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In the hospital ward, Zhao Yu sat on the edge of the bed and kept holding Jiang Chuyin's hand. Only when the warm temperature in the palm touched the cold fingertips of the man could he feel a moment of security. Jiang Chuyin wore a nasal oxygen mask on his face. Even so, every breath he takes seems to be unable to breathe to the bottom. There is a slight smile in his beautiful phoenix eyes, but his fatigue cannot be concealed. The color of his lips is light purple. Even when he is seriously ill, this person is reserved and noble. , his voice was low and panting;

"Don't be afraid..."

Just two words made Zhao Yu's eyes warm, he lowered his head slightly to cover the tears in his eyes;

"Well, I'm not afraid. With Director Lu here, this donor has a high degree of match with your type, so why should I be afraid?"

I don't know if this sentence is comforting himself or Jiang Chuyin, the time is already very late, even though Zhao Yu still has too much to say to this person, he must be put to sleep;

"It's very late, you should sleep well, you will have an operation tomorrow morning, and you must keep your spirits up."

Jiang Chuyin closed her eyes for a moment, and finally sighed, and lightly stroked this man's sadness with her ice-white fingertips;

"Little Mushroom, I can't bear to sleep."

Zhao Yu's tears filled his eyes in an instant, he turned his head and immediately wiped them away with the back of his hand;

"It's not life and death. Don't say such things."

The person on the bed didn't have reluctance and fear in his eyes. He thought he had done everything he needed to do and arranged everything he needed to do during this period of time, but it was only when he was about to go to the operating table that he found out that there were more things to do. He didn't prepare enough, he didn't know if he could get off the operating table this time, if he couldn't make it, then the time he spent with Zhao Yu was already counting down, but he didn't want to add to the sadness, so he smiled;

"it is good."

His spirit was gradually unbearable, and when his consciousness was about to fall into darkness, he squeezed Zhao Yu's hand slightly, and his lips moved slightly, and Zhao Yu immediately moved closer to listen, a low and gentle voice echoed in his ears. edge ringing;

"Meeting is already...signed up, meeting you... I have no regrets..."

A drop of tear fell on the white bed sheet. Zhao Yu closed his eyes and burst into tears. He knew that this person was telling him that even if he really didn't make it through, he would have no regrets. What he said was true. Because a few days ago he didn't go to the place that took him to many places, and he didn't stay with him all the time before, he wanted to ease his heart.

Jiang Chuyin reluctantly raised his hand, his cold fingers brushed across Zhao Yu's cheeks, helping him wipe away his tears, his eyes were always smiling;

"Okay, go to bed, I think my luck has always been pretty good."

This night, Zhao Yu hardly closed his eyes. Jiang Chuyin didn't like to close the curtains when he slept at night. He looked at the full moon outside through the window and realized that today is the fifteenth day, a day of reunion. Moonlight kept looking at the person on the bed, trying not to think wildly, and sat like that until dawn.

Qin Mo and Song Jing also woke up very early the next morning. Heart transplantation is a major operation, and they always have to go to the hospital to have a look;

"Take it easy, we'll go again when it's better, Mr. Jiang should not be in the operating room by this time."

Song Jing helped the man whose face was pale when he got up. He slept too late last night and got up too early today. Qin Mo's body began to rebel. The black mist in front of him didn't fade away for a long time. On Song Jing's body, let the people around him rub his heart;

"It's better, let's get up."

It was after six o'clock to start the preoperative preparations. Qin Mo and Song Jing came over in a hurry and hadn't eaten breakfast. There was a blue shadow in the bottom of the mushroom's eyes, without thinking about it, he knew that he must have not slept well yesterday, watching Qin Mo and the two get up and say hello;

"President Qin is here? Sit down quickly."

Qin Mo naturally knew that they had a lot to say at this time, so he just said hello to Jiang Chuyin;

"I'm going to see the doctor, and I'll be here in a while."

Song Jing went out with him, and the atmosphere in the ward was actually a bit uncomfortable for him. He knew Jiang Chuyin's reluctance, and also understood Zhao Yu's fear at the moment, so he held the arm of the other person tightly, Qin Mo knew In his mind, he raised his hand and patted his hand;

"It will be fine, let's go to see Dr. Lu."

"Do you know this Dr. Lu?"

