Chapter 14: "I gave your dad a bone marrow transplant."

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"Song Song, how to do this question, teach me."

"Song~ I can't ah this question either."

In the two study sessions this morning, Song Qie was brushing up on her problems, listening to Shen Tingsi and Xie Jingchu ask a question about this and that, and while she was annoyed, she noticed that Lu Beihuai beside her didn't look quite right in his eyes.

After finishing the questions with the two of them, he took the initiative to approach Lu Beihuai and asked in a low voice, "Beihuai, is there anything you don't know?"

Lu Beihuai was already annoyed that these two people kept turning their heads, affecting his work, and seeing that Song Qie didn't look impatient at all, his mood was even more irritated.

Until Song Qie comes closer.

He looked at the well-behaved, pretty face close at hand, his inquiring gaze penetrating as if he wished he could ask questions, and without moving, he moved his gaze away and lowered his eyes, a little ink penetrating where the tip of his pen had paused.

"No young master, it's better not to waste your time, you don't even read much."

Shen Tingsi and Xie Jingchu: "......"

"Then if you need to ask me again, I can help you." Song Qie saw that Lu Beihuai's mood was not so good again, out of concern, she still came closer and whispered, "Don't be embarrassed, big deal, I'll teach you at home."

Falling on the ears of the whisper seems to be a soft feather, swept over the heart, caused a few points of tingling, so that the former accumulated in the heart of the hatred, inexplicably contradictory conflict.

Lu Beihuai's grip on the pen tightened suddenly.

"Ouch, it's heavy, can anyone help me!"

When Song Qie saw the female student holding a book at the door, she immediately stood up, and when she saw Lu Beihuai trying to get up, she said, 'Don't move your hand, you're hurt,' and quickly walked over to help her pick up the book that had almost fallen to the ground.

"Thank you, Mr. Song," the female student said, a little surprised that Song Qie would come over to give her a hand.

Song Qie helped put the books on the locker next to her, and smiled when she heard her female classmate say this, "You're welcome, we're all classmates, it's normal to help each other out."

The female student was a bit embarrassed by Song Qie's smile and thought about the content she had recently knocked on her head.

Song Qie: "?"

The female classmate sat back in her seat without saying anything else, and the girl next to her got together and wondered what they were talking about, and the two of them started to cover their mouths and snicker again.

Song Qie didn't know what to expect, and she also unintentionally crashed into a dark eye.

It's Lu Beihuai.

He suddenly got a chill down his back, why, what's this for! Why are you staring at him like that, isn't he just being helpful!

After sitting back down, I felt a poke on one arm and saw that it was Shen Tingsi.

"Song Qie, why do you love to smile so much lately." Shen Tingsi sat sideways, placing her long legs on the aisle, leaning her body forward to get closer to Song Qie, her gaze falling on Song Qie's face, "You were very unlikely to smile before."

Song Qie was trembling with emotion. Oh no, he didn't find out anything, he didn't smile a lot. He subconsciously glanced at Lu Beihuai, but realized that Lu Beihuai was also looking at him.

"......"

He coughed softly nervously, "So, is that good or bad?"

What epileptic male or female idly counts how many times he or she laughs every day.

"Of course." Xie Jingchu, who was sitting in the front row, also turned around, turned sideways and propped his arm on Song Qie's desktop, slightly closer, stared at him and hooked his lips and smiled, "You're especially cute when you smile, and that guy Zhou Ming took the day off today so that's one less day of watching, a loss."

"Is it about falling in love?" Shen Tingsi asked.

Song Qie : "...... Haven't you ever heard that it's 10 years too young to laugh?"

Xie Jingchu and Shen Tingsi looked at each other and couldn't hold back their laughter, each saying 'don't be so cute'.

Song Qie felt a needle-like gaze from the side, and cautiously looked sideways to find Lu Beihuai staring at him, his eyes as grudging as those of a big yellow dog left behind in the village.

With a chill on his back, he poked Lu Beihuai with a quiet finger and quickly padded over to say, "You're cute too."

Lu Beihuai was caught off guard by this: "......"

Song Qie said and then nodded to Shen Tingsi: "You're cute." After saying that, she looked at Xie Jingchu: "You're also cute when you speak a little quieter."

One bowl of water is equal, so that's always right.

The scene was watched by the girls in the back who covered their mouths and snickered again, and the aunt laughed so hard that the corners of her mouth lifted to her temples, trying to hold back but unable to do so, and could only pinch each other.

Everyone was laughing, except for one person whose mind was heavy and whose handwriting fell on the sketch paper in a somewhat disorganized manner.

Laughing? There's nothing to laugh about.

Smile like that to anyone.

......

After her afternoon calculus class, Song Qie was called to the teacher's office by Teacher Zhang, and it wasn't until she came out that she realized Lu Beihuai was standing in the corner, his back to the office, talking on the phone.

The tall back looked a little lonely and downcast, and his aura was low.

"Good, I will pay the fee as soon as possible." Lu Beihuai hung up the phone and turned around to see Song Qie staring blearily at himself, his complexion was stunned, and the gloom in the bottom of his eyes faded away in an instant.

"Aren't you happy?"

