Mom covered her face with her hands, tears silently streaming through her fingers.
When I composed myself and returned to the office, my mentor was already back. As soon as I walked in, several colleagues surrounded me, piling yogurt, nuts, and snacks on my desk.
“Nora, keep a positive mindset. Your baby will be healthy.”
“Yeah, don’t let annoying people and things get to you. That way, you can have a beautiful baby.”
“Nora, give us a hug. We’ll always be here for you.”
My eyes welled up, and the gloom from the ward started to fade away.
My mentor came over and tossed a stack of documents on my desk. “Don’t just focus on eating: Work more, so it’ll be easier during delivery.
The office fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere lightened up.
My colleagues were the first to learn about the Wilson family’s test results. They mumbled about it being karma–none of them were a match. Unwilling to accept this, the Wilsons sought confirmation from another hospital. When the results came out, we ran into each other in the
elevator again.
Mom, who had always lived in comfort, seemed to have aged ten years. Her shoulders drooped, and her eyes were sunken. Upon seeing me enter the elevator, her eyes suddenly brightened. After hesitating for a moment, she finally found the courage to speak to me.
“.. Nora.”
I didn’t respond.
“Nora, how… how have you been lately?
I turned around. “What do you really want to say?”
Mom couldn’t hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face.
“Nora, you’re a doctor. What can be done about your sister’s illness?”
I thought for a moment and gave her a warm smile. It wasn’t just mom. The eyes of the three Wilsons in the elevator all lit up with hope.
Mom joyfully reached for my hand. “You’re willing to donate for your sister…”
I gently moved her hand away and handed over my takeout container. “Here, hold this”
“Let your daughter eat more. Didn’t you say that a full stomach cures all allments?”
Mom’s smile froze, her face turning crimson. Ethan started cursing, wanting to hit me, but Harvey held him back. The elevator doors opened, and I walked out without looking back.
I was curious about how far the Wilsons would go for Emily Johnson. But their actions eventually exceeded my expectations. That night, Harvey withdrew the previous announcement in the family group chat. This made me realize that the Wilsons weren’t blased against gender they just didn’t like me, the extra one wedged between their two children.
After Harvey withdrew the announcement, someone immediately chimed in.
So, has old Wilson calmed down? It’s only been a few days, and he’s already withdrawn the severance announcement
Yeah, there’s no big grudge between family members. Just talk it out.]
Harvey sent a few awkward emojis and didn’t deny the teasing..
Then he spoke up.
I acted impulsively without understanding the situation.]
There’s no risk in donating bone marrow; it’s just like drawing blood]
What harm can drawing two tubes of blood do? They say it’s even beneficial!]
No one replied. A moment later, my aunt sent three big question marks.
You said there was a big risk before, and now it’s beneficial?]
[Wilson, are you just making things up?]
So, what announcement do you want to make now?]
Not wanting to miss the drama, another aunt chimed in.
[Yeah, Wilson, are you feeling sorry for the kids and trying to persuade us to donate bone marrow? Before, you repeatedly said there was a risk and you wouldn’t be responsible. We dare not donate now!
Harvey remained silent for a long time. Seeing the situation going south, mom, who never spoke in the group, also came to support him.
[We all got tested at the hospital a few days ago, and there’s really no risk.]
We only drew two tubes of blood, and our son–in–law gave us big red envelopes. He said whoever matched would get the house under their name.]
Faced with huge benefits, the group finally became lively.
[is Emily’s husband’s family that well–off, giving away a house just like that?]
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Well, it’s understandable to act impulsively, but who would really dare to ask for the house?]
After this comment, many echoed the sentiment, clearly wanting Harvey to guarantee it.
Mom finally got anxious seeing hope.
Why not give it? Of course, he will! You know our son–in–law’s family doesn’t lack money. I have him write a guarantee.]
Harvey chimed in too. [Yes, yes, let the son–in–law write a guarantee. As long as sonteone matches, I will definitely keep my word.]
Perhaps Harvey forgot I was in the group, or maybe he thought I wouldn’t expose him. But as I watched my husband working hard in the study. I silently edited a statement in the group.
After all, my husband’s hard–earned house shouldn’t be eyed by others.
Statement:
(This is Nora Johnson. I’m not the one with leukemia, nor do I need a bone marrow match. So, my husband’s house isn’t p
promised to anyone!]
[Additionally: I’ve indeed severed relations with the Wilson family. Harvey, if you’re trying to deceive anyone into donating bone marrow, you’d better investigate thoroughly. Any consequences from donating bone marrow have nothing to do with me,
