Fu Rui saw that she was about to leave and hurriedly stood up to hold her back. don't go, don't go. I have something to tell you."
Goldy broke free of his hand and sat down again with a straight face. what is it? speak.
Fu Rui rubbed his hands, his expression conflicted and nervous. In the end, after Goldy showed an impatient look, he braced himself and said, "
"I still have a son, your younger brother. He's sick. The doctor said that it'll be easier to succeed if the bone marrow matches between relatives, so ..."
Although Goldy wasn't as smart as Jia Yue and Xu Chi, it wasn't stupid. A biological father who had abandoned it for many years suddenly came to acknowledge it, so it naturally had a plan.
Even though Goldy was mentally prepared, its hands and feet still turned cold after hearing his words.
"So, you want me to donate my bone marrow to your son?"
