Ashley smiled and shook her head: 'No regrets. I won't go to Patterson Group tomorrow morning."

'What's wrong?"


'I'm a little tired. I want to rest a bit." Ashley finished speaking, her face tired: 'Selma, I've already handed over half of Patterson Group to you. You can't let me down."

She said, half-jokingly, half-seriously, standing up, 'I won't keep you for dinner anymore. Let me sleep for a while. I don't know why, but I've been feeling really tired lately."

Selma heard this, her face full of pity: 'You're always like this. Okay, I'll go first. There's no need to rush to work. I'll take care of the company. You've also handed over the Patterson Group shares to me. Hmm, you don't regret it?"


She was still suspicious, Ashley didn't need to use Patterson Group shares, Selma had only listened to Ashley's words all her life.

When Selma walked to the door, Ashley called out: 'Wait."


'Huh?"

"I don't know since when we are no longer 20-year-old girls. Selma, time is a cruel knife, the corners of your face and mine both have wrinkles."

"That's right, I remember when we were young, we could laugh and joke freely, now we don't even dare to laugh and joke freely like this..." The two of them talked and laughed, the atmosphere was extremely comfortable, "Okay, I'm going, you rest well."

"I'll escort you to the elevator door."

"Are you so polite? This is not a meeting between life and death."

They talked and laughed, and the two of them, one in front and one behind, walked out of the house, Selma stepped into the elevator, and just as the door closed, she raised her head, and saw outside the elevator door, Ashley was looking at her smiling. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.

Shaking her head, she didn't understand why her heart skipped a beat. She left the building, and on the way back, Selma felt uneasy all the way.

But she didn't understand why she was so uneasy.

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The next day, a woman quietly came to the hospital.

"Miss Ashley, is it the same as yesterday?"

The nurse who injected her with growth factors was still the same as yesterday.

"How is his condition today?"

The woman asked.

"Please wait a moment, the doctor will conduct a physical examination on him every day." The nurse said as she looked up at her watch: "Please wait a moment, the report is coming soon."

As she spoke, a doctor in a white coat hurried over, holding a stack of documents in his hand: "Miss Ashley came just in time. This is Bentley's latest report. Take a look, this index is not normal."

The doctor in a white coat hurriedly walked in front of Ashley, flipped open the report, and pointed at the test results. "Bentley's condition has been getting worse recently. If it continues to get worse, he may not only need a bone marrow transplant."

The woman's clear eyes flashed slightly: "What's the condition, please tell me directly."

"This report from Bentley, the kidneys have shown signs of failure." The doctor looked at the silent woman in front of him, biting his lips as he spoke.

Her heart skipped a beat, if she didn't misunderstand, it was...

"What are the consequences of kidney failure?"

At this moment, she couldn't help but clench her fists. It wasn't...

"Kidney transplant."

She clenched her fists even tighter... sure enough.

"I've injected growth factors, today is the second day. His condition, probably..."

"I know what you want to ask. According to the current report, he can wait until the day of the bone marrow transplant."

While speaking, the doctor suddenly stopped, then continued: "However, we can't guarantee what the actual situation will be."

After he finished speaking, he took out another health examination report: 'Here is your report, based on your condition, we can only hope that Bentley's health condition can be maintained as it is now."

The meaning of the doctor's words was very clear.

'Continue." She had made her decision.

'Miss Ashley, do you want to hide your current situation from the donor?"

The doctor was a little suspicious and asked, 'You and Bentley are related by blood, there is absolutely no need to hide the situation, moreover, with your current health condition, there is already a certain failure rate and danger. The doctor only gave one possibility, if during or after you donate bone marrow, danger appears, then how will you handle it yourself?"

Ashley was stunned, she had never thought about what would happen after donating bone marrow.

She was stunned, but when she opened her eyes, her eyes were filled with determination, 'Continue to inject growth factors."

Oh my god, she knows how to joke.

However, Ashley seemed to have no fear of death, seemed to not care about anything, as if she had thrown away everything as if she had given up on herself.

And with all the desires in her heart that she had never dared to say before, she wanted to give up everything.

The cold syringe, cold to the bone, pierced her skin, she was like a dry branch, as if she was a specimen, letting the nurse beside her inject the syringe into her body.

With a bang, the door was opened by someone, hitting the wall, and making a loud noise.

The nurse's hand trembled and was about to remind the person to push the door open, she just turned her head and saw a tall figure standing at the door, she was suddenly shaken by the coldness on the other person's face: "Why are you so casual..."

A sharp gaze like a blade looked at her, causing the nurse to almost bite her tongue. This person was really scary. Ashley couldn't believe what she saw standing at the door, her heart skipped a beat, and her hands trembled, she wanted to control this trembling, but the muscles in her body seemed to have their thoughts, completely not listening to her control. The figure, step by step, approached, but brought a terrifying storm, on the handsome face of the other person, covered with coldness, ferocity, and fear, the appearance of grinding teeth, as if wanting to crush her. She bit her lips tightly, also pressed her trembling arms tightly, she tried to straighten her chest and back, she wanted to face him properly, she wanted to use these actions, to declare to him: I am not afraid.