Chapter 12 — Conflict with Co Thieu

Every day she still has to receive anti-inflammatory fluids and periodically check her blood index. During this time, Co Viet Nien came almost every day. He sits in a wheelchair, every morning on time his assistant pushes him there, either holding warmed bird's nest porridge or carrying a stack of company documents. Today, after Lam Tien finished drinking his porridge, he couldn't help but speak up: "My legs are not convenient, I don't need to run there every day." "The hospital is crowded with people, I work the same at home." Co Viet Nien's fingertips stopped, closing the tablet in his hand, his voice was still cold as usual, but his ears were a little red: "Who said I came to be with you. The company has a project team located nearby, I can come and see." "Besides, if What happened to you at the hospital, I know how to talk to my mother." Lam Tien looked at his strong mouth and couldn't help but curl his lips. This person looks cold, but is actually softer than anyone. He originally thought that after speaking, he would be relieved twice, but unexpectedly the next morning, as soon as Lam Tien woke up, he heard movement in the hospital room next door. Co Viet Nien was pushed in in a wheelchair, his assistant followed behind, holding a pile of household items in his hand. "This is..." Lam Tien was stunned. "Going through the hospital admission procedures." Co Viet Nien said as if it was natural, reaching out to adjust the blanket on his legs: "Recently I changed to a new neuro-rehabilitation drug, the doctor said it would be best to stay in the hospital for two weeks of observation to easily adjust the dosage. Anyway, I just sit at home, the hospital is still convenient." more.” He said seriously, Lam Tien almost burst out laughing. Last week I said it was convenient to come, this week I moved the whole family here directly. Obviously worried about her, he had to find such a clumsy excuse. "What are you laughing at?" Co Viet Nien glared at her: "Could it be that I can still lie to you?" "Nothing." Lam Tien tried to hold back his laughter and shook his head. She lived in the Van family for twenty years, fought fiercely and won for twenty years, and had long been accustomed to taking care of everything alone. Since getting sick, she has always had the mentality of "each side takes what they need" to face this marriage, never hoping that anyone would treat her honestly. But Co Viet Nien's clumsy and uncomfortable concern was like warm water, little by little seeping into her heart. When two people are close to each other, the way they live together is more natural. During the day, while Lam Tien was receiving fluids, Co Viet Nien was handling the company's work next door. When he encountered a project he couldn't decide on, he would turn to her for advice. Sometimes the nurse pushed him to go to rehabilitation, and when he returned, he would nag her that today the range of motion in his fingers was a little larger, like a child competing for credit. It's just that every time Lam Tien rechecks his blood index, the results are not ideal. Today the doctor gracefully told them that the skin wound recovered quite well, but after this injury, if the severe aplastic anemia persisted for another day, it would be even more dangerous. They must quickly determine a bone marrow transplant option. After the doctor left, the hospital room was quiet for a while. Lam Tien was very calm, on the contrary comforted Co Viet Nien: "It's okay, just slowly search. You've been waiting for so long, you won't miss these few days." Co Viet Nien didn't say anything, just reached out to hold her hand that wasn't receiving an infusion. "I'll find it." He looked at her, his eyes very serious: "Even if I have to turn over the whole world's bone marrow bank, I will still find it for you." In less than two days, Mrs. Co specially came from the ancestral home, carrying two The tonic box was full, and as soon as he entered the door, he grabbed Lam Tien's hand and asked him all sorts of questions. "Tien Tien, last time it was really thanks to you." Mrs. Co's eyes were a little red: "If it weren't for you finding out there was a problem with the photo, we would still be blindsided by Luc Minh Vien. This Viet Nien child is miserable, and there is such a cruel person around.

I'm lucky to have you." "Auntie, don't say that, it's all what I should do." Lam Tien replied softly. "What should be done cannot make you suffer useless resentment." Mrs. Co patted her hand, her voice very sincere: "Your illness, we all keep in our hearts." "Before that, at the Bac Thanh bone marrow bank, wasn't there a sample that was compatible with you?" "Even though the other party eventually gave up, I planned to go to Bac Thanh myself, directly. talking to their families, will definitely make them change their minds. "Bac Thanh. These two words are like a small needle, gently stabbing Lam Tien. The donor that Mrs. Co talked about was mostly Van Hieu Vu. It was very difficult for her to escape Bac Thanh, very difficult to escape the identity of Van Tri Suong. She really didn't want to be even half-involved with those people and things anymore. But the temptation to continue living was too great. Her fingertips tightened slightly, but on her face there was no expression. If there was any change, she just said softly: "I'm bothering you." Lam Tien didn't expect that, before Mrs. Co had returned, an uninvited guest appeared in front of her. That afternoon, she was discussing some trivial matters of the company with Co Viet Nien. "This overseas warehouse plan..." Before she finished speaking, the hospital room door was suddenly stabbed open with a "bang".