The next day, when Meng Xi'er came downstairs, she could hear the sobs of Madam Lu.
Descending the staircase, she saw Madam Lu sitting on the couch, tears streaming down her face, her sobs resonating against the walls as if a terrible thing had happened.
Lu Qingchuan and Lu Yebai were standing beside her, both with somber expressions. Meng Xi'er's heart skipped a beat as she gently asked Lu Qingchuan, "What happened?"
"The results of the bone marrow match for Yun Qiyan's parents are out. One is thirty percent, the other is forty percent, both are unsuccessful."
Meng Xi'er's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't anticipated such a result and thoughts of the lively woman from previous evening at the Lu's left her feeling a bit disoriented.
If they can't find a suitable bone marrow donor, Yun Qiyan...
She couldn't help but glance at Lu Yebai.
