When I was eight months pregnant, my neighbor, a scientist whose leukemia relapsed, asked me to donate bone marrow to him again.
I refused on the grounds of pregnancy.
Unexpectedly, he shamelessly asked me to abort the child.
"Your uterus is still there, and you can have as many children as you want in the future. If I die, humanity will go back decades!"
"With your couple's IQ, the child born will definitely not be smart either. It will only waste energy while it is alive."
I firmly refused, but his family became so angry that they pushed me down the stairs and caused a miscarriage.
In a daze, I heard his son say to the doctor:
"This child is mine. She had an abortion to donate bone marrow to my father..."
