Hearing this, Tang Youran was so happy that the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, patted his chest and sighed, "Hey...... It turned out to be a false alarm, it seems that Jiren has his own heavenly appearance, not the moon, God is fair to you,"

But Mo Feiyue was not happy at all, because he did not see ease in Jack's eyes, but still exuded a melancholy atmosphere, which was enough to show that his condition would definitely not be so simple.

"Dr. Jack, I'm mentally prepared, just tell me honestly, isn't the operation difficult?"

As soon as these words came out, Tang Youran's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he asked in surprise, "What is the difficulty?" Isn't it just excision? ”

I saw Jack nodding and letting out a long sigh and said meaningfully, "That's right, the location of the tumor is quite special, and the slightest carelessness will cause the aortic to crack and lose your life,"

Tang Youran instantly felt that the sky was stepping on, and his eyes were dark, and he shook his head in disbelief and said, "Impossible, how can this be?" Aren't you the best brain doctors? There must be a way to save him, right? ”

Speaking of methods, Tang Youran was silent, because he had already made an assessment, with domestic medical equipment and his ability, the success rate of this operation would not be higher than ten percent.

"I see, you mean that the operation can't be done, and I can only wait for death, right?"

Mo Feiyue's heart swelled up with a despair that he had never felt before, it turned out that he had always been afraid of death, so he chose to escape, escape from the hospital, avoid treatment, and escape everything.

But when you really muster up the courage to face it, your heart will be so painful, and tears can't help but wet the corners of your eyes.

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, my ability is limited, and the medical equipment in China is also limited, I'm afraid I can't help you complete the operation,"

Tang Yifan looked unusually depressed, obviously very sad,

Is this a foregone conclusion? Tang Youran couldn't help but burst into tears, crying and denying "no...... There must be another way, right? ”

"I'm sorry, I really can't help it!"

Tang Yifan was also very sad in his heart, as a doctor, he had seen countless such helplessness, but he still couldn't help but blame himself and feel annoyed.

Mo Feiyue smiled instead, but the smile was extremely bitter, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, maybe this is fate, by the way, how long can I live?" ”

How long? What a sad topic this is, Tang Youran burst into tears, looking at his side face like a knife.

Tang Yifan pondered it carefully and replied solemnly, "It's hard to say, maybe a year, maybe three years, it depends on the growth rate of the tumor, of course, a good attitude is also very important." ”

Three years? Mo Feiyue felt very happy, at least he wouldn't die immediately, three years is not long, it is not short, and he can even do a lot of things.

"Yes, God really treats me well, there are still three years, silly girl, what are you crying about? Shouldn't you be happy for me? ”

Tang Youran was so happy, his childhood playmate, and now his good friend, as long as he thought that he didn't have many days left, there was an indescribable pain in his heart, but in order not to make him more sad, he could only wipe away his tears and say with a smile, "Of course I'm happy, and I also believe that you will be fine." ”

"Silly girl, don't cry, aren't you hungry? I invited you to dinner, everyone worked hard for me today, but unfortunately Anxin is not there, but it doesn't matter, I will thank her in person another day. ”