"What? My son was taken to the hospital?" A beautiful woman asked in disbelief at the person on the other end of the phone, if it weren't for the familiar voice of her son's homeroom teacher on the other end, she couldn't believe it was true.

"Okay, Renai Hospital, right? I'll go over now. After listening to what the other party said, the beautiful woman pursed her lips, frowned, and slowly hung up the phone.

After only a second's pause, he put away the phone and shouted as he ran to the door: "Lao Wang, hurry up and prepare the car."

Ten minutes later, the luxurious extended Lincoln stopped in the parking lot of Renai Hospital, and the beautiful woman hurriedly opened the car door without waiting for the driver to open the door, picked up her bag and ran to the hospital.

In the emergency ward, the beautiful woman hurriedly ran in and saw her son's homeroom teacher and several men and women gathered in front of a hospital bed. Hurriedly ran over, and when the others got out of the way, they saw their son lying on the bed, with his eyes closed tightly and his face pale.

"Xuan'er, my Xuan'er~" The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, then cried and pounced, her hands trembling and wanting to touch her son's bloodless little face.

"How could it be..., how could it be like this......" The beautiful woman leaned over her son, crying silently.

"This, Mrs. Wen, don't worry. Xiao Xuan just fell asleep, I have already notified the doctor just now, and the doctor will come over in a while......" Huang Xiufang, who was on the side, said cautiously, as the head teacher, something happened to the students in her class, and this responsibility is not small. Although this is the problem of the students themselves, after all, it is an accident at school, and it will be troublesome if the parents investigate it. What's more, the Wen family has a big background, so she can't afford not to be careful.

"What the hell is going on?" Hearing Huang Xiufang's words, the beautiful woman straightened up, wiped the tears on her face, and asked in a deep voice. Her son was in good health before, how could he suddenly become like this?

"This~" Huang Xiufang looked at a middle-aged man on the side and said, "Teacher Wu, the situation at that time is more appropriate for you."

Hearing this, the martial teacher did not shirk it, and said slowly: "I am Wen Jingxuan's physical education teacher. In today's physical education class, Wen Jingxuan suddenly squatted on the ground with his chest when he was playing football with his classmates, I saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly walked over and found that his face was pale, and his lips became purple and black. At that time, I was taken aback, and quickly carried him to the school doctor's office and informed Mr. Huang. ”

"Yes. As soon as I received a call from Mr. Wu, I rushed over, and the school doctor had already made an urgent request for Xiao Xuan. Knowing that it was a heart problem, we did not dare to delay, and notified you while being sent to the hospital. Huang Xiufang took the words and explained, paused, and then said: "The doctor has already examined it just now, and the specific results will come out in a while."

As soon as Huang Xiufang's words fell, several people in big white coats walked in outside the door, led by an old man in good spirits, holding a stack of printed medical cases in his hand, looking at them as he walked.

"Doctor, how is my son doing?" As soon as the beautiful woman saw the doctor come in, she immediately stood up, greeted her, and asked anxiously.

The old man at the head looked up from the case, glanced at the beautiful woman, and said slowly with a somewhat solemn expression: "The result of the examination is that it is a special congenital heart disease."

"How so? My son had been doing well in the past, and his father and I had no heart problems. The beautiful woman's face turned pale at first, she took a deep breath, suppressed her churning emotions, and reasoned her justification.

"This," the old man pondered for a while, and said in an organized language: "Your son's congenital heart disease is very special and hidden, and it has not broken out before, and it has not been detected. Moreover, the factors that contribute to this result are multifaceted, and genetics is only one of them. ”

Seeing that the beautiful woman opened her mouth to say something, the old man waved his hand and interrupted: "This is not necessarily due to the inheritance of the parents, but it may also be intergenerational, and it is caused by the inheritance of various chromosomes. This is actually very rare. And ......" The old man saw that the beautiful woman's face was getting paler and paler, and he hesitated a little, and he didn't know whether to say the next words now.

"It's okay, just say it." And at this moment, an elegant young man quickly walked in from outside the door of the ward, and it was from his mouth that these words came out. I saw him come to the beautiful woman, put his arms around her, and looked at the old man with a determined expression.

"Ah~ okay." Seeing this, the old man sighed and said slowly: "And Ling Gongzi's condition is very serious, which is a sudden situation. Although we have suppressed his illness now, in the future, he will not be able to do strenuous exercise and will have to take medication to relieve his condition. ”

"Wow~" When the beautiful woman heard this, she cried bitterly, buried her head in her husband's chest, and asked in a muffled voice, "Desheng, what should I do?" Xuan'er is so young, he has to be like this....... Woo~"

Hearing his wife's crying cry, Wen Desheng frowned, and his heart was also uncomfortable, but he still suppressed his emotions very rationally, and gently patted his hand on his wife's back to show comfort. He looked at the old man and asked in a deep voice, "Don't you have any other way?" The child is still young after all......"

The old man shook his head, pursed his lips, and said a little heavily: "Actually, this is not the most serious, I am afraid that his heart will slowly fail in the future, and in the end, he will ......"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the beautiful woman's cry became louder, and even Wen Desheng's hand shook gently. What the old man didn't say in the end, everyone understood what it meant.

"What does it take to save my son's life?" Wen Desheng's eyes were red, and after a long time, he opened his somewhat trembling lips with some difficulty, and asked.

"Change your mind." The old man took a deep breath and exhaled softly.

Seeing that the faces of the people present changed greatly, the old man sighed regretfully and continued: "The most troublesome thing now is that Ling Gongzi is still young and cannot bear this operation, and he needs to wait for him to become an adult and determine when he needs to replace his heart according to his physical condition."

After a pause, without waiting for Wen Desheng and them to ask, the old man's face became more solemn, "Here, the danger of surgery is not the biggest problem. The hardest thing is to find the matching heart at the right time......" After speaking, he sighed.

After listening, Wen Desheng's face sank like water, his eyes were full of sadness, and he no longer had the usual elegance and elegance, and he was free and easy to deal with things. He is a father who is sad and worried about his son at the moment, but he is also the pillar of his wife and children, so although he is sad, he has not lost his mind.

"Wanrou, don't be afraid, I will definitely do my best to save our son's ......" Wen Desheng said with a gentle but resolute expression feeling the trembling body of his wife in his arms.