Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1184

“Yeah, my teachers told me that reading a lot of books will increase my knowledge,” Zephir explained
with a smile. Naomi stared at him and felt a little sad for him. ‘He’s an 11-year-old boy who’s still thinking
about reading and studying even when he’s hospitalized.’

Anthony pushed open the door of the ward but stood at the door and did not come in. Thus, Naomi put
down the book, got up, and exited the ward. “Dad.”

Anthony lowered his gaze. “What did the doctor say?”

“The doctor asked me to try again, but they’ll be performing a bone marrow

aspiration this time around,” Naomi replied. Anthony’s expression looked profound. “ But this method will
be very harsh on you. Nelly, you can always give up the idea if you don’t want to do it. I don’t want to see
you suffer.”

Naomi took a glance into the ward, and the boy in the ward exchanged gazes with her.

Two days later…

Daisie stood under a huge tree beside the school’s field. She wanted to return the toy to Zephir, but she
did not see him.

She scratched her ears and cheeks. “This is strange. Did he forget about this?”

“Little angel!” A boy ran toward her, stopped in front of her, and panted. “Little angel, you don’t have to
wait for Zephir anymore. He has fallen sick and has been hospitalized. He is currently on a medical



leave of absence.

Daisie was startled. “He’s sick and has been hospitalized?”

She remembered that Zephir had told her he was sick when they first met, so she handed the boy that
came to her the toy in her hand. “Then can you please help me return this to him? My mom said I
shouldn’t keep the toys he gives me. And please tell him that I’ll also lend him some toys when I get new
ones.” The boy took the bubble machine from Daisie. ‘Zephir actually bought such a childish toy for this
girl? My younger sister is five this year, and she doesn’t even play with bubble machines anymore.
Shouldn’t he be giving away a doll or something else?

‘However, is this girl still playing with dolls

at this age?’



Naomi underwent a bone marrow aspiration to collect her hematopoietic stem cells. The procedure was
so painful that she could not get out of bed for two days. She would even wake up in pain at night.
Anthony was there with her throughout the whole process. His eyes were bloodshot upon seeing his
daughter suffer from such severe pain, and it felt like his heart was bleeding from the inside.

Dr. Leonardsson walked in from outside.” Congratulations, the success rate has reached 50%.” Anthony
did not say anything. How could anyone expect him to give off even a faint smile when his daughter was
undergoing something so uncomfortable? Naomi slowly opened her eyes and asked feebly, “Then can
the boy undergo the surgery already?” Dr. Leonardsson replied, “The surgical transplantation can be
done in another three days.” “That’s good news.” Naomi endured the discomfort and glanced at her
father, who was worried about her. “Dad, it’s not as painful as you think it is. At least it’s not as harsh as
chemotherapy, and it’ll be over after a while.”



The pain that someone undergoing intrathecal chemotherapy is far more intense than the pain that I’m
enduring now.’

Thinking that an 11-year-old child could endure such a level of pain, Naomi certainly did not feel any
pain. Anthony forced a smile. “You should rest. The doctor mentioned that you’ll recover in about two
days.”

She nodded.

Anthony walked out of the ward, and Patricia just happened to come over. She looked at him, and her
lips moved slightly.” How’s Nelly doing?”

“She’s fine,” Anthony replied indifferently.

When he was passing by her, Patricia turned around and looked at him. “Anton, thank you.”

Anthony did not even look back. “You shouldn’t thank me, but Nelly instead.”

Patricia pursed her lips and entered Naomi’s ward. Dr. Leonardsson nodded at her, gave off a smile, and
then went out.

She walked up to the bedside. “Nelly, I… Thank you very much, thank you for saving Zeph.”

Naomi stared at the ceiling and asked slowly, “He’s an extremely gentle child, isn’t he?”

Patricia paused and did not say anything.

Naomi smiled. “Dad has done a lot of charity on my behalf while I was in a coma. So, I regard this as an
opportunity to help someone else.”






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