Song Jing asked curiously;

"Lu Yueming is Wu Run's senior brother. The two teachers came from the same school, but they are a little older. Wu Run will come over soon to help Dr. Lu."

The chief surgeon and the first assistant generally have an extremely tacit understanding. A large-scale surgical operation such as a heart transplant is not completed by the chief surgeon alone. The most important thing to show is teamwork.

As soon as the two mentioned Wu Run, they saw that man and Lu Yueming coming out of the office. They were wearing white coats. It was obvious that they had not just arrived. The first time Wu Run saw Qin Mo, he knew that this man had stayed up all night, but now it is not about this. When the incident happened, Qin Mo and Lu Yueming met once, and they nodded and said hello. Lu Yueming then turned and went to the ward. Qin Mo looked at Wu Run and asked;

"What is the success rate of this operation?"

They didn't mention the success rate in front of Jiang Chuyin before, Wu Run pointed to the back of his senior brother in front;

"Ordinary surgeons can do 60% to 70% of the time. If my senior brother performs the surgery, it will be more than 80%. The success rate is still quite high, but the success of heart transplantation is only the beginning, and the later rejection is also a big hurdle. So you have to take good care of your heart, and don't regret it when it's irreparable, you haven't come for this month's physical examination yet."

A doctor is a doctor, and in just a few words, the topic was brought back to Qin Mo. Qin Mo was used to his operations, but Song Jing didn't scare him;

"We will go there on Monday, I must watch him pay attention to rest."

Hearing such a guarantee, Dr. Wu went to the ward swaggeringly. On the way, he couldn't help feeling that it was different for this boss to have a family member. In the past, he could urge Qin Mo 800 times just for the physical examination, but now he is not needed. Don't worry, I guarantee that someone will escort him over when the time comes.

The preoperative examinations were carried out one by one, Jiang Chuyin had already changed into the surgical gown, the bed was pushed out of the ward, and Zhao Yu held his hand all the way;

"I'll wait for you to come out well, you must not give up."

Jiang Chuyin had already put on the oxygen mask on his face, and he nodded slightly;

"it is good..."

Qin Mo and Song Jing watched Jiang Chuyin being pushed into the operating room, Zhao Yu's eyes were still glued to the closed door, Qin Mo had not eaten in the morning and had faint symptoms of hypoglycemia, and sat down with his arms propped up on a chair;

"Xiao Jing, go buy me some breakfast."

Song Jing suddenly came back to her senses and saw his pale face, secretly cursing herself for being careless;

"I'll ask the nurse for some glucose first."

Qin Mo's heart is not good, and he has some anemia. The symptoms of hypoglycemia attack quickly. The palpitation symptoms caused by hypoglycemia can easily lead to heart discomfort. Zhao Yu also turned around immediately. He can see it after taking care of Jiang Chuyin for a long time Qin Mo's health is not good, the problem may still lie in his heart;

"Mr. Qin, go to the ward to rest for a while? I'm going to ask for glucose. Mr. Zhao, you can accompany Mr. Qin."

Qin Mo didn't go to the ward. Zhao Yu came over with some glucose. He drank one for a few minutes before feeling flustered and trembling. It was too early, so he called his assistant to deliver breakfast. Jing can only go down by herself;

"Mr. Zhao, please take a look at Qin Mo. I'll go buy breakfast and be back soon."

Zhao Yu nodded immediately. He was really grateful to Qin Mo for this matter. He knew that Jiang Chuyin's condition would not last long. The body can no longer bear the burden of surgery, there is really a dead end there.

Qin Mo looked at him and smiled;

"You sit down too. Just now Wu Run said that the operation will take six or seven hours."

Zhao Yong is very confused now, he just sits down mechanically;

"Do you have a bad heart?"

Qin Mo nodded, and spoke softly;

"Well, I am somewhat similar to Mr. Jiang. I also have a congenital heart disease. I had an operation years ago. When I met him for the first time, I thought it was a coincidence. The last time I saw him was more than three years ago, but At that time, his condition was fine, but he did not expect such a big change in the past two years."

He still remembers the last time he met Jiang Chuyin. He was also born with a heart problem. Apart from the shopping malls, they had a few more things to talk about. Although Jiang Chuyin's heart problem was more serious than his that time A little bit, but it's not only three years to reach the current point, he was also a little shocked when we met in the temple last time, but it's not easy to ask such a question, so he didn't say anything else.

