His body is very weak, and his recovery power is naturally not as good as that of ordinary people, and such a big operation is no less than a serious injury.

Somehow, Cui Yan remembered Ye Wuyan again, the man who seemed to have been born in the dark. has the skills of perverts and the resilience of perverts.

Xiao Changrui's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes flashed with a depth that did not match his age, and at this moment, he was caught in the battle between heaven and man.

"If you don't use such a plan, the chances of survival are very tens." Compared with Cui Yan's surgical plan, Xiao Changrui hopes to cure his illness by taking medicine.

Although he looked like he was calmly accepting his fate, Cui Yan saw the desire for life in his sparkling eyes. Cui Yan's heart flashed with a trace of unbearability.

He is only a teenager, and he should be as bright as a flower, but he has to lie on the sickbed all year round.

This world is inherently unequal.

"If such a plan is not adopted, the chances of His Highness surviving are zero." As cruel as it is, white lies are even more cruel to a person who has hope for life.

Xiao Changrui was not surprised, he already knew this result. However, when Cui Yan really spoke, she still unconsciously dimmed a pair of sparkling eyes.

He's only thirteen, thirteen, he doesn't want to die! Don't want to!

"His Royal Highness's heart is damaged, many organs are underdeveloped, the imperial medicine in the palace gives His Royal Highness the best medicine to nourish his body, and it is okay in the short term, but as His Highness gets older, the disadvantages of organ failure will appear."

What's more, Xiao Changrui's body is weak now, not to mention heart disease, even a simple wind chill is enough for him to toss.

Of course, Cui Yan didn't say that even if Xiao Changrui's heart disease was cured, Xiao Changrui would not be able to live like ordinary people because of his congenital lack of development.

In a word, he would definitely die without surgery, and having surgery only slightly prolonged his life.

"How long do I have to live?" The imperial doctor in the palace did not tell him the truth, but Xiao Changrui knew that his body was not as good as day by day, and he didn't know if he could survive the New Year.

Cui Yan pursed her lips, she thought she was a cold-hearted and cold-hearted person, an orphan who was abandoned since childhood, with shallow family affection, and later after being adopted by the organization, she trained her heart to be as hard as a stone. At this moment, in the face of such a pair of eyes that are downish on life and death, no matter how much heart is like steel, he can't say anything like that.

At this moment, she is not a doctor, but more like a ruthless judge, who judged Xiao Changrui's life and death in one sentence.

"Sister-in-law doesn't need to worry, Chang Rui's own body, I know a little bit." Even if he would die tomorrow, he was ready.

However, being prepared does not mean that you are not afraid.

Without a trace of blood, his lips pulled out a smile, because it was not very comfortable, this smile was very reluctant, making his already weak look even weaker.

He retracted his gaze, didn't look at Cui Yan again, and said lightly, "Since I can remember, I have known that I am different, and every day of my life is a luxury for me, a gift from God."

Because of my poor health, I never thought about anything, and I didn't fight for anything.

My body was always very tired, and I thought that maybe one day, I would never wake up again when I fell asleep. It's not terrible to die, it's just that I don't want the queen mother to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person......"