Lin Tianchen put his hands in the pockets of your white coat, "According to the cardiology department, it's about three years."
"Three years..." Fu Jingting tightened his fists suddenly.
It actually shrunk so short all of a sudden.
You must know that the lifespan of this heart is originally the same as that of a normal heart.
"Yes, three years, so if you want to continue living, you must find a new suitable heart in three years." Lin Tianchen replied, holding up three fingers.
Assistant Zhang's eyes were red, "How is this possible! Mr. Fu's system and blood type are special. It is difficult to find a suitable heart. Otherwise, he would not have been looking for a suitable heart for 24 years, so he has to find a suitable heart within three years."
, this is simply nonsense!”
"Then I have no choice. If I can't find it, I will wait to die!" Lin Tianchen spread his hands disapprovingly.
Seeing him like this, Assistant Zhang was instantly angered, "What are you talking about? You are a doctor, and you actually said something that made the patient wait for death?"
"What else?" Lin Tianchen looked at him indifferently, "I am a doctor, but I am not an organ producer. Without organs, the doctor can't save him, so I just told the truth."
"you……"
"That's enough!" Fu Jingting rubbed his eyebrows and scolded in a low voice: "Zhang Cheng, step back. He is right. Without a heart, no one can save me. I can only wait to die."
"I know, but I can't get used to his tone." Assistant Zhang pointed at Lin Tianchen angrily.
Lin Tianchen pushed up his glasses, "Instead of being uncomfortable with my words here and feeling that my words are too ruthless, you might as well find a way to find a suitable heart for your boss. After all, your boss only has three years. In these three years,
Every day, you are fighting for your life. Maybe in the end you are lucky and find a suitable heart, then your boss can continue to live. I will say this and take my leave now."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Fu Jingting stopped him, "Wait a minute."
"Is something wrong, Mr. Fu?" Lin Tianchen stopped and looked at Fu Jingting from the corner of his face.
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips and said, "You can't spread the word about my heart problem, otherwise..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Tianchen, "Don't worry, as a doctor, keeping secrets for patients is the most basic thing. Besides, I have no interest in spreading your story everywhere. When Rong Shu asked you yesterday, I
I didn’t say anything, right Assistant Zhang?”
Assistant Zhang sneered.
Didn't you say it?
He obviously didn't say it because he stopped me.
"Rong Shu?" Fu Jingting looked stunned for a moment, and then asked in a nervous tone, "How is Rong Shu doing now?"
"Ask him, he knows best." Lin Tianchen nuzzled at Assistant Zhang and left the ward.
Fu Jingting and Assistant Zhang were the only two people left in the ward.
Assistant Zhang faced Fu Jingting's questioning eyes. He didn't want to answer but could only reply, "She's fine. You saved her. She's very good. How could something happen?"
Hearing his dissatisfaction with Rong Shu, Fu Jingting frowned and said in a slightly unhappy voice, "Do you have any objections to Rong Shu?"
Assistant Zhang didn't hide his dissatisfaction with Rong Shu, so seeing that Fu Jingting heard it, he directly admitted, "Yes, I am very dissatisfied with her now. Mr. Fu, you have suffered too much for her. You have not treated her a few times before."
As I said, you will only have three years left to live this time. How can I still be nice to her?"
Fu Jingting stared at him coldly, "Seeing that you have followed me for so many years, and for the sake of fighting against me, I will let you go this time. Next time you say nothing bad about Rong Shu in front of me,
Don't blame me for being rude to you."
"Mr. Fu?" Assistant Zhang stared at Fu Jingting in disbelief.
Fu Jingting said in a cold voice: "What happened this time has nothing to do with Rong Shu. It was me who wanted to save her, and I jumped off the cliff myself. You wrongly blamed all this on her. This is obvious anger.
Zhang Cheng, when did you become so irrational?"
After hearing what he said, Assistant Zhang opened his mouth, and then spoke again after a moment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu..."
Fu Jingting raised his hand and said, "Forget it, this matter is over now. You are not allowed to mention it again, let alone have any dissatisfaction with Rong Shu. Do you hear me?"
"Yes." Assistant Zhang lowered his eyelids, suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and nodded.
Fu Jingting rubbed his swollen temples and asked, "Where is Rong Shu now?"
"She's fine. She was discharged from the hospital this morning and should be in Tiansheng now." Assistant Zhang replied.
Fu Jingting hummed, "As long as she's fine, I'm not allowed to tell her about my heart."
Although he jumped off the cliff by himself, if Rong Shu knew about it, he would definitely take all the blame on herself and think that she was the fault of him.
So it's best not to let her know about this.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I never planned to tell her," Assistant Zhang responded.
I don’t plan to tell Rong Shu, but I don’t think Rong Shu will blame herself and feel guilty.
But he was afraid that Rong Shu would tell Mr. Fu and that Mr. Fu wouldn't be able to bear the blow.
But now Mr. Fu already knows, and Mr. Fu has calmly accepted that he only has three years to live.
Fu Jingting didn't know the real reason why Assistant Zhang didn't tell Rong Shu.
For him, no matter what he said, it was fine as long as he didn't tell Rong Shu.
"As well as my grandmother, my mother, and Jinglin, don't tell them. I don't want them to worry." Fu Jingting leaned on the bedside and said.
Assistant Zhang nodded, "I know Mr. Fu, I didn't tell the old lady and the others. Even the fact that you fell off the cliff to save Miss Rong, I didn't let them know. Even the outside world kept it secret. I only told the outside world about you."
You are on a business trip, otherwise, the group and the stock market would have been in chaos long ago, and the Internet would be full of headlines about you falling off a cliff."
"You did a good job." Fu Jingting praised.
Assistant Zhang's voice was a little stiff, "Mr. Fu, I will definitely find a heart for you, and you will definitely be able to survive."
Have you found the right heart?
Fu Jingting's thin lips curved slightly, "Really, then come on."
Having said that, everyone knows that the chance of finding a suitable heart is almost zero.
So this is just psychological comfort.
"How was Jinglin's game?" Fu Jingting suddenly thought of something and asked.
Assistant Zhang thought for a moment and replied, "Second Young Master's U17 expedition is over. Our country has successfully obtained a ticket to the World Basketball Cup and is now holding the first round of knockout matches."
"Yes." Fu Jingting nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, and then lowered his eyes and said softly: "After the basketball cup is over, you will complete the retirement procedures for Jinglin, and then transfer Jinglin to an elite school."
"Mr. Fu?" Upon hearing this, Assistant Zhang's expression changed drastically.
Mr. Fu, what does this mean?
Did he know that he might not live for a few more years, so he planned to start training the second young master to be his successor?
Fu Jingting knew what Assistant Zhang was shocked about, so he pursed his lips and changed the subject: "Okay, let me ask you, how did Rong Shu and I return to Haishi?"
"I led someone to find you at a villager's house." Assistant Zhang knew that Fu Jingting was deliberately changing the subject, so he replied in a low voice.
He has now confirmed that Mr. Fu is indeed planning to train the second young master.
Although he understood it, he couldn't accept it.
Does Mr. Fu not have the confidence to live?
Although a heart is hard to find, there's no guarantee that a miracle won't happen, right?
"A villager's house?" A trace of suspicion flashed in Fu Jingting's eyes.