When Ji Ruoyu asked this question, Lu Qingfan stopped moving in his hands and looked up at the woman sitting across the table.

The expression on his face didn't change much. He knew that his woman had never had much interest in his work. Thinking of the conversation he heard among the nurses that day, he also thought of Ji Ruoyu's bad mood.

, she and Yan Chen have always had a good relationship.

It was even so good that he felt a little jealous, so he knew almost instantly why she asked this.

"What do you want to know? Surgery risks or prognosis?" Lu Qingfan did not ask directly, but just followed her words.

Ji Ruoyu tapped his fork lightly on the plate, "Let's talk about it, whether it's the risk, the prognosis, or the survival rate, let's talk about it."

Lu Qingfan nodded slightly, "The current liver transplant surgery has relatively low risks, but general complications still exist. The most common ones are bile leakage, infection and bleeding, but they are all

It is a treatable complication, so liver transplantation is still the best way out for patients with advanced liver disease. But if you really want to do this surgery, I suggest not to do it in China."

Ji Ruoyu nodded thoughtfully after hearing his words, but said nothing more until Lu Qingfan's next words came to her ears, "If you are worried that Yan Chen's condition is not suitable for long-distance travel,

If I travel abroad, I can perform the operation if a suitable donor is found. I have assisted and observed Amy's three liver transplant operations as an assistant, and I have successfully performed two operations myself."

When Ji Ruoyu heard what Lu Qingfan said, she couldn't hold the fork steady in her hand. When it hit the plate, she raised her head and looked at Lu Qingfan, with a somewhat panicked expression in her eyes.

He... came to perform the surgery? Ji Ruoyu didn't even dare to think about such a scene. If she really planned to do something that she thought was shocking, she couldn't imagine the scene at that time.

Fortunately, the candlelight was dim and Lu Qingfan did not see the emotion in her eyes. He only noticed that the woman opposite him suddenly fell silent, thinking that she felt a little embarrassed, after all, he had revealed the truth like this.

Lu Qingfan pursed his lips slightly and said, "His condition is not good, I know."

If possible, she didn't want Lu Qingfan to know her inner plan, so even if she wanted to tell him about her relationship with Yan Chen, it was impossible for now.

Lu Qingfan was too smart. He was asking about the liver transplant surgery. If he revealed his relationship with Yan Chen now, he would probably be able to guess immediately why she asked about the surgery.

Ji Ruoyu has never felt so uncomfortable. It feels really bad to keep things in your heart, especially when you are facing a man who is willing to pour out your heart and soul. It feels even worse. Obviously

What I want most is for him to share some of the burden for me, but right now, there is no way.

A Christmas Eve was ruined like this, and Ji Ruoyu was always a little depressed.

On the other side, Yan Chen was sleepless all night, his eyes always staring at the Christmas tree on the cabinet, as if he was so tired and tired that he didn't know where he was for a moment. When he closed his eyes, it was her face, so he might as well open his eyes.

Look at the lights on the Christmas tree.

Liang Xun and Zhou Zhuang discussed the treatment plan carefully, but decided to wait for Yan Chen's condition to improve slightly before moving abroad immediately.

"The top priority is transplant surgery. After all, during the period when the decompensation period has just entered, the prognosis of surgery is very good. If we wait until all functions of the body have collapsed and then perform surgery, the effect will not be that good."

It's over." Liang Xun said to Zhouzhuang. Seeing the sad look on Zhouzhuang's face, he comforted him softly, "Don't worry so much, there will always be a way."

But how could he not be worried? The person lying on the hospital bed was his son, who was about to die before he could make up for anything.

She could even tell how hopeless Yan Chen was, especially when she got the soft affirmative syllable from Yan Chen's mouth when she asked, "Do you not want to live anymore?"

Only then did Zhouzhuang feel how far away he was.

"How could he not be worried? His father is old and not in good health. His blood type and mine are different." Zhou Zhuang frowned, "If he can't find a donor... how long can he delay? He just has a different blood type."

Twenty-six years old!”

"Don't worry, the liver is an immune-privileged organ, and its matching requirements are much lower than those of kidneys and bone marrow, so the hope is not that slim."

Liang Xun said this, giving Zhouzhuang some hope. She looked at Liang Xun, "Really? Can you find a donor? If you can find a donor, I... can also pay, the amount

It’s all easy to discuss!”

It's just that information about donors must be kept confidential from the patient's family until the decision is made to donate. This is also to protect the donor's information from harassment by the patient's family.

Liang Xun comforted Zhouzhuang a few more words. Zhouzhuang glanced at Xuan Qingran, who was sitting next to Liang Xun's desk, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Xuan, Chenchen, please take care of me. If you have anything to do with me,

Just call me if you need it, and I'll contact the transfer hospital during this time, and then I'll think of a solution, and I'll stay at the Tongcheng Hotel."

Zhouzhuang said, and handed his business card to Xuan Qingran. Xuan Qingran took the piece of cardboard and saw her name - Zhouzhuang - written in gold-plated italics on the pearly white paper.

The suffix at the end is chairman, and the suffix at the front is the name of the large foreign trade company operated by Zhouzhuang.

I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart. She looked very wealthy, but what was the use of making so much money? Yan Chen... was about to die.

Zhou Zhuang left Liang Xun's office quickly, while Xuan Qingran sat there all the time, watching Zhou Zhuang leave.

She did not leave Liang Xun's office and remained silent until Liang Xun asked her, "Xiao Xuan, do you have anything else to ask?"

After these days, Liang Xun also knew how much this girl cared about Yan Chen. She took care of everything big and small, and Liang Xun thought that maybe Yan Chen just didn't say anything.

As long as Xuan Qingran is by his side, he will feel better, right? Otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago if he was so ill and didn't have anyone by his side.

Then Liang Xun saw Xuan Qingran raise her eyes to look at him. She pursed her lips gently, as if struggling, and then her eyes finally became completely firm. She asked softly, "Doctor Liang,

If I have the same blood type as him, what are the chances of a successful match...?"
Chapter completed!