Mo Boyuan left the tent, he walked not far away to smoke.
Actually, Mo Boyuan did not usually smoke, he only did so on a few occasions.
As he smoked, he flipped through his phone message, as expected, there was no reply.
He sighed and a helpless smile appeared on his lips.
…
Early in the morning.
Jiang Tingxu was still asleep, the phone under her pillow vibrated rapidly.
“Hello?”
“Dr. Jiang, Bai Shiyou’s condition has worsened, he needs to undergo surgery immediately. Director Gong wants us to go to the hospital soonest possible.”
His condition had worsened?
Jiang Tingxu suddenly came to her senses:
“How can that be?”
Bai Shiyou’s condition looked very good when he went to the hospital yesterday?
He even greeted her with a smile.
Why did he suddenly…
“Dr. Jiang, hurry up. I’ll wait for you downstairs and call a taxi.”
Jiang Tingxu didn’t dare to slow down, she got off the bed and went straight to the bathroom, she washed her face with cold water and brushed her teeth quickly, she didn’t even have time to comb her hair before she rushed out of the door with her bag and went downstairs.
Jiang Tingxu had just left the hotel lobby when Guan Xiaodong got into a taxi:
“Dr. Jiang, quick, this way.”
After Jiang Tingxu got into the car, it started moving quickly.
It took about three minutes to arrive.
After the two of them got out of the car, they ran all the way to the operating theater.
“Director Gong.”
“Hurry up, wash your hands and change your clothes.” After Director Gong said that, he went to instruct the patient’s family.
“The patient’s condition is very bad, as the organ of the donor can only be taken out tomorrow, the scheduled surgery is supposed to be the day after tomorrow.
“But now, no one expected his condition to suddenly deteriorate, Bai Shiyou’s heart has long been deteriorated, without a donor, the success rate of this rescue surgery is only about 10%.
“If you agree to the rescue, please sign the form.”
The family members were all stunned:
“Only 10%?”
Director Gong’s face was also very solemn:
“Yes.”
10% was only the official figure, based on director Gong’s experience over the years, the figure might have to be reduced by half.
The situation was indeed terrible, even if they managed to save him, if they were lucky, they could delay until the scheduled time for the heart transplant surgery the day after tomorrow. However, if they were unlucky, it was very likely that he couldn’t even leave the operating table.
Right now, it was actually just a gamble.
“Doctor, please save my father, please save Him!”
Director Gong pulled him back. “Don’t worry, we will do our best to save the patient, please sign the form, the patient’s condition can’t wait.”
“Okay, I’ll sign it. I’ll sign it, please, save him.”
After the family member signed the form, the nurse took away the consent form for surgery, director Gong entered the operating theater again.
There were quite a few experts in the operating theater now. Director Gong was the chief surgeon, and the rest of them acted as assistants, after Jiang Tingxu and Guan Xiaodong changed into their scrubs, they stood aside and waited.
“Time.”
“8:05.”
Bai Shiyou was still relatively conscious, he stretched out his hand several times, wanting to hold director Gong back.
Director Gong naturally noticed it as well, he held Bai Shiyou’s hand:
“What’s Wrong?”
Bai Shiyou kept opening his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn’t make any sound with the oxygen mask on, Director Gong moved closer and closer, and finally heard what Bai Shiyou was talking about.
“Director… Director Gong, I… won’t do… won’t do the surgery, just let me… let me go like this.”
Bai Shiyou knew very well that his body had reached its limit.
If he had a donor, he might still have some hope.
But now, he really didn’t have any hope.
Sometimes, the patient really knew his body’s condition better than his family members or doctors.
He really couldn’t hold on anymore!
