There are several types of hemophilia, and Ying Luwei has the intermediate type of hemophilia type A.
It is not as serious and frequent as heavy, but it also bleeds occasionally.
"Mom, this" Ying Luwei looked very embarrassed, "It was like that back then, and Xiao Jin would definitely not be willing."
"If you don't want to, just tie her up." Mrs. Ying coughed heavily and said sharply, "Do you really think that the Ying family adopted her for a good deed?!"
The Ying family has many illegitimate children, and there are many factions. If it is not profitable, is it okay to adopt a daughter?
Otherwise, if you want to adopt, you can also adopt your son, and when you grow up, you can also help in the company.
At the beginning, Mrs. Ying did not want Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua to bring back people from a small county.
It's okay to adopt a baby, since children have no memory anyway.
But a person who is about to grow up can be raised and matured?
What happened later confirmed all of this.
"Mom, don't be angry." That's what Ying Luwei wanted, she comforted softly, "It's late at night, and we can't find Xiaojin, so we'd better wait until tomorrow morning and go find sister-in-law first."
"You sister-in-law, you really can't figure it out." Mrs. Ying's chest heaved with anger, "Isn't she just an adopted daughter? Why are you so entangled?"
"It's a good thing that Xiaoxuan is still at Ozhou. If I come back, I won't feel bad when I see someone more at home?"
Mr. Ying also had illegitimate children, but none of them succeeded in ascending the throne.
Mrs. Ying hated illegitimate children, let alone those who were not related by blood.
"Mom, it's all my fault." Ying Luwei felt very guilty, "If I knew it, I wouldn't have told you, and it made you angry."
"Mom is fine." Mrs. Ying pressed her temples, as if remembering something, "Wei Er, hasn't that friend of yours come to see you recently?"
This is about Lu Zhi.
Ying Luwei's smile froze: "Mom, she has something to do recently and has gone abroad."
How could she tell Mrs. Ying that Lu Zhi broke up with her.
"Alas." Mrs. Ying sighed, "It seems that there is really no cure for my headache."
"Mom, don't say such depressing words." Ying Luwei acted like a baby, "Isn't there a miracle doctor in Shaoren Hospital? It's just that this miracle doctor only sees one patient a week, and I'm still in line. During the summer vacation, I should can be ranked.¡±
"My daughter is still caring." Mrs. Ying turned her worries into joy, "You should also go to Mo Yuan more often to get in touch."
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Outside the ward.
"Hey, old man Fu, it seems that you are really all right." Mr. Zhong was waiting for Ying Zijin to finish his operation. When he saw Mr. Fu walking towards him, he said, "You are walking like me now. Wind."
"Go away." Mr. Fu was so angry that he died, "Isn't it better to be tough with your body?"
Since childhood, Mr. Zhong has been at odds with him.
When playing poker, he was never allowed to win.
Still blame him for taking away snacks?
He just walked away and what happened.
"Hey, you're in good health, so I'm done with one thing on my mind." Mr. Zhong didn't turn back this time, and sighed, "We used to be able to get up in the morning and make an appointment to go to Tai Chi together, since twenty years ago Your previous illness"
Hearing this, Mr. Fu fell silent: "Don't mention the past."
Mr. Zhong knew that what happened twenty years ago was a taboo for Mr. Fu.
In fact, he didn't know what happened. He only remembered that Shanghai was in turmoil for a whole month that year.
All kinds of strange people came to Shanghai, went to Fu's house and left again.
But if Mr. Fu didn't say anything, Mr. Zhong couldn't force him to ask no matter how curious he was.
"Yeah, we're getting old too." Mr. Zhong patted Mr. Fu on the shoulder, "We should step down and leave it to the young people."
Just as the two were talking, a nurse came out of the operating room.
Mr. Zhong hurriedly greeted him: "Nurse, how is it?"
"The patient's fracture is not serious, and the operation went well." The nurse said, "It's just that you must have a good rest these few days, and the little girl fell asleep."
Only then did Mr. Zhong heave a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Mr. Fu again: "Old man Fu, I have to thank your grandson this time. If it weren't for him, Zijin might be"
Mr. Fu coughed a few times, very proud: "My Xiao Qi is kind-hearted."
There is another sentence, he didn't say it, and he was afraid of saying it.nbsp;As soon as these words came out, both Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting were taken aback.
Ying Zhenting said, "Mom."
"It's useless for you to speak." Mrs. Ying said angrily, "Could it be that you want to watch your sister die?"
In one sentence, Ying Zhenting had nothing to say.
He also saw Ying Luwei's pale, bloodless face.
Ying Zhenting pinched the center of his brows and sighed: "Manhua, call."
Zhong Manhua's hands were shaking.
On the one hand, she couldn't contact Ying Zijin at all.
On the other hand, she also didn't want Ying Zijin to give Ying Luwei blood.
But Mrs. Ying is here, she can't tell the matter.
If Mrs. Ying had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, she would be a sinner.
Zhong Manhua pursed her lips, but did not move.
"Manhua?" Ying Zhenting frowned again.
He took out his mobile phone, found Ying Zijin's number, and was about to dial it.
The door was kicked open at this moment.
It is a group of people in uniform, each with a cold expression.
The leader looked at Ying Luwei: "Catch her." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com