The housekeeper wanted to put him on a ventilator, but he refused.
"My surname is Luo, and my name is Luo Cheng."
He forced out a smile with difficulty, looked at Su Jian, and said enviously, "Miss Su, you are so young!"
"Thank you!" Su Jian nodded politely.
"You two must be wondering how I know you, right?"
In fact, Su Jian had already guessed that she had special powers, and she could see things that others couldn't see.
"Is it introduced by Boss Guo from Yunnan?"
Luo Cheng was stunned, then smiled miserably and said, "Miss Su is really a smart person."
"Your situation is different from Miss Guo. With all due respect to Mr. Luo, even if you undergo heart bypass surgery, your life span can only be extended by one or two years."
Luo Cheng smiled painfully, and the old housekeeper on the side looked at Su Jian accusingly. Even a genius doctor couldn't be so direct, right?
"Good advice is hard to hear, Miss Su, thank you for your candor."
He looked at Fang Yong eagerly, "What if, what if someone is willing to provide a heart? How long can I live?"
Heart transplant surgery requires strict matching between the donor and the patient, otherwise postoperative rejection will be enough to cause the operation to fail.
Such surgery can indeed allow patients to survive for more than ten years, but where can they find suitable organ donors?
Luo Cheng was already tired, and the old housekeeper motioned for him to lie down, and he would do the rest.
"To be honest, my owner has found a suitable heart. He turned into a vegetative state due to a car accident. Just last night we learned that his current condition is very bad. The hospital contacted us and his family agreed to donate the heart."
Having said this, the old housekeeper was very happy. God knows how long they had been waiting for such good news.
"I happened to hear that you two are in the city. Professor Fang, you are an expert in cardiothoracic surgery. My master would like to ask you to perform the surgery."
As he spoke, the old butler pushed over the prepared check with a series of numbers and seven zeros on it.
Fang Yong looked at Su Jian and hesitated for a moment. Su Jian nodded.
She said, "Mr. Luo, where is the donor now?"
"In **Hospital." said the old housekeeper.
It was a foreign-funded hospital that usually only accepted wealthy people for medical treatment. After Luo Cheng successfully matched the patient with the car accident victim, he paid for them to stay in the hospital.
He is a kind person. If he can save the other person, it will be a good thing for himself and a blessing for his children.
If he can't be saved, he can get a healthy heart, and he will also pay a large compensation to his family.
The family's conditions were very poor, and they were already burdened by their children. They were living in a special hospital and had special care to take care of their children. If they were in an ordinary hospital, they would have given up treatment long ago.
Su Jianyan asked to see if the other party's heart was really healthy. If there was any difference, the operation would fail.
If there is a failure due to medical skills, she is willing to bear all the consequences.
If it is for other reasons, we must speak ugly words in front of us. We cannot lose Master's reputation and her integrity just because of one million.
The old housekeeper followed them to the Golden Hospital and saw the young donor in the ward.
There was no trace of pain or sorrow on the faces of the patient's family members, and they were extremely happy when they saw the old housekeeper.
"Butler Zhang, when will Mr. Luo come over? We have already signed the consent form."
"Oh, I'll come over when I'm ready."
"What can we prepare for? My brother probably won't survive tonight. Don't delay. There is no store like this after passing this village."