V102

  "Nie Miss, our hospital is one of the top hospitals in France and has never made such a low-level mistake. This time will be no exception. You do not meet the conditions for donating a kidney to Mr. Bai, and we are deeply sorry. Please accept reality."

  Reality? Reality... what is reality? Watching Bai Yi slowly wait for death is reality?

  "If he can't find a suitable kidney source for a long time, how much more time does he have?" Nie Zhiyan didn't know how he asked this sentence, as if his mind was controlled.

  The doctor fell silent for a moment, and this moment seemed like an eternity to Nie Zhiyan.

  "If it goes well, three months; if not, maybe one month, or perhaps, tomorrow."

  "Tomorrow then..." She smiled sorrowfully. "Doctor, can you promise me one thing? Don't tell Uncle Bai about his real condition."

  Tears fell silently, Nie Zhiyan covered his face, and in a daze, the pain pierced his heart.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, perhaps half an hour, perhaps an hour, or perhaps two hours... She slowly lifted her head, and in the daze, she seemed to see that familiar shadow.

  He stood at the far end of the long corridor, with cold winds blowing his black windbreaker fluttering and rustling. He stood quietly, looking at her, as if he had been standing there for a very, very long time.

  Time and space lost their meaning as I stood there.

  He walked up to her, squatted down beside her, and gently wiped away the tears that still lingered at the corners of her eyes with his rough fingertips.

  She is stunned.

  "Although I've known for a long time that you're prone to crying, but you can cry like this, it still surprises me," he said with a smile: "Yan Yan, I don't even know when you became so fond of crying."

  "I couldn't save him..." She looked at him and muttered, "Why couldn't I save him? Why?"

  He finally sat down beside her, gently pulling her into his arms and softly said: "Yanyan, this isn't your fault, someone will save him, in a world of over 6 billion people, there must be one person who can."

  She wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head deep in his chest, and tears immediately soaked a large piece of his clothes.

  Lu felt a dull ache in her heart, but she was powerless to stop it, for her sorrow and pain were not inflicted by herself.

  "Take a nap, okay?"

  She shook her head, "Xiaobai has not passed the critical period, I couldn't sleep, I want to wait for him..."

  She had not closed her eyes for two days and two nights, she did not dare to sleep, afraid that once she woke up, she would never see him again. In this world, the only blood relative she had, she was afraid of losing him, just like she was afraid of seeing her father fall in a pool of blood and never stand up again.

  No one could understand her fear.

  Just like it's impossible for there to be true empathy in this world.

  Nie Zhiyan was still asleep, unaware that Lu Yiheng had placed a faintly scented sleeping incense on his body.

  He gently picked her up, and Lu Yiheng nodded slightly to Bai Yan who was walking towards him from the opposite side, then walked past him, putting Nie Zhiyan on the soft big bed in the hotel suite, covering her with a quilt. Lu Yiheng walked out of the bedroom.

  No matter what relationship Bai Yi and she had, he only knew that Nie Zhiyan cared about him deeply. He witnessed how devastated and desperate Nie Zhiyan was when her father passed away, and he didn't want to see her like that again. Therefore, Bai Yi couldn't die.