A few drops of bright red red blood cells flowed into mother's body. Looking at my mother's pale face, I saw a little blood. Listening to my mother's calm breathing, my hanging heart temporarily returned to its original place. ...

Mom fell asleep, and then I looked at the bright red blood bag, and my eyes were wet ... Look at the blood bag carefully again: the blood donor is JUNG WOO, male. I have an impulse to find zhengyu and see zhengyu at once. I, I, I almost knelt down to give thanks. ...

However, where can I find it in the vast sea of people? Holding a bright red blood bag, I can hear his healthy heartbeat. ...

Thank you, Zheng Yu, for prolonging my mother's life ... I poured out my gratitude again and again. ...

I'm going to donate blood, too I have to go! I persuaded my mother to let me donate blood. Mom promised to let me go when I was discharged from the hospital. Junyu, I can't repay you personally, but I can only repay this human truth with my little blood; Use my little blood to save those mothers who are in danger, I hope they have worked hard all their lives. ...

However, no matter what, no amount of blood and expensive drugs can keep my mother. Finally one day, my mother left me. ...

My sky is falling ... but I'm still very grateful to JUNG WOO. Her blood donation extended her mother's life. My mother left, and my desire to donate blood and the pain of losing my mother haunted me at the same time. ...

When my mother left home for half a month, I resolutely went to the blood station and learned about the mortgage of my mother's blood (because my brother has been donating blood for three years in a row, and blood is free for relatives). There is no great man in the eyes of relatives, nor has he felt the greatness of his brother. Maybe someone has the same mentality as me, thinking strongly and thanking my brother.

When I came to the blood station with a pale face (I haven't fully recovered from my grief) and asked where to donate blood, a doctor elder sister pointed it out to me.

Go in and fill out the relevant forms. Just as I was preparing for the physical examination, the careful doctor found that I was so weak and pale and asked with concern: Can you do it? What happened? I said: nothing, just want to donate blood! But my tears came out. The doctor went out. Soon, an elderly female doctor came in and gently brought me a cup of hot milk: "Son, your state is not suitable for blood donation. Do you want to say something? "

I told my reasons with tears in my eyes, and the old doctor's eyes were red: "Son, go back first!"! You are too weak now, come back when you are well, ok! You can give it once a year when you are in good health! Go, go back! "

I insisted again and again, but was gently pushed out by the old doctor: "Go back, your current state, the blood quality will not be good, come back when you are not weak, oh!"

I came out helplessly and happened to meet the doctor who showed me the way. In desperation, she stopped again: "So soon, are you ready?" I silently shook my head. My sister asked again, "What's the matter? You look pale and exhausted! "

I briefly explained the reasons for my rejection with tears in my eyes. The doctor's elder sister sent me to the door of the blood station in tears and called a taxi for me: "Go home, you will donate blood one day!" " Take care of yourself, repay Jiuquan's mother and the good people in the world! "

When I was rejected, I tasted the true feelings of the world. ...

It is said that it is a materialistic age, but I deeply understand that there are still true feelings in the world. ...

I pray that good people live a safe life. ...

I pray that the true feelings in the world will last forever. ...