A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

The two hours of anxious waiting outside felt like an even longer time inside the hospital.

Heart disease is no trivial matter; a series of meticulous examinations are required to diagnose the underlying cause and provide appropriate treatment.

Nie Qianqian helped Wei Susu complete the tests one by one.

First, an electrocardiogram (ECG) was performed. The irregular sawtooth waves and significantly depressed ST segments on the screen clearly confirmed the diagnosis of severe myocardial ischemia. Then, a coronary CTA was performed. After the special contrast agent flowed through the heart with the blood, the three-dimensional image instantly showed that multiple coronary arteries were covered with atherosclerotic plaques. The stenosis of the left main coronary artery was as high as 85%, and blood flow was almost stopped. Subsequent myocardial perfusion imaging further clarified that the myocardium in the ischemic area had begun to show signs of necrosis.

After a series of progressive examinations, Wei Susu was finally diagnosed with severe coronary heart disease, which could only be cured through coronary artery bypass surgery.

Coronary heart disease can easily lead to heart failure. Extreme emotional fluctuations are the worst thing to do, as they can even be life-threatening on the spot. It is absolutely not something to delay.

In addition, based on Nie Qianqian's diagnosis and the information she had previously learned, Wei Susu also suffers from severe depression. With these two serious illnesses combined, her overall physical function has declined significantly, and symptoms of heart failure have already appeared.

Even in modern times, the success rate of heart bypass surgery is not low. However, Nie Qianqian is all alone now, and facing Wei Susu's frail physique, she is not entirely confident that she can ensure the success of the surgery.

After the examination was completed, Nie Qianqian took Wei Susu out of the hospital space.

Not long after, Wei Susu slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Doctor Qian sitting silently by the bedside. There were only the two of them in the room. She forced herself to sit up and gave Doctor Qian a smile. "Doctor, is there no cure for my illness?"

Doctor Qian did not answer directly. Instead, he looked up at her and asked softly, "Deep down, do you hope it can be saved, or do you hope it cannot?"

Wei Susu was taken aback by his words, completely puzzled as to why Doctor Qian would ask such a question.

Dr. Qian continued, "You suffer from a serious heart condition that requires surgery to treat. You also have depression and even somatization symptoms, which are affecting your physical condition and will greatly hinder your treatment and recovery."

Upon hearing this, Wei Susu sighed softly.

How could she not know that depression affects the body, but mental illness is hard to cure?

Doctor Qian's voice remained calm and composed as he continued slowly, "I don't know what kind of sorrow you're carrying in your heart, so naturally I have no right to advise you to let go. You must know that it's never responsible to say 'I'm okay' without understanding the pain of others. If you want to truly recover, your own will to live is of paramount importance, which is why I asked you that question first."

Upon hearing these words, Wei Susu was stunned, and an indescribable warm feeling welled up in her heart.

It's a feeling of being respected.

In the past, people always advised her that although her daughter had been separated from her, her family was now harmonious, her husband was successful in his career, he was very considerate to her, and she had two outstanding children. She really shouldn't be so pessimistic.

Little did they know that her daughter, whom she had carried for ten months and was bound to by blood, was a precious little bundle of flesh that she cherished and protected. Now, her life was uncertain and her whereabouts unknown. Her heart had been shattered into countless pieces, and the pain was beyond words.

She composed herself and confessed, "I lost the most important thing in my life, and I have an unbearable pain in my heart. Actually, I don't expect you to say 'you can save me.' Sometimes I even feel that just going on like this would be a relief for me."

Nie Qianqian didn't press her about what exactly she had lost, but calmly asked, "Did you try to look for it?"

Wei Susu nodded, her disappointment barely concealed: "I've been searching for many years, but there's still no result."

Nie Qianqian asked again, "Do you think you'll never find another one like this in your entire life?"

Wei Susu's emotions suddenly surged, her voice trembling but firm: "No! We will definitely find it! One day in the future, we will definitely find it! It's just... I'm afraid I won't live to see that day."

Looking at the unwavering determination in her eyes, Doctor Qian slowly said, "Why can't you wait? Why don't you want to wait until that day? Leaving early with this pain is one choice; persevering with this pain, even if you don't get what you want in the end, is also one choice."

"If you want to choose the second option, I will do my best to help you."

These words struck Wei Susu like a thunderbolt, sending a shiver down her spine and jolting her heart.

Yes, why can't she endure this heart-wrenching pain and keep going for her daughter's sake?

Even if she has to carry this pain through her life, even if she ultimately gains nothing, at least she tried and waited, which is better than leaving with endless regrets.

Nie Qianqian continued, "Of course, all of this is a personal choice, and there is no right or wrong."

It's about choice, not right or wrong... Wei Susu murmured, repeating herself.

Just then, Director Zhang's voice rang out from outside the door: "Dr. Qian, have you finished your treatment?"

The crowd waited outside for a long time and urged Director Zhang to come and inquire about the situation several times. At first, he was afraid of disturbing Doctor Qian's consultation and did not dare to step forward rashly. Seeing that it was almost noon, he could not resist the urging of the crowd and finally stepped forward quietly to inquire.

Upon hearing this, Nie Qianqian got up and opened the door, and the Jiang family members who were waiting outside immediately rushed in anxiously.

Jiang Lingyang took the lead, quickly running to Wei Susu's bedside. After carefully confirming that she was safe and sound, he breathed a deep sigh of relief and then turned to look at Doctor Qian.

"Doctor Qian, my wife's illness... is there any way to alleviate it?" From these words, it can be seen that he did not expect his wife's illness to be completely cured, but only hoped that she could live a little longer.

Nie Qianqian had been working non-stop in the hospital all day, and her mental and physical energy were greatly depleted. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand up. She subconsciously held onto the edge of the table next to her and slowly sat down.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Muxin didn't understand and thought she was deliberately putting on airs and acting pretentious.

Nie Qianqian composed herself, cleared her throat, and said in a deep voice:

“Her illness requires surgery, a specialized heart surgery, and I am not entirely confident. If the surgery fails, she will die on the spot; if she does not have surgery, given her current condition, she may have about a year to live. Only surgery can completely cure her, but there are risks involved, and we need to make a careful decision.”

The unfamiliar term "operation" left everyone present astonished.

They could roughly guess that this was a dangerous method similar to that used by military doctors to cut open the flesh of wounded soldiers to treat their injuries, and that one careless move could cost them their lives.

Jiang Lingyang's face turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Dr. Qian... how confident are you?"

Nie Qianqian pondered for a moment: "Sixty percent."

A 60% chance of success means there's a 40% chance Wei Susu will die on the spot, but also a 60% chance of pulling her back from the brink of death.

Faced with this choice between life and death, Jiang Lingyang was speechless for a moment, his face solemn, and he dared not make a decision easily.

In the midst of this stagnant atmosphere, a voice suddenly rang out, "Hmph, just the rhetoric of a charlatan!"