I've Been There Before

The following day.

In the hospital.

"Mr. James, your son doesn’t need to change his kidney." The doctor explained to Jafar.

"In Mr. Payne's case, he needs someone to match his bone marrow. He doesn’t need a kidney transplant."

Jafar listened and waved his hand.

"Then find someone who can match my son’s bone marrow."

There was an unmistakable trace of impatience in the doctor's eye.

"Mr. James, you haven’t known what I mean. There were millions of people in our data, but if you want to have a successful bone marrow match, there were several conditions, one of which is to find his relatives, and relatives were more likely to match his bone marrow."

Mrs. James did not speak at all. She and Jafar might have a hidden problem from now on.

"You and your wife don’t match with his bone marrow," said the doctor, looking up hesitantly at Payne. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

Payne's face changed momentarily, but he was silent and taciturn.

Mrs. James's eyes were sour, and her well-maintained hand pressed gently against her nose. She hung her head and said nothing.

Watching his wife and son, Jafar grew upset.

"It is not a terminal disease. Why look so upset!"

Mrs. James suddenly raised her head. The eyes that had been lively in youth were still charming even in old age. But the eyes that were charming to her husband now glared fiercely at him whom she had always admired.

The doctor had heard something about the James family.

was an expert of leukemia, and the patients he had contacted include those from the rich and powerful circles, or friends of the media. After

looking at the family's different faces... The doctor warned himself that it would be better not to provoke such a feud, and said at

a bone marrow match with Mr. Payne, and you can

rate of match between non-relatives was not high. But in 2006, there was also

Don't get your hopes up.

was true. The James

In your current situation, you have to get chemotherapy, and during that period of chemotherapy, it would be

who had not spoken, screamed, "Doctor, Payne won’t have chemotherapy.

who grasped his wrist, and frowned, "Mrs. James, calm down,

go of her hand gripping the doctor's wrist, said

be serious if he doesn't receive

the doctor finished,

that not terrible! My nephew died because he can’t get through

would

most was the patient who was not reasonable. Although he

to check

doctor left, Payne walked dazedly to the

you. Your father said as long as we give the other party more money,

shook her hand and tried

The next second!

turned around and grabbed Mrs. James's hand as if it were the last straw, pleading. "Mama! Mom! Just tell me where

then knelt down in front of Mrs. James. "I beg you! Mom! I beg you! I don't want to die! I'm young, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!! Mama, mama,

to find a

would be lower

He dared not wait!

survival. Her eyes filled with tears, and in a twinkling of an eye,

has cut all ties with us, she is still your daughter.