Qin Mo stayed alone for a while, Secretary He came in to report the briefing, he didn't have any thoughts, and lightly raised his hand: "Let it go here, I will look back again."

Secretary He nodded and said yes, always feeling that Qin always had some thoughts.

Qin Mo returned to the villa. The children have returned from school. Qin Xuan has not yet gone to school. He intends to go to school after the surgery. But now the bone marrow is not matched. Neither He Huan nor Qin Xuan know the news. Qin Chen only told Without him, Qin Chen was in a bad mood at the time, after all, Qin Xuan was Qin Lu's child.

Qin Mo returned home, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, rubbing his brows and sitting down.

Xiao Qin Xuan didn't know where it came from, and he didn't even know where to get a cup of hot tea. It was so cute that it hurts.

Qin Mo removed his hand and looked at the child in silence.

Qin Xuan was next to him, a pair of slender legs swinging under the sofa without speaking.

After staying so quietly for a long time, Xiao Ion always couldn't stand his mind, so he spoke first, "I know I've lived well now. It doesn't matter if there is no other way."

Qin Mo stared at him with a soft voice: "Who told you?"

He honestly said: ‘Those aunts, and nurses, they speak English and French and I understand them. "

The little Qin Xuan's voice was sullen.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand, hugged him lightly, pressed his small face to himself, and then smiled slightly: "That was before, but now it's different. Now there is Aunt Qin Chen, right?"

‘But I know that there is no suitable bone marrow. Xiao Qin Xuan said lightly.

Qin Mo's voice was slightly blocked: "Who told you?"

Qin Xuan answered the wrong question: "Uncle is in a bad mood."

Qin Mo suffocated again, and then sighed: This child is really sensitive.

He smiled reluctantly, trying to say that it wasn't what he thought, but after he smiled, he knew he couldn't hide from this sensitive child. In the end, he just rubbed his hair: "Uncle will think of something else."

Suddenly, Qin Xuan reached out and hugged his waist. Qin Xuan's voice was very soft and soft: "Uncle, I'm fine."

He now has a lot, a lot, really enough.

Even if he can only live half more, in half a year, he will have a house, and he will have a house that other children had.

He thought, if one day, he can't live, he will call mom and dad, but only once, otherwise he really left, they will be sad.

After Qin Xuan finished speaking, Qin Mo felt even more sad.

He felt that no matter what, he wanted Qin Xuan to live, even if the child was finally disappointed with him and hated him, he wanted him to live.

At this moment, He Huan was on the stairs on the second floor, watching this scene quietly.

Just now, she called Qin Chen and Qin Chen told her too.

Everyone in the Qin family is not worthy of Qin Xuan.

He Huan lowered his eyes, his eyes were a little red.

She slowly walked down and walked to Qin Mo's side. She hugged him from behind, with her face pressed to his shoulder, and her voice was slightly muted: "There is another person who does not match."

Qin Mo turned his head, "I know, it's Ai Mengmeng."

He Huan shook his head, "No, it's Yi Huan."

Qin Mo was a little shaken.

He had never thought of letting Yi Huan go, or even offering bone marrow, He Huan actually proposed it.

Doesn't He Huan hate Ai Jia?