The sound of torrential rain lashing against the hospital's canopy resembled countless shards of shattered glass being ground together. Lin Zhixia's fingers turned white as she clutched the critically ill notice, and amidst the rhythmic ticking of the monitor, she could hear her own teeth chattering. The sound of leather shoes crunching across puddles echoed from the end of the corridor. Lu Chenzhou appeared under the dim hallway lights holding a black umbrella, the hem of his dark trench coat soaked with large patches of water.
"The bone marrow match was successful." He shoved a file folder into her arms, his fingertips brushing against her ice-cold earlobes. "But it requires a signature from an immediate family member."
Lin Zhixia's nails dug into her palms. Seven years ago, when her mother remarried and took her younger sister away, her father had drowned the last trace of warmth in alcohol. At this moment, the entry for "Father" in her phone's contact list felt like a rusted nail, slicing open a healing wound with every press.
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