Shen Ruxin seemed to be too excited about Han Miaomiao's transformation, although this discarded family affection was only obtained after many years, but she was already satisfied.

The violent heartbeat, the rapid acceleration of the "plop", seemed to beat at this moment, and then stopped......

"You wake up, wake up quickly......" Staring at Shen Ruxin who fell to the ground, Han Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise.

However, she could no longer hear Han Miaomiao's eager call.

Even if she died like this, she was content......

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"Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor shook his head slightly, "She has end-stage dilated cardiomyopathy. As the heart grows larger, the lungs are squeezed, and the contraction force of the heart is only one-third of what it is normally possible. At this rate of deterioration, I am afraid that it will not last a month. ”

Han Miaomiao's body retreated unsteadily, her face turned pale, and her tone was thick with bitterness, "What way can let her live?"

"The only way to save her is heart exchange surgery. We have suggested to Ms. Shen many times before, but we have all been rejected. ”

Han Miaomiao's tears fell in an uproar, and her chest was blocked and she couldn't breathe, but she endured it, "How much does the heart exchange surgery cost?"

Living in such poverty, how could she have the money to have heart swap surgery?

This is the pain of the poor. In the face of serious illness, you can only wait for death......

"The preliminary forecast is about 200,000. Moreover, there are certain risks associated with surgery, and even if the surgery is successful, the survival rate of the average patient is between five and ten years. ”

The doctor explained the stakes to Han Miaomiao.

Some desperate flames burned in her heart, but Han Miaomiao tried her best to hold her down, "Doctor, please help me to save her! No matter how much hope there is, I will try." ”

200,000 yuan? With her little salary a month, how long will she have to raise? But she can't give up Shen Ruxin and watch her die......

"Doctor, I'll raise money, please help me find the right heart for her. ”

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"Miaomiao, why do you want so much money?" Song En's eyes widened in disbelief and looked at Han Miaomiao in front of him.

Han Miaomiao has no friends, and Song Eun is the only person she has a good friend with when she works in the coffee shop, and she has no choice but to ask her for help.

"I'm in a hurry. Han Miaomiao's eyes were filled with tears, and her face was sad.

"All my savings are here, can you see if I can help you?" Song En is a kind-hearted woman, talking about the righteousness of her friends, without any reservations, and handed the only remaining 10,000 yuan to Han Miaomiao.

"But can you tell me what do you need two hundred thousand for?"

Han Miaomiao pursed her lips and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "She...... I'm about to die......" Thinking of Shen Ruxin lying on the hospital bed, her pale and weak expression seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant.

Her heart ached, her eyes filled with deep pain, and this feeling of helplessness magnified into an endless black hole, which completely swept her away again.

She really has nothing, and now except for Shen Ruxin, she has nothing else in her life......

"He?", Song Eun asked, puzzled.

Han Miaomiao works in a coffee shop and never talks about her family like other people, always working silently.

"I ...... My mom, she's sick and needs a lot of money for surgery right now, or she'll die right away. Han Miaomiao said the word "mom" a little jerky.

"So, you need 200,000?" Song En seemed to suddenly realize. "But where are we going to earn 200,000 yuan?"

Song Eun held his chin in his hand and meditated.

200,000 is not a small number for them......

"Xiao En, do you know where you can make such a sum of money in a short period of time? I don't care how many part-time jobs I have, as long as I can earn 200,000 yuan. Han Miaomiao asked nervously.

Perhaps, this is the family affection that blood is thicker than water.

Even if they didn't live together, the affection that was cut in their bones existed all the time......

Song En frowned and looked at Han Miaomiao seriously, "Yes, yes, but I don't know if you want to?"

After all, this job is not for everyone, and if you accept it, you have to be quite well prepared.

"As long as I can earn 200,000 yuan, I will definitely be willing. Now is not the time to choose, she has only one goal in her heart, which is to let Shen Ruxin live......