"Sister, I don't want to die."
"If I can't match a suitable heart this time, I won't be able to wait long before I die." Mu Qiu, 30 years old, even after giving birth to a child, she is still young and beautiful, like a romantic girl.
These words spit out from her mouth, making her look fragile and weak.
Standing beside Mu Qiu's bed was a tall and curvaceous woman.
If Mu Qiu is an elegant and serene little lily, then this woman is a real rich flower in the world, her eyebrows are like stars and her eyes are charming, she is graceful and rich just by standing quietly.
Song Ci looked at Mu Qiu, who was two years younger than herself, and thought that this innocent and lovely sister was about to die, Song Ci felt pity in her heart.
Song Ci is the adopted daughter of the Mu family, she is two years older than Mu Qiu.
At the age of fourteen, an earthquake took away Song Ci's parents, and her sister Song Fei also fell into a coma due to serious injuries and became a vegetable.
Fortunately, Mu Qiu's father, Mu Mian, was a volunteer at the earthquake site. He was kind-hearted, so he adopted Song Ci as his daughter and paid for Song Fei's medical expenses. Over the years, the Mu family has sheltered Song Ci from the wind and rain, and carefully cultivated her. The Pingting girl has finally grown into a flower of wealth and wealth.
Unfortunately, 10 years ago, a fire broke out in the nursing home, and Song Ci's sister Song Fei was buried in the sea of fire just like that.
Having lived in the Mu family for so many years, Mu Mian and his wife regarded Song Ci as their own, and Song Ci also had a share of what Mu Qiu had. The Mu family has a kindness for nurturing Song Ci, which Song Ci can never repay in his life.
Song Ci thought of the Mu family's kindness to her, and felt more and more pitiful for this younger sister. "Qiu'er, don't be discouraged, we will definitely find a suitable heart source." Song Ci's consolation seemed dry and unconvincing.
Mu Qiu is a rare panda blood, the possibility of finding a suitable heart source in a short time is very slim.
Mu Qiu didn't respond to Song Ci's comfort, but just stared at Song Ci's beautiful cheeks that had made her look at her for many years and still made her jealous.
She suddenly laughed inexplicably.
Hearing this uncomfortable laughter, Song Ci looked at Mu Qiu in surprise. "What's the matter, Autumn?"
Mu Qiu's laughter was very short, she put away her smile, lowered her eyes and said: "Is there a suitable heart, there is indeed one."
Hearing the news, Song Ci was very pleasantly surprised, and her voice became excited, "I found it?" She grabbed Mu Qiu's hand and asked eagerly, "Did the other party agree to donate his heart? When will the operation be performed? "
Mu Qiu didn't answer, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. She wrenched her right hand out of Song Ci's palm, and pressed her fingertips gently on Song Ci's chest.
Following Mu Qiu's movements, Song Ci also looked down at his chest. The hand holding her chest was very beautiful, like jade, slender and long, it looked like a pampered hand.
Mu Qiu felt Song Ci's beating heart under her palm, the corner of her mouth was split, and she looked at Song Ci, "Sister, isn't the heart I want right here?"
Song Ci stared at Mu Qiu's creepy smile, and the blood on his face turned pale inch by inch.
Song Ci and Mu Qiu both have panda blood. Mu Qiu had a heart attack since he was a child. The reason why Mu Mian's father took the initiative to apply for the adoption of Song Ci's sisters was because of their blood type that matched Mu Qiu!
To put it bluntly, Song Ci and Song Fei are just two heart donors raised by Mu Qiu! If Mu Qiu is safe, then Song Ci will also be safe for the rest of his life. If Mu Qiu fell ill, then Song Ci would have to be buried with Mu Qiu!
The silly Song Ci is still grateful for the cultivation of Mu's family these years, but she doesn't know that the prosperity and wealth that Mu's family has bestowed on her these years is just an advance payment for her heart!
Song Ci, who didn't know the truth about the adoption, was grateful for the Mu family's kindness to her upbringing, so when she heard Mu Qiu's selfish request, she was only stunned for a moment, and then hesitated.
She and her sister have been taken care of by Mu's family all these years, and now the only daughter of her adoptive parents is in danger. Only her heart can exchange for Mu Qiu's new life.
Out of kindness, she shouldn't refuse.
But she is still young, just in her early thirties, and she has just finished one-third of her life in her prime, so she is also afraid of death!
Mu Qiu could clearly see Song Ci's hesitation and struggle.
Mu Qiu suddenly sneered, her tone was full of sarcasm, "Sister, you act like you feel sorry for me every day, I almost thought you were really worried about me. Knowing that your heart can save me , you are starting to hesitate now? Sister, do you have the heart to watch me die? I am dead, what should I do with my child?"
"Sister, do you have the heart to see Xiao Hao lose his mother?" Cheng Hao is the child of Mu Qiu and her husband Cheng Yanmo. He is only four years old this year, and he is a lively and smart little boy.
The Mu family directly put the word 'morality' on Song Ci's head.
Family affection is a knife hanging over Song Ci's head, which Song Ci cannot refuse. But she, who also regretted her life, could not make up her mind to donate her heart to Mu Qiu.
"Mu Qiu, let me think about it for a few days"
"Think about it!" Mu Qiu was irritated by Song Ci's hesitation, and she shouted confidently: "You are raised by my Mu family, and my parents have spent more than ten years training you to be a hopeful person. The most dazzling pearl in the East City! Look at that thing on your body that was not given to you by my Mu family! My life is in danger now, but I just want your heart, are you so stingy!"
"Song Ci, you are alone. You have no brothers, sisters, parents, children, or husband. But I have a husband who loves me! My life is more meaningful than yours!"
Song Ci was dumbfounded. "These are your sincere words? Mu Qiu, how could you say such words? How can you think so?"
In Song Ci's impression, Mu Qiu has always been a gentle and kind woman, and she shouldn't be able to say such a straightforward thing to ask someone for his heart.
Mu Qiu thought she was stupid and ridiculous. "Why can't I think like this? What do you think I am? A kind and pure little white flower?"
Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci sarcastically, and told her: "Why do you think my father adopted you? Do you really think my father is a philanthropist who wants to do good deeds?" Mu Qiu still smiled brightly and innocently, and she said: "You sisters, but It's just a heart donor that my father raised for me!"
Heart donor
Song Ci's ears kept buzzing.
She can't believe it's true!
"It's impossible!" Song Ci thought that Mu Qiu was lying to her, and she wanted to deny it, but there was a voice in her heart telling her:
This is real!
It's all true!
Seeing that Song Ci's death was imminent and he still couldn't see the facts clearly, Mu Qiu finally had a different emotion on his face, which was compassion.
"You never knew, did you?" Mu Qiu looked at Song Ci, as if looking at a poor bug. "Sister, this heart that is beating inside me now." Appreciating Song Ci's increasingly shocked expression, Mu Qiu finished the last sentence softly: "It belongs to Song Fei."
Song Ci's eyes suddenly widened!
Long time no see, I'm back.
(end of this chapter)