Early the next morning, Mr. Lu personally went to the hospital to undergo a bone marrow matching test. When he returned, he seemed quite troubled.
Seeing him like that, Mrs. Lu didn't dare to ask. The two of them sat on the sofa, jointly watching Meng Zichen playing mobile games nearby.
They had been married for many years and, although they were often apart, they were familiar enough with each other to understand each other's thoughts with just a look. If Mr. Lu didn't say anything, it meant he didn't match either.
Despite being prepared, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. If no one in the family matched, what were they going to do?
Observing Meng Zichen, who was sitting quietly not far away, Mrs. Lu's eyes gradually reddened. Mr. Lu patted his wife's shoulder, encouraging her, "We still have time. Don't give up too quickly."
They hadn't expected this outcome at all.
Not a single member of the Lu Family matched with Meng Zichen.
