say a word a day.

Especially when he wanted convenience, he tried to hold it and would not take the initiative to bring it up, so far. Both of them pinched the time and sent Jing Qian to the bathroom.

Xi Muyan was so worried that he even went to Huo Mingyang yesterday and asked whether to find a psychologist for Jing Qian.

Huo Mingyang said no, this is a necessary emotional transition period. He always has to adapt to the current situation.

He saw the sun for the first time since the accident.

The strong light made him very uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes and opened them completely after a while.

Not daring to push Jing Qian too far, he had to walk casually in the back garden of the inpatient department.

There are many children here. Jing Qian looked all the way and the pity in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Because there are many children who are not healthy.

Jing Qian has been well protected since childhood. Although he is not spoiled, he has never seen so many unfortunate people, which undoubtedly has a great impact on his current low mood.

"Honey, would you like to sit on the bench?" Nanlin Mo squatted and looked at the child head to head.

Jing Qian is still a word, "to."

Nanlinmo lifted the blanket on his leg and handed it to Xi Muyan. He was about to pick him up, but Jing Qian grabbed his hand and raised his eyes suspiciously.

Jing Qian's small mouth closed tightly into a line, looked at nanlinmo, and suddenly said in a very low voice, "Daddy, I want to go by myself."

Nanlinmo's eyes were sour and astringent, but he forced himself to show a smile. His voice was very soft and said, "OK!"