“Honey, I’ve decided to keep the baby. Come pick me up!
I doubt anyone saw the medical report I left in the red envelope. Emily Johnson’s social media still portrayed a picture perfect life. On Mother’s Day, she posted a photo of accompanying her mom to pray.
“Our bodies are gifts from our parents. Mom says the best gift is taking care of myself]”
Later, I received a charm from Mom through someone, just a charm and nothing more. Three days before her tour, Emily shared a family farewell photo
family wants each other to be better, never a burden.]”
“A real family!
Ethan Johnson liked the post and commented, “Exactly. Two days before the tour, she boldly declared:
“Goodbye to bothersome things and people. I’m flying out tomorrow!
Her family’s support and reluctance were evident. One day before the tour, Emily’s social media was unusually quiet, but I wasn’t surprised. That was the day she received her medical results.
Emily’s dance team had a health check at our workplace before their tour. Thanks to a mentor, I learned her results early. Being a leukemia specialist, he had just helped us join the bone marrow registry. By coincidence, I discovered the match before she did. Emily approached me before leaving work. She and Ethan blocked the mentor’s office door.
“Doctor, this result must be wrong” Emily looked anxious but spoke with calm determination.
“You don’t know, but I’ve had a falling out with Nora Johnson, who works in your department.”
“She must have altered my results out of spite for not donating bone marrow. Everyone in the office looked on in surprise, which seemed to confirm her suspicions.
*So, Doctor, could you change the result for me? Our dance tram urgently needs this health proof, and my flight is tonight.” The mentor adjusted his glasses, choosing a gentle approach.
“For such important results, the hospital can’t afford mistakes…
Ethan interrupted angrily. “If you don’t make mistakes, then why let Nora Johnson tamper with results? You better give me an explanation, or ril sue your department.” I walked in just as this occurred. Ethan charged at me, but the mentor stood and pushed him aside. “Call security” he said, his expression turning cold. Emily quickly forced a smile.
“Doctor, my brother’s just upset. Please change the result. We won’t blame Nora Johnson, butTm in a hurry. My flight’s at 11 PM The mentor frowned, looking at me.
“Didn’t you tell her the result?”
1 left the report for them, but it seems they didn’t see it.”
Emily’s smile froze. Colleagues came to support me, gently touching my belly and whispering.
“After how they treated you, you’re still debating donating bone marrow?”
“You’re a saint. Why give up your own child for them?”
Emily staggered and collapsed into a chair, while Ethan continued ranting
“Great, Nora Johnson! You even got your colleagues to trick ut. You’re all in trouble. Your departments finished. None of you will escape No one paid attention to his threats. Emily’s nose started to bleed. One drop. Two drops. Quietly staining her white dress. Emily panicked, her eyes reddening as she hurriedly covered her nose, trying to hide the bloodstains. She looked at me with fear and anger.
“It must be you, you did this!”
No one responded. Everyone looked at her with sympathy. Then she broke down, tears streaming down. Eventually, security escorted her out. Emily didn’t make it to the tour. Her family rushed her for tests. The results were undeniable. They finally found the medical report I left behind. It dawned on them what they had done.
The day they found the medical report, Mom called me. As soon as I answered, her wailing hit me like a storm. “Nora Johnson, you did this on purpose!”
“They always said you were dark–hearted, and now I believe it‘
“You intentionally provoked us, made us cut ties, just so you wouldn’t have to save your sister. She didn’t think it was necessary for me to save Emily. They were confident in curing her with their resources. So she dropped her mask and cursed me freely Thung up, blocked her number. Eventually, they chose my mentor, the most authoritative. We met again at the hospital. Emily was admitted. Harvey Wilson shook the mentor’s hand, saying he’d spend any amount to save his daughter. He asked the mentor to expedite the bone marrow search, offering a much larger red envelope than the one he gave me. The mentor returned the envelope, explaining there was no match yet, so they’d have to wait. He suggested organizing willing family and friends to get tested for a match. Harvey eagerly extended his arm.
“Test me. She’s my daughter, so I’ll be a match.”
The mentor glanced at me. Harvey followed his gaze and saw me, awkwardly covering his mouth with his hand. I opened a folder and routinely read the potential hazards of donating bone marrow. After reading, I looked at Harvey.
ill you still I donate?”
“With such risks, will
“Aren’t you afraid your wife will lose two loved ones? Harvey’s face turned red but he stubbornly looked away.
Til donate!”
I smirked, shifting my gaze to Ethan and Mom, Ethan was blunt.
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“There’s no need to talk. I’ll donate.”
Tadmit I’m biased. You can’t compare to my sister.”
I opened the folder and routinely went over the potential risks associated with bone marrow donation. After finishing, I turned to Harvey Wilson and asked, “Given the significant risks, are you still willing to donate?”
“Are you not worried about the possibility of your wife losing two loved ones?” I continued,
Harvey flushed with embarrassment but stubbornly turned his head away. “Il donate, he insisted.
Tamirk
I smirked and shifted my attention to Ethan Johnson and my mom, who stood behind him.
Ethan was candid. “No need for unnecessary talk, I’m donating.”
“I can’t help it. I’m biased; you can’t really compare to my sister here”
“And what about you?” I asked
my mom.
Mom’s eyes filled with tears, seemingly more composed after the day she yelled at me. She quietly wiped her eyes, saying, “Darling, every mother loves her daughter. If I hadn’t been so angry, how could I have-”
I cut her off with a chuckle. “Just tell me if you’re going to get tested or not, so I can arrange the health check.”
Mom hesitated, lowering her head awkwardly. “…I’ll donate.”
“Do you also agree for Ethan to donate?” I pressed.
Mom clutched her chest, her voice trembling….Yes, I agree.”
“You’re not worried about losing both of your children now, despite the risks?”
