"Hey, Li Si, what kind of heartless thought is this? How can you suggest that Fei'er goes to donate? If the match turns out to be successful, won't Fei'er's body be completely exhausted?"
Zhang Meihua refused outright. If it were Li Si who was donating, she wouldn't object! But her precious daughter—who hasn't even been married or had children yet—how could she go and donate marrow for someone else? What if she couldn't recover afterward?
"Oh? So, Second Aunt, you do understand that it's harmful to the body, huh? Then why didn't you think about how harmful it would be for me earlier? And Grandma, Li Fei is also your granddaughter. If the match succeeds and we get the money, I hope you'll divide it just like you were planning earlier! As for my share of fifty thousand, I don't want it! After all, this money is bought with Li Fei's blood, and I couldn't bear to keep it! You can split it however you like!"
