Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 73

Arya knew that her child was gone and that it could not be alive. Jasper checked for her and there was indeed a baby who died that day.

"Arya?" Ryan called tentatively when he saw the person standing at the door.

Arya came back to her senses, pushed open the door, walked in, and said with a smile, "I heard from Caspar that you were sick. I came to see you."

Ryan opened his big round eyes and stared at Arya's face. "Who hit you?"

Arya was stunned and smiled soon. "This is only a bruise. No one hit me."

'Is that so? But why are there fingerprints? Ryan didn't understand. He reached out and touched her. "Does it hurt?"

Arya shook her head. "No."

Looking at Ryan's small face, Arya was quite touched.

She reached out and held Ryan's little face. "Ryan, you're so good. Are you still feeling unwell?"

At this time, Caspar had gone through the discharge procedures, pushed the door open and walked in. He heard what Arya said just now. "He needs a bone marrow transplant to be completely cured. What he is going through right now is a supplement and replace of the severely reduced and damaged hematopoietic stem cells.”

Arya turned to look at Caspar. She had never heard of this disease before. She didn't expect it to be so serious.

"The bone marrow type match is not easy to find, so he hasn't gone into the surgery," Caspar explained.

Arya nodded understandably.

"Caspar, can I go to Arya's house with her?" Ryan held Caspar's hand. "I miss her."

Caspar gave Ryan's hair a gentle stroke and read his mind. "You've only seen her a few times, and you miss her?"

Ryan lowered his head and remained silent.

Grandma always said that the reason why Caspar didn't have a girlfriend was because of him.

She said that he was an unwanted child and would not leave their house.

He didn't want to go back and implicate Caspar.

"Caspar, please send me to the orphanage.”

Hearing this, Caspar frowned. Ever since Helen died, his parents had been looking forward to him getting married early.

He had his own ideas and didn't want to get married so early. As a result, both the elders blamed Ryan for that.

They said that Ryan was holding him back.

sleeves and showed a burn scar on his

didn't dare to ask grandma to get it for him. He took a spoon

to protect him. He used his arm to block the boiling soup and

in return, Ryan wanted to help Caspar and not be a drag on him. "Do you know what does

they always blame

took his clothes. Arya stepped forward. "Let me carry him

and then nodded.

and

asked Arya to wait here and drove the car over by

doesn't Ryan want to go home?" Arya didn't know what happened between

eyes, his long eyelashes covering his dark and bright eyes. He said in a low voice, "Grandma said

pinched Ryan's nose."What do you

a

'Is there a difference?’

wrong?" Ryan looked at

than a child of

matter how good Caspar was to him, he lacked the love of his father and mother since he was young, and Caspar's

answered affirmatively,

was

about?" Caspar drove

feel like I have

strange emotion flashed through Caspar's eyes that Arya didn't

mild. "Come on

Caspar soon drove the car out. Arya looked at Caspar. "You must be

at her in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "It's all right. By the way, why didn't you come to me? I even arranged a job for you,

because I found a

rearview mirror and raised his eyebrows, seeing that she wanted to say

want to say that if you're busy, I

Caspar

was beyond

felt he still wanted Ryan to get close to her. However, his

and explained, "Last time I had an emergency, so I asked you to take care of him for me. After all, we are not so

was being rude.” Arya narrowed her eyes slightly,

she couldn't accept it. After all, she had nothing to do

and hugged him tighter, trying to give

Caspar did not talk, but Caspar occasionally observed Arya's expression from the rearview

30 minutes later, the car stopped

Ryan and got out

"Arya."

kissed him on the forehead. "Be a good boy and do

Ryan waved at her. "Goodbye,

waved back at him and smiled gently at him. "Goodbye,