Pretty girl and school grass live together

"I regret to inform you that your son's internal organs have begun to rot. The chance of a successful operation is zero, and he is more likely to die on the operating table on the spot. My personal suggestion is to let him live for a few more days before you take him back. let's go home."

The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue, Zhao Jingwen couldn't bear it and passed out.

Wen Zhiyuan said with a broken heart, "Doctor, please find a way to save him, I'm just such a son."

For primary malignant tumors of the heart, if the operation is performed in the early stage, the chance of success may be [-] out of [-]. In the late stage, there is no chance of success. When Camille and Wen Lunhua came for the examination, they were in the late stage, and the doctor naturally recognized them.

The doctor shook his head and left helplessly.

Camille was on the side, with a face like a dead person, and then she squatted in the corner, covering her face and crying sadly.

In the hospital, seeing that there were many people crying, everyone looked sympathetically at the crying girl in the corner.

Also in the ward, Yan Zhen's eyes were crying into peaches.

"Does your hand hurt?" After a long time, Camille came in and patted her shoulder gently and asked hoarsely.

Yan Zhen didn't lift her head, and looked at the boy's sleeping face tearfully.

When she first entered the hospital, Wen Zhiyuan and his wife forced the doctor to bandage her, and she was not allowed to refuse.

"The doctor said--"

"What did the doctor say?" Hearing this, Yan Zhen immediately raised her head and tightened her grip on Camille's clothes.

Camille's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked no better than Yan Zhen.

Her tears welled up, "It's too late."

"Did you hear it wrong? Maybe the doctor made a mistake in the examination?"

Camille shook her head.

Yan Zhen stubbornly said, "Call the doctors to check again? Like me, I often make mistakes. They must have made a mistake somewhere, right?"

Camille still shook his head and held her in his arms.

"They must be wrong, wrong, it must be like this."

She had endured too much, maybe it would be better to give her a good night's sleep, Camille pointed the needle in his hand at Yan Zhen's arm, and inserted it cruelly, Yan Zhen fell into a deep sleep in her arms.

Camille admits that she is a little selfish, so selfish that she wants her brother to be the first to see her when he wakes up and opens his eyes.

Holding Yan Zhen on the bed next door, she walked to Wen Lunhua's bedside and squatted down.Her slender hands touched his handsome outline, this face she had admired for more than ten years, she had never dared to be so close, she loved him more than herself, she never expected anything in return, as long as she loved him enough.

Camille's trembling lips and tears gently kissed the boy's lips.