Walking all the way home, Yan Yihan's mind was full of fragments of what happened in Anjia, and he wanted to use Xiao Mo to pay off his debts? This is absolutely impossible, but ...... Thinking of his unprovoked and frightening face, Yan Yihan couldn't help but tremble, she knew what it would mean for her to stay by his side, but if she didn't go, she wouldn't ......

With the thorny question of how to choose, Yan Yihan dragged her tired body to the door of her house, she was already very tired from climbing to the seventh floor, she gasped slightly and took out the key to open the door, the room was dark, Yan Yihan was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't reacted for a few seconds.

The silence was so dark that Yan Yihan was stunned at the door, and it took five seconds for her to come back to her senses, and she ran towards the house while reaching out to turn on the light on the wall in a panic.

"Little Mo ......"

Yan Yihan rushed to the bedroom like crazy, turned on the headlights in the bedroom, and saw a little boy lying on his back on the floor, he was still holding a white medicine bottle in his hand, and the pills were scattered all over the ground.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo!"

Yan Yihan ran over and picked up the little boy on the ground, looking at his bloodless pale face, her eyes widened, and infinite fear was revealed on her face.

Laboriously carrying the little boy on his back, Yan Yihan ran downstairs and said, "Don't be afraid, little don't be afraid, sister is back, sister is back, let's go to the hospital ......"

Yan Yihan carried Yan Yimo down to the first floor, just when a taxi stopped, and a guest came down from behind, Yan Yihan shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Put Yan Yihan in the back seat, Yan Yihan sat beside him, looking at the driver sitting in the driver's seat, Yan Yihan said incoherently, "Hospital, go to the hospital, my brother...... Hurry up ......"

The driver looked at a layer of fine sweat beads on Yan Yihan's forehead, and then looked at the little boy lying in the back seat, knowing that it might be a sudden illness, he nodded, he stepped on the accelerator to the lowest, and rushed to the hospital as fast as possible.

Yan Yihan held Yan Yimo's cold hands, her lips trembled, and she kept whispering, "Xiao Mo, it's okay, it's okay, we'll be in the hospital soon, it's okay......"

The driver saw Yan Yihan in the rearview mirror, her face was terrible white, and he didn't know that he thought she was sick.

Fortunately, the green light all the way, the car drove to the nearest hospital in only ten minutes, Yan Yihan opened the car door and hugged Yan Yimo out, although Yan Yimo was only seven years old, but Yan Yihan was very thin, and it was a little difficult to hold up, the driver saw this and got out of the car to help, and the two sent Yan Yimo to the hospital together.

Several nurses pushed the hospital bed to send Yan Yimo into the operating room, Yan Yihan stood at the door of the operating room, as if the leather band that had been tightened suddenly loosened, and her tears flowed out unexpectedly.

The driver was a middle-aged man about fifty years old, and when he saw Yan Yihan standing at the door of the operating room with his mouth tightly covered, he walked over and comforted, "Girl, it's okay, don't worry!"

Yan Yihan looked at the man in front of her through her eyes blurred by tears, and it took her a long time to react, and while reaching out as if she was touching it in her pocket, she said, "Ah, thank you just now, I ......"

Yan Yihan suddenly stopped talking, she was in too much of a hurry to come out just now, she left her bag in the house, and she didn't have any money with her.

The driver saw Yan Yihan's embarrassment, he smiled and waved his hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to give this little money!"

Yan Yihan still had tears on her face, she reached out and wiped it indiscriminately, and then snorted and said, "I'm really sorry, if you leave the phone, I'll give it back to you tomorrow!"

Hearing Yan Yihan say this, the driver was even more embarrassed, and hurriedly waved his hand back, saying as he walked, "Ah, no, no, you are here to accompany the patient, I'll go first!"

Watching the driver disappear at the end of the corridor, Yan Yihan turned around again and looked at the door of the operating room, the closed door separated her and Xiao Mo in two different spaces, she was now like a fish caught on the shore, only to feel that the air in her lungs was getting thinner and thinner.

Standing straight in front of the door of the operating room, Yan Yihan didn't even move, I don't know how long it took, the red light on the door finally turned green, the door was opened, and a woman in a nurse's skirt walked out of it, Yan Yihan instinctively walked towards her.

Maybe she stood for too long, Yan Yihan's legs were numb, her movements were slower than conscious, she almost didn't fall down in one step, but fortunately, the little nurse was quick and helped Yan Yihan.

Grabbing the nurse's hand, Yan Yihan asked with a white face, "Miss Nurse, how is my brother?"

The nurse took off her mask and replied, "It's time to pass the dangerous period, it's just ......"

Yan Yihan's face that had just slowed down became tense again, "Just what?"

The nurse has been in contact with all kinds of patients in the hospital all year round, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, she formulaically said, "It's just that the patient's congenital heart disease has reached a very serious level, unless he is given an artificial heart, it is difficult for him to live for two years!"

Yan Yihan's heart suddenly fell into the abyss, and he fell to pieces, what did she say? Xiao Mo can't live for two years?

"No, no, nurse, I beg you to think of a way, my brother is only seven years old, he can't die, he can't die......"

Yan Yihan's tears that she finally withdrew broke the embankment again, but this time even her spirit collapsed, because of the disagreement between her parents for many years, she and Xiao Mo have always relied on each other, she really can't imagine what her world will become if Yan Yimo is not there one day.

"Miss, calm down, don't be like this!"

The nurse helped Yan Yihan, who was about to collapse, and pulled her to sit down on a bench beside her.

Yan Yihan covered her eyes with her hands in pain, she shook her head, she didn't dare, and she couldn't believe this fact.

At this time, the door of the operating room opened again, and a man dressed as a doctor came out of the room, and the nurse looked at him and said, "Hey, Dr. Cui, this is the patient's family, you can talk to her about the patient's situation!"

Yan Yihan raised her head when she heard this, and when she saw the doctor in a white coat, she stood up and walked over, raising her red and swollen eyes, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, is my brother's body really not able to survive for two years?"

Her tears fell down with the vibration of her words, and it made people feel distressed to watch.

The doctor is not very old, looking at Yan Yihan's appearance, he sighed and said, "The situation is really not optimistic, I recommend going abroad for a heart transplant as soon as possible, the sooner the better, his body can't afford to drag it out!"

A subtle fire lit up in Yan Yihan's eyes, and she asked out loud, "After a heart transplant, will my brother get better?"

"This ......," the doctor hesitated.

The fire in Yan Yihan's eyes was extinguished instantly, and then Dao Xiao Mo's life was going to end like this?

The doctor couldn't bear to see Yan Yihan's almost desperate face, he opened his mouth and said, "I can't guarantee that it will be fine, but the chances of survival will be much greater!"

"Really?!"

Yan Yihan reached out and grabbed the doctor's cufflinks in a hurry.