Fu Cheng came to the hospital, and Tony had been waiting outside.

Seeing his car parked opposite, he walked over directly, opened the door and got in.

Fu Cheng said to the driver: "You get off first."

The driver nodded, got out of the car and left.

"Tell me honestly, is he allergic to any medicine?" As soon as he got in the car, Tony directly asked the passenger sitting in the passenger seat.

His eyes were sharp and he didn't have the relaxed smile he had in the past.

Fu Cheng looked at the hospital, but he didn't look at Tony. The calmness on his face was gone, and instead there was worry and weakness.

What's worrying is that he knows about Mr. Zhan's body, what's powerless is that he knows everything but can't change his decision.

Seeing Fu Cheng's look, Tony had an answer in his mind.

With a bang, he fell down on the seat, his hands falling on his face and covering his face.

Any surgery has risks, and anything that seems small may turn out to be a big problem.

Maybe for ordinary people, it's nothing, just a small donation or a small operation.

But nothing is absolute, and no one can guarantee the success or failure of anything.

Except God.

"Everything went well during the initial examination, both in terms of fitness and physical condition. However, after the donation, Mr. Zhan developed an allergy, and the doctor dealt with it according to past experience."

"After all, Mr. Zhan is not the only one who suffers from allergies in donors. However, after taking the medicine, Mr. Zhan's allergies were not relieved, but became more serious. The medicines he used not only failed to work, but destroyed his immune system."

"Mr. Zhan went to the emergency room and came out after more than ten hours of resuscitation."

Fu Cheng said these words calmly, as if he was stating something calmly.

A fact that has been obscured by time.

For years, this matter is insignificant, but for him, it is like yesterday.

vividly in mind

Fu Cheng's eyes gradually turned red: "During that donation, he stayed in the hospital for a whole month."

Tony pinched his temples with his hands, his eyes closed, and there was a heavy breath on his body.

And as Fu Cheng said these words, the weight was like a mountain pressing on the roof of the car, making the air in the car become thinner and making him unable to breathe.

He is a doctor, and he is very aware of the dangers of every operation. He is even more aware that some people's lives are taken away from them in a very small thing.

This is a small probability event, but it does exist and it does happen to some people.

But he never thought that such a thing would happen to Zhan Lianshi.

But now, when I think about it carefully, I suddenly feel that what happened to him is not unusual at all.

He himself is not healthy.

Some people are indestructible on the outside, but they are already scarred on the inside.

It's just that ordinary people can't see it.

His insides had long been scarred by ruthlessness. Some of these scars have healed, and some have not.

Some are fine on the outside but not on the inside.

Time is a good thing, it heals everything.

But a person is always injured from time to time, how long does it take to heal?

"When I learned that Han Zaixing's condition had relapsed, I knew that he would be the donor again. Han Zaixing's body constitution was special, and it was not easy to find suitable bone marrow for him in a short period of time."

"Only him."

"That year, the accident happened suddenly, but he survived. This time, he must feel that he can survive."

"After all, there are lessons learned."

"But even though everything is well prepared, I'm still afraid."

"Ever since Zhao Qiwei disappeared, I have always felt uneasy in my heart. This uneasiness made me afraid when the next thing happened."

"If it were before, I would have listened to him on everything, but now, I don't want to anymore."

"I'm afraid he'll die."

"Very scared."

Fu Cheng said these words slowly, and by the end, his voice became lower and lower, making it almost inaudible.

But Tony heard it.

He heard clearly.

Because what Fu Cheng said was also what he was thinking.

Wiping his face hard, he sat up straight, with red eyes, and looked at Fu Cheng: "Han Zaixing, can you delay further?"

Fu Cheng withdrew his gaze and looked ahead: "No."

His eyes were cold, extremely cold.

Because it seems that it has been settled, and at this juncture, there is no way out.

There is no choice.

He must be the donor.

Tony punched the car door with a bang, causing his joints to bleed instantly.

It was impossible for Han Zaixing not to save him.

They all say that things should be prioritized, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and choose the lesser of two evils. Businessmen understand these points even more.

Therefore, he always makes decisions decisively and neatly, without any delay.

No one can control it.

"I*!"

Tony swore uncontrollably, and then hit the door with his fist again, making a loud bang.

Compared with Han Zaixing, he still has a chance.

And Han Zaixing had no chance at all.

Even he knew how to make this choice.

But, it’s so damn frustrating!

It's like there is a stone in my heart and I want to hammer it to pieces.

The two stayed in the car for nearly an hour. After feeling calm, they got out of the car and went to the hospital.

They went to Zhan Lianshi's ward, but Zhan Lianshi was doing an examination. By the time all the examinations were completed and they saw Zhan Lian, it was already approaching night.

They stayed in the ward for more than an hour.

After they came out, it was dark outside, and Zhan Lianshi entered the operating room to donate bone marrow.

Tony and Fu Cheng stood guard outside, including Zhan Nanhong.

Fu Cheng and Tony discussed what medicine was needed and what happened during the last donation.

But Zhan Nanhong was not informed about this matter.

There are some things that you didn’t know before, and you don’t need to know them later.

For Zhan Lianshi, this was not something worth showing off, nor was it a big deal. He just did what he should do.

Just like his job, he just made a decision that should be made.

That's all.

Tony clenched his hands and looked at the bright light of the operating room, his heart beating hard.

Tell the doctor what medicine is needed, what medicine cannot be used, Zhan Lianshi's previous medical history, and all the circumstances without any reservation.

The purpose is to ensure that accidents do not occur.

But even if all these preparations were made, and all foreseeable situations had been anticipated and prepared, he still felt uneasy.

Just like Fu Cheng said.

Fear.

That kind of fear of the unknown and being unable to control it can swallow up all reason and calmness.

Zhan Nanhong stood beside the two of them. He didn't know how Tony and Fu Cheng were feeling, but maybe it was because Zhan Lian made the donation as soon as he recovered. This alone made his heart tense and he couldn't let go.

The corridor is silent and the lights are silent. It is a small donation, but there is a strong solemnity here.

It seems that this is a matter of life and death.

Several cars stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and the people in the cars got out and walked directly into the hospital.

They went to the dean's office and waited inside.

Waiting for the adapted bone marrow.

Once the bone marrow comes out, they will immediately send it to Han Zaixing.

There won't be a moment's delay.

The pace of time keeps moving, and the coolness is getting stronger.
Chapter completed!