The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yao and the others stared in disbelief at Xu Xi.

No blood relation?

Did I hear that right?

The doctor, with a serious expression, reiterated this point.

"Little sister, I know you're desperate to save your brother, but blood transfusions between close relatives can trigger a severe immune response, which could not only fail to save him but could also harm him."

"We're really not related by blood! Please! Take my blood! Save my brother!!"

With a "thump," it was the sound of knees hitting the ground.

The girl raised her slender wrist above her head, and large tears rolled to the ground.

With her other hand, she tightly gripped the arm of the person in the white coat, her only lifeline.

"You..."

The doctor looked hesitant.

He couldn't be sure if this was a colossal lie told by the girl in front of him in her desperation to save her family.

The same surname and the affectionate way they address each other make it hard not to associate them with blood ties.

Blood transfusions between close relatives can have disastrous consequences if they trigger an immune response.

As a doctor dedicated to saving lives, he must be responsible for his patients.

But now, the patient in the hospital bed is in critical condition, and it is unknown how long it will take to find another blood donor with the same blood type.

Seeing this, Officer Zhang walked up to the doctor and took out his police ID from his pocket.

"Comrade, I can vouch for this girl. She is not a direct or collateral blood relative of the patient in the operating room; they are only relatives in name."

With a police officer testifying, the doctor's concerns were immediately dispelled.

He called a nurse and led Xu Xi to the next ward to have her blood drawn.

The thick, black needle was injected into her vein. The girl gritted her teeth and let out a soft moan as she watched the dark red blood trickle down the transparent tube, leaving her slender arm in strands.

Last time, she could only huddle in a corner, watching in despair as the flame of her loved one's life was gradually extinguished by the biting cold wind before her eyes.

This time, she no longer has to watch another ray of light fade away from her.

My family... my love...

You must come back to me!

"Xi Bao...you and Xu Nian..."

While accompanying Xu Xi during the blood draw, Wen Yao and the others looked at each other, their eyes wide with unspeakable shock.

If Officer Zhang, dressed in a police uniform and hat, hadn't spoken up, they would never have believed that Xu Nian and Xu Xi were actually not related by blood.

In fact, they had never inquired about each other's backgrounds, fearing it would plunge the other into painful memories.

Xu Nian and Xu Xi have never mentioned it on their own initiative.

Based on what they knew, they assumed that Xu Xi and Xu Nian were the two children left behind by their deceased parents.

After all, they share the same surname, address each other as brother and sister, and depend on each other for survival.

If they aren't biological siblings, how can all this be explained?

"My brother and I...we were never biological siblings."

Xu Xi's voice was hoarse from crying as she choked back tears as she recounted how she met Xu Nian.

From two families falling apart to meeting each other when they are in despair.

With his weathered hands, the boy held up an umbrella for her in the downpour, and with his equally tender shoulders, he shouldered the burden of their life together.

Even though he himself had been starving for days, he pushed the only box of food in front of her.

He himself was wearing tattered clothes, but she was dressed in decent new clothes.

Braving the scorching summer sun and the howling winter winds, through wind and rain, they provided her with a warm home where she could sit in a bright classroom to study.

She was able to eat her fill at every meal, with meat in every dish, and was rescued from prison time and time again.

Unbeknownst to them, soft sobs could be heard in the ward.

Apart from Officer Zhang, who already knew about the two's background, everyone else shed tears.

How could someone like Xu Nian exist in this world?

They can't even afford to eat or dress warmly, yet they still give everything for another person.

If it's one's own blood relative, with the eldest brother acting as father, there's still some room for explanation.

But they are not related by blood at all; they are just strangers!

Rubbing her red and swollen eyes, Wen Yao finally understood why Xu Xi cried so hard when watching the movie "Wild Child".

Because everyone else is watching a story, while she is looking in a mirror.

Outside the ward, a clear tear fell onto a purple high heel.

......

Unbeknownst to them, the blood, still warm from the girl's body, had filled two blood bags.

The nurse stepped forward, removed the needle from Xu Xi's wrist, pressed two cotton swabs on the injection site, and applied a medical bandage.

"Nurse... is this enough to save my brother?"

Xu Xi's face was deathly pale, and her lips had lost all color.

"Not enough, it's still half short."

"Then... then keep taking the injection! Why pull it out?"

The nurse frowned: "No, according to regulations, a person can only donate a maximum of 400 milliliters of blood. Considering the patient's serious condition, we've already taken 600 milliliters from you."

"If you keep smoking, your life will be in danger."

"No...no! I'm okay! Keep smoking...keep smoking! Please! You must save my brother!"

Xu Xi staggered to her feet and tried to grab the arm of the nurse in front of her.

However, she was already very weak due to not having rested well for several days, and then she lost too much blood at once.

Before he could take two steps, his thighs were drained of strength, and his body collapsed limply to the ground.

At the critical moment, Wen Yao and Zhao Lin quickly supported her from both sides.

"It's okay, Xu Xi. There are so many people in the hospital, there must be other people with type O blood. We'll go ask around, and if necessary, we can buy some. We'll definitely be able to gather enough blood to save your brother."

Zhao Lin gently carried her to the hospital bed and comforted her.

She turned her head and nodded at Qi Yu, who immediately understood and ran out of the ward.

At that moment, a familiar scent of violet perfume wafted into the girl's nose.

That delicate face, which always wore a smile, now had a clear line drawn on its cheek.

Those looked like tear stains.

Instinct compelled the girl to clench her teeth, but her body felt limp and could no longer support the burning anger of hatred within her.

Several slender, beautiful fingers were elegantly placed on her eyelids, gently pinching them downwards.

Her voice was charming and soft, with an irresistible allure.

Sleep well, white rose.

The owner of the voice turned around and spoke to the nurse.

"Take mine, I'm blood type O."

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