But he didn't expect Zhao Yong's face to turn pale when he heard his words, and his expression was actually a little depressed;

"Blame me. If he hadn't helped me block a shot a year ago, his heart condition wouldn't have deteriorated sharply."

Song Jing heard this sentence just after she came back, and she was a little shocked. Did he hear it right?Block the gun?

Even Qin Mo looked over. Song Jing bought breakfast for both of them. Knowing that such a matter involved privacy, he didn't ask any more questions. Qin Mo drank some hot milk, ate half a potato pancake and a piece of Plum Blossom Cake is no longer needed, Zhao Yu just drank some milk and couldn't eat it.

Zhao Yong sat on a bench beside him, not sure if he was talking to the two of them or talking to himself;

"I wasted a lot of time. I had more time to spend with him, but it was wasted. He is more delicate and picky than anyone else, but when it really comes to a critical moment, he But I can bear it better than anyone else, I actually believed his words before, and I really felt that even if his body couldn’t be the same as ordinary people, at least it wouldn’t have much influence.”

He had a wry smile on his face, laughing at how stupid he was back then, and even hated himself for being too late for Jiang Chuyin, for wasting so much time with him for nothing, a tear rolled down the corner of his eye, Song Jing looked at Jiang Chuyin His face touched his heart, he understood how it felt, back then he was waiting outside Qin Mo's operating room, replaying their past over and over again in his mind, regretting that he wasted too much time back then, afraid of Qin Mo I really didn't make it through, and I was afraid that they would never have a future.

At noon, Qin Mo couldn't hold on anymore, and was still supported by Song Jing to the ward, leaning on the sterilized escort bed, Qin Mo squeezed Song Jing's hand, as if coaxing Xiao Chengzi normally Britain;

"What's the matter? I've been depressed since just now."

Song Jing suddenly got up and hugged him;

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional when I saw Zhao Yu's appearance. I was as scared as him before. Fortunately, you survived. Now I don't dare to recall how I felt when I was waiting at the door of your operating room. Next Monday I will Accompany you to the hospital, have a good checkup, you must take good care of your health, don't worry about the rest."

This time, Jiang Chuyin's incident sounded like a wake-up call on his head. Qin Mo, like him, has a congenital heart disease. Although he has undergone surgery and he has improved a lot, no one can say anything about the heart problem. What's more, Wu Run also said that Qin Mo would not be able to return to normal even after undergoing an operation. There are many things in life that need to be paid attention to. He can't be careless. What would happen to him if he underwent a heart transplant?

Qin Mo held his arm and smiled speechlessly;

"Have you been frightened these two days? In fact, when I met Jiang Chuyin three years ago, he was in good condition. If he hadn't been injured last year like Zhao Yu said, he would definitely not be where he is now. , don't think about it."

In fact, he has felt the change of Song Jing's mood since yesterday, and he also understands how he felt when he first saw a patient with advanced heart failure who needed a transplant.

Song Jing raised her head, her expression was very serious;

"There will be a lot of things after the year. I haven't dealt with the matter of donating to the foundation that helps heart patients last time. I will start to do it after my follow-up visit with you on Monday."

He never believed in cause and effect before, but now he prefers to believe that doing good deeds can accumulate virtue. Perhaps Jiang Chuyin met a suitable donor at this time because they accumulated virtue to help others. Qin Mo can guess his thoughts A little bit, although he usually doesn't believe in it too much, but at least there is no harm in it. Public welfare is done everywhere, and it is right to help some heart patients as much as possible, not to mention that doing so may make Song Jing feel more at ease.

"Okay, you can do it as you see fit, but let's start this foundation in the name of Xiaochengzi."

Song Jing nodded and smiled;

"Okay, let's start with the name of Little Thing. He will surely grow up safely and healthily."

The door of the operating room finally opened six and a half hours later, and Zhao Yu immediately went up to meet him. He didn't even dare to look at the person on the bed, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Qin Mo and Song Jing also stepped forward immediately;

"How about surgery?"

The author says:

Mr. Jiang's surgery frightened Song Gou;

Hurry up and do good deeds, and take good care of Mr. Qin;

Don't let him fuck at all;

Encounter is signed;

Knock Mr. Jiang and Mr. Zhao mushroom, let's go to the next door