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Is Situ Yan sick?

Mu Zi's eyes widened in surprise.

If it was just an ordinary illness, it would never be called an old gentleman over seventy years old, who traveled thousands of miles from Jingling to Qingjiang.

Chen Cailing on the side choked up and said: "It's leukemia, and the doctor asked us to prepare for bone marrow transplant treatment, but ...... The bone marrow bank has not found a suitable match, Miss Mu, I know that it is unfair to you, and we are not qualified to ask you like this, but ...... But I beg you, please save him! ”

Mu Zi was stunned, and then turned her head to look at Murong Cheng and Bai Wei.

Murong Cheng's expression was indifferent, and Bai Wei couldn't bear it.

Situ Yan was just over forty. For ordinary people, forty years old is a retirement in middle age, but for a cabinet official and a new president, it is undoubtedly unprecedented youth!

He had just reached the age of showing his ambitions, and he suffered this fate, which can not be described as cruel.

Mr. Situ pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what decision you make, we will respect it, and there will never be the slightest reluctance. ”

"Dad!" Chen Cailing's voice was slightly high.

Mr. Situ motioned to her that there was no need to say more.

Chen Cailing stared at Mu Zi nervously, her ten fingers were tightly twisted together, and she was afraid that Mu Zi would say the word "no".

Bai Wei, who was on the side, couldn't bear it, and said to Mu Zi: "I asked, they will arrange the best hospital to do the operation to minimize the risk...... Anyway, that's your own father......"

Mu Zi's expression had already recovered from the initial surprise and calmed, and asked, "When will you go?" ”

When the words fell, the nerves of everyone in the room were relaxed.

Even the majestic Mr. Situ of Mount Tai has a lot of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"Miss Mu! Thank you! Thank you! Chen Cailing shed tears of excitement and said happily, "You can rest assured, donating bone marrow will not cause any sequelae to the body, we will invite the best nutritionist and nurse for you, and our whole family will always thank you!" ”

The old gentleman was also excited, but he was much more calm and restrained than Chen Cailing, "If you can, you will leave tomorrow, have a physical examination the next day, and then wait for the doctor to arrange a time for a bone marrow transplant." ”

Mu Zi had no objection and nodded in agreement.

This result was very happy, Mr. Situ and Chen Cailing said goodbye to them, and agreed to pick up Mu Zi tomorrow morning.

The bodyguards outside the home also evacuated.

Afterwards, Mu Zi asked Murong Cheng and learned that those bodyguards turned out to be plainclothes guards. Mr. Situ Lao is the chief of staff of the Huaya Army, a five-star general with military rank, and a theater commander.

Mu Zi sighed in her heart: It is worthy of being a famous military and political family, compared with the Situ family, the Mu family is probably just a rich family with a little spare money, right?

At night, Mu Zi packed her luggage to Jingling in her room.

The climate over there is colder than Qingjiang, so I mainly bring some cold-proof clothes, and then bits and pieces such as mobile phone charging cables.

Mu Zi rummaged through the suitcase to check if there was anything missing, and when she got up, she glanced at Murong Cheng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at her with deep eyes.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zi asked him, "Worried that my life story will be revealed by reporters again?" Don't worry, didn't they say it, this bone marrow donation is highly confidential throughout the whole process, even if the matter comes out, the outside world will only think that Situ Yan is lucky, and it happens that there is a suitable match in the bone marrow bank. ”

Murong Cheng pulled her between his legs, held Mu Zi's hand, and asked, "Packed your luggage?" ”

"Almost...... Mu Zi wasn't sure, "I might have to check again." ”

"It's okay if you forget to bring other things, just don't lose this one." Murong Cheng said in a low voice, rubbing the ring on her hand unhurriedly.

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