"The doctor said there is no other way but surgery, so he is doing a matching test."
Rong Bai said in disbelief: "How can we perform an operation on such a young child? Is the situation already so urgent? Can't we control it with medication first and then do the operation when we grow older?"
"I have no idea!"
Rong Bai put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Don't be like this, it will be fine."
I felt that my legs were weak all of a sudden, and I knelt on the ground directly. I said: "Tang Xinrong, mom is sorry for you, wuwuwu... shouldn't mom leave you at any time?"
I didn’t know that one day I would be able to cry so ugly that doctors, nurses and security guards from the hospital would come over.
This is a serious ward and does not allow this. It was almost Rong Bai who carried me out along with the security guards.
I feel like I have no idea all of a sudden. I wish I could get this disease for him?
I also want to dig Tang Hengning and him out of the grave?
I'm thinking about what our Xia family owes you. For the sake of profit, you caused my parents to have an accident, both of them went to hell, and now you have passed on such a disease to my son?
Did our family owe him something in the previous life?
"Wan Ning, calm down. Crying won't solve the problem. The doctor didn't say anything. You have to believe in them and medicine. Tang Ye also had surgery, isn't he living well?"
Tang Ye is living well, but in the years after his surgery, his condition was not very good. He still needed to take medicine throughout the day and often went to the hospital for check-ups.
I remember that in the early days there was a little bit of rejection. He took medicine to suppress the rejection and his hair started to fall out. I was not sensible at the time and even laughed at him for being bald.
Not to mention Tang Hengning, it was also because after donating his liver, his health began to gradually deteriorate, that's why he retired from Down's Syndrome so quickly.
Tang Xinrong is still so young, how can he bear the surgery?
No matter how much I don’t understand medicine, I also know that the younger the child, the greater the risk of surgery. Even if it is a minor hernia surgery, does it have to wait until after the child is one year old?
What about such a major surgery?
"But, he is my son. Why should my son suffer such pain? I can get the disease, why should my son get it?"
"It is precisely because you are Tang Xinrong's mother that you need to be stronger. This is just the beginning. The days to come will be long. You are broken now. What do you want Tang Xinrong to do?"
Rong Bai encouraged me, and I looked at him with confused eyes and asked, "Is this retribution?"
"What retribution?"
"My retribution for you? I can't do it with you. He was always good in the past, but he was like this just after we got together?"
I don’t know why I have such strange thoughts. Maybe it’s because I was so sick that I went to the doctor. Maybe I’m a bit mentally disturbed.
It seems that only in this way can I understand why my son is so seriously ill?
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is this hereditary? What does it have to do with us? It's just that it wasn't detected before..."
"But why did he find out when we were together? I feel like God is punishing me? God wants to use this way to remind me and tell me that I have done something wrong."
When Rong Bai saw me like this, he really felt that I was crazy and wanted to come over and arrest me.
I pushed him away and said: "Don't touch me, you can't touch me, uncle...uncle..."
I feel like I haven't called him like this for a long time? I pushed him away and hugged him.
I hugged him tightly and said, "Uncle, Tang Xinrong is sick. What should I do? What should I do? If he can't recover, what should I do? What should I do?"
He also hugged me tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Wan Ning, that's not the case. Don't think so. Tang Xinrong will be fine, everything will be fine."
We almost hugged each other and cried together.
"Don't be like this, Tang Xinrong still needs you, it will be fine, everything will be fine..."
His big hands stroked my hair, and his warm palms directly pressed my head against his.
I just cried and could only cry.
After adjusting for a long time, I mustered up the courage to go to the attending doctor. He told us that this was liver disease caused by a genetic mutation and that the liver function was impaired. There were drugs that could control the progression of the disease.
However, it is only control, and it is three-part poison. The side effects and pain caused by such drug control are no less than those caused by surgery.
If you happen to have a suitable liver, it is best to have surgery, and the sooner the better.
As for the problem of small children, although this will increase the difficulty of the operation, it does not necessarily mean that it will be dangerous.
If you decide to have surgery, they will evaluate all the risks in advance. To reassure me, they gave me several examples of children who fully recovered from surgery.
However, even though I am an optimist, when faced with this kind of thing, I still can't help but think about things in the bad direction.
What if there are risks? What if something goes wrong? That’s something I can’t bear?
The doctor said: "What you are worried about now should not be the risk of having the child undergo surgery at such a young age? After all, a suitable liver has not been found yet, and the parents' liver may not be able to be completely closed."
His words could be considered as awakening the dreamer, so I also did an examination, drew blood, collected samples, etc.
My whole body was decadent. When I finished, I returned to the corridor of the intensive care ward and found Han Yichen sitting there. He was even more decadent than me.
The whole person seemed to have experienced vicissitudes of life. He had a cigarette in his hand, but he never smoked it.
"Are you back?" He looked up at me, his face covered with beard.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I asked a little reproachfully.
"It just happened in the past two days. I want to tell you after I finish the inspection..."
He told me that it was because Tang Xinrong had a fever the night before. He didn't care about it because the season was changing and it was normal for children to have a cold and a fever, so he used anti-fever patches and then physically cooled down the temperature, instead of taking him to the hospital.