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After that day, my physical condition took a sharp turn for the worse.
Every morning when I woke up, I felt as if my entire body had been crushed, with pain seeping through the cracks of my bones. Even simple tasks like washing up left me breathless, and the pale face staring back at me in the mirror was frightening.
I forced myself to go to work, but I collapsed in the office. When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying in a hospital bed, a nurse administering an IV drip.
"Miss Song, your condition is not optimistic," the attending physician said, frowning as he looked over my examination report. "You already have mild anemia, and this large donation of bone marrow has caused significant damage to your body. Currently, your bone marrow regeneration function is impaired and will require long-term care."
"Am I... going to die?" I asked softly, my voice devoid of fear, only fatigue.
The doctor paused for a moment before gently nodding. "If not treated promptly, it could develop into aplastic anemia or even bone marrow failure."
I forced a bitter smile as I gazed out the window. It turned out that not only was I a mobile source of bone marrow, but also a defective product that could break down at any moment.
Just then, my phone rang unexpectedly with an unfamiliar number.
"Anxin Jie~" Lin Weiwei's sweet voice came through, "Ting Ge said you blocked him? Are you still mad at me?"
I didn't respond, quietly listening as she continued.
"Actually, I'm quite helpless too." Her voice carried a hint of grievance. "I don't want to be sick either, but Ting Ge has been so good to me; I can't refuse his concern."
Her tone suddenly shifted to one of triumph: "You know what, Anxin Jie? Ting Ge said that if you don't cooperate, he'll break up with you. After all, you two aren't even married; breaking up is easy."
I tightened my grip on the phone until my knuckles turned white.
"I'm really not doing this on purpose. How about I have Ting Ge come and sweet-talk you?" Her tone was flippant, filled with the arrogance of a victor.
I replied coldly, "Miss Lin, please understand this: I'm not angry; I'm disgusted. Disgusted by you and disgusted by myself."
"You!"
Her voice instantly turned sharp. "Song Anxin, don't be ungrateful! If it weren't for the fact that you donated bone marrow for me, Ting Ge would have broken up with you a long time ago!"
I hung up the phone, my heart feeling like ashes.
When I returned home that evening, I found Gu Ting sitting in the living room.
He hadn't been home in a long time, but now he stood up with a face full of anger and questioned me, "Song Anxin, how long are you going to make a scene? Wei Wei has already apologized; what more do you want?"
"Me making a scene?"
I looked directly into his eyes. "Gu Ting, tell me, what do I mean to you?"
"Stop being unreasonable."
He rubbed his temples in annoyance. "Wei Wei is just my sister; why do you have to be so petty?"
"Sister?"
I let out a cold laugh. "Your attitude towards your sister is truly touching."
"What do you mean by that?"
He frowned.
"Nothing much."
I took the hospital report out of my bag. "Take a look; this is the gift your sister gave me."
Gu Ting glanced at the report, and his expression immediately darkened. "A forged medical report? Song Anxin, your methods to vie for attention are getting more and more pathetic."
I stood frozen in place, tears falling uncontrollably.
So this is how he sees me.
"You’re right."
I wiped my tears and suddenly started to laugh. "I really am pathetic, pathetic enough to believe that you would care about my well-being."
Gu Ting's phone rang; he glanced at it and immediately wore a gentle smile. "Wei Wei, what's wrong? ... Don't worry, I'll be right back."
After hanging up, he didn't even look at me as he turned to leave.
"Gu Ting."
I called out to him, my voice surprisingly calm. "If one day, Lin Weiwei needs a bone marrow donation again, what would you do?"
He stopped in his tracks but didn't turn around. "Do I even need to answer that? Of course, I would ask you to donate again."
"What if I'm already dead?"
"Then...," he hesitated for a moment, "I guess I'd find someone else. There are plenty of people with a high match rate."
Suddenly, I laughed, tears streaming down my face. "Gu Ting, thank you for revealing the truth to me."
He looked back at me in confusion. "What truth?"
"I finally understand my place in your heart."
I took off the ring from my ring finger and placed it on the coffee table.
Gu Ting furrowed his brow, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he turned and walked away.
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