Song Qie noticed that Lu Beihuai's mood is not quite right, the mood of the past few days are very bad, just now he can hear what the expenses as soon as possible to pay, can not be a hospitalized father?

"I have to take the afternoon off to go to the hospital." Lu Beihuai's voice was light, no emotion could be heard, "To see my father."

"I'll accompany you." Song Qie reached out and took Lu Beihuai's arm.

He thought to himself, finally willing to talk about this matter, he was worried that if he too much prying into private secrets will make people uncomfortable, now the most important thing, in fact, is to let "Song Qie" to recognize their own father, so that Lu Beihuai recognize their ancestors.

That way Lu Beihuai won't be aggravated any more than he already is.

Even if he tries to make up for the bullying that Song Qie did to Lu Beihuai, it will be a lifelong shadow for Lu Beihuai. Bullying is a terrible thing, and it is not a trauma that can be healed just by making up for it.

Lu Beihuai met Song Qie's serious and worried gaze, and was silent for a moment before speaking, "Why have you been so nice to me lately?"

"Because I treated you badly before, I want to make it up to you." Song Qie answered truthfully.

Lu Beihuai's eyes rippled underneath, "Because of that?"

Song Qie froze for a moment, or else: "Then ...... then I want to care more about you too, can't I?"

"Thank you." Lu Beihuai nods.

Song Qie ："...... "好不走心的一句谢谢。

So, in order to accompany Lu Beihuai to the hospital in the afternoon, for which purpose he took the excuse of going to the toilet, he called Song's father while sitting on the toilet, briefly explaining his purpose and renewing his request that he would like to help Lu Beihuai's father to pay the bill.

"Dad, I promise you I'll get into at least one of the Ivy League colleges, can you help Lu Beihuai's dad."

He knew that if this request was to happen in the drama after the identification, ' Song Qie ''s biological father ninety percent likely to face jail time, replaced the rich family's child this is how criminal, and not to mention how it was done.

It does just do it now anyway.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before he spoke, "Son, I respect your grandiose aspirations, but what are you going to convince me of?"

Song Qie brainstormed, thinking that he had heard so many outrageous mansion novel plots from his sister, there could always be an idea to take, and he came up with one.

It's definitely a big gamble.

"Dad, if you help Lu Beihuai and I still don't get into the Ivy League, then you'll set me up with a union."

The caller was silent again, and after a moment, "Son, why are you suddenly so attached to Beihuai? A conscience?"

Song Qie : "......" is too real: "Dad, leave it alone for a while and just bet on not betting."

"So do you know what kind of disease Beihuai his father has and how much it costs to treat."

Song Qie listened to Song father's tone, frowned, where he knows, do not dare to ask Lu Beihuai, this person is God out of sight once school is over, basically very late to go back.

"Beihuai's father has leukemia and has been in the ICU for a month due to complications of intracranial hemorrhage and heart failure, costing nearly 20,000 per day, not including the cost of finding a suitable bone marrow transplant, chemotherapy, radiation, blood transfusions, or any other immune therapy. Son, I know you've gone soft on Beihuai, but this money could cost millions."

Song Qie had a great mood, what ......

Leukemia?

Done.

"Beihuai borrowed two hundred thousand dollars from me, but I think he should have used almost all of this money. His father had a very rapid onset of leukemia, and he was very old, which led to a lot of complications, not that we can't afford to pay for this, but it's about how we're going to deal with this properly."

"This money is Beihuai with me to guarantee, said after will also take good care of you as an agreement, I only agreed to lend him, also do not charge him half a cent of interest, in the future he has the ability to pay back can also. Under these circumstances he only borrowed two hundred thousand dollars to show that he knows where his ability lies, in the future at most can repay so much money, if we help him like this, people are willing to accept it?"

"You should know, he's very demanding, even if we open this up he may not want it, not everyone is willing to accept donations."

Song Qie heard his head buzzing, Lu Beihuai surprisingly has borrowed two hundred thousand?

So what exactly is he doing on his part-time evening job ......

What in the world does a recent high school adult have to do to raise such high medical bills.

After the phone hung up, he stayed in the restroom thinking for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more sour his mood became.

In this drama, the most bitter is Lu Beihuai, obviously the real identity is a rich family young master, but was deliberately switched identity, by the false young master from childhood bullying, and finally had to go through the originator of a huge debt to cure, and finally learned that this is not their father, they are switched children.

All of this clearly could have been endured without it.

What to do.

......

The corridors of the ICU, the lonely backs of those stuck in front of the glass windows.

Through the glass, on the hospital bed, inserted with a variety of instruments of the middle-aged man with gray hair, tightly closed eyes, pale, beside the bed is the nurse walking back and forth to check the figure.

The tall teenager gazed at his father in the hospital room in silence, a low air pressure emanating from his body, his faintly noticeable muscles tightening, the arm wrapped in gauze finally failing to hold back and clenching the leg of his pants.

The whitening of the bone joints with extreme force was already the emotion that was being held back to the extreme.

Just then a pale hand grasped the shivering, taut arm.

"I gave your dad a bone marrow transplant."

Lu Beihuai His eyes stared slightly, and his line of sight traveled upwards, meeting with this warm and jade-like gaze.

Song Qie looked up at him with a slight spread of her eyebrows and a shallow arched brow, "Don't worry."