Cut Off the Relationship, What Will Your Belated Regret Be?

"The sound of the household registration book being torn into pieces was louder than the thunder when he knelt in the rain and begged for bone marrow. Qing Ling looked at the shredded paper on the ground, and Zhao Shuang's cry penetrated his eardrums: 'Why are you so vindictive? Xiaoguan is your younger brother. His college entrance examination was important back then...' 'Important. ' He interrupted and pulled out the yellowed old newspaper from the inner pocket of his suit, 'On June 7, 2015, Qin Guan took the college entrance examination; on June 8, 2015, my leukemia recurred and I was admitted to the ICU. You said he had to stay in shape and I deserved to wait. 'But later Xiaoguan also donated...' 'Donate? ' He sneered and took out another physical examination report and slapped it on the table, 'The doctor said that his bone marrow match is 95%, but you have to say that he is bleeding. I have been looking for a bone marrow bank for three months, and volunteers with a 30% match are willing to save me - what about you? ' He approached Zhao Shuang and said, 'You blocked the door of someone's workplace and scolded someone for trying to make money, saying, "My son would rather die than use the blood of outsiders." The living room was dead silent. Qing Ling bent down and picked up a fragment of the household registration book, "Now I have a house, a car, a company and a team, so I don't need you anymore." ' He turned and walked towards the entrance, 'But Zhao Shuang, I will always remember that when I was crawling through the gate of hell, you were holding crabs for Qin Guan's celebration banquet.