Doctor Dama's voice was weak.

How could Qiu Zhicheng believe such a voice?

He twisted a smile and shook his head, thinking that Dr. Dama should be joking with himself, he continued to laugh and said: "Doctor Dama, don't joke with me, my child has a matching heart, how can you say that there is no no?" You're kidding me, isn't it? Here, and more, are all left to you, don't worry, I won't ......"

Roll after roll of money piled up in front of Dr. Dama.

But at this moment, Dr. Dama shook his head again and again.

Qiu Zhicheng kept racing for money, and his eyes were naturally full of disbelief.

Doctor Dama shook his head, suddenly pushed the money away, pushed Qiu Zhicheng away, shook his head, and said, "I didn't lie to you, and I didn't joke, my heart is really gone." ”

At this moment, Qiu Zhicheng seemed to have lost his soul.

Standing there, the whole person was stunned.

My mind seems to be constantly echoing, "The heart is gone", these are four words.

But that heart is a perfect match between the donor and his daughter, and it has been divided into his daughter, as long as the operation fee is complete, how can it be gone.

Money....

Yes, but why is the heart missing?

He rushed forward in disbelief, grabbed Dr. Dama's chest, and slammed it against the wall, and couldn't help but roar: "What did you say? Lost heart? Didn't you say you could wait for me? I'm back, I'm back with the money, you tell me the heart is gone, you tell me where the heart goes? If you want money, I'll give it to you...."

Dr. Dama, who was held down by Qiu Zhicheng, was also desperate at the moment.

What could he do?

He's just an ordinary doctor.

Even though his heart surgery is nationally famous, the failure rate is extremely low.

But after all, he is just a doctor, and in such a hospital, where does he have the qualifications to interfere in this matter.

The heart is gone, that's a fact.

He can really understand Qiu Zhicheng's mood at this time.

But what could he do?

Qiu Zhicheng slid to the ground in despair, his eyes blank.

He felt like the world was playing a big joke on him.

First, he told him that the child was saved, and the matching heart was in place.

After waiting for more than a month, the heart told himself that the heart was gone.

"Where did the heart go?"

It was his voice, deep and powerful.

Dr. Dama shook his head, he didn't know where the heart had gone.

He asked again, "How much time does the heart have left...."

Of course, Dr. Dama knew the purpose of Qiu Zhicheng's question, but even if he knew, what could he do.

He continued: "I ask you, how much time is left for the heart? ”

Doctor Dama said, "It was effective in forty-eight hours, and so far, there should only be ten hours left." ”

Ten hours.....

Scold....

Qiu Zhicheng smiled miserably, he stood up, and he didn't care about taking the money.

Depressed, he wants to go to the ward to see his daughter.

Looking at Qiu Zhicheng's back, Dr. Dama is not having a good time, he is a doctor, a qualified doctor.

Seeing that he could save the life, but he couldn't do anything, he was also very sad.

Qiu Zhicheng, who walked to the corridor of the hospital, had an extremely complicated mood.

When he walked into the ward and looked at the girl lying on the hospital bed, his tears finally fell.

He stood outside the ward, clenched his fists, and whispered: "Xin'er, Dad doesn't have a headquarters, I'm sorry...."

He adjusted his mood, wiped away his tears, and walked over with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Before he could speak, Qiu Xin's pale face showed a smile, and he said softly: "Dad.... Xin'er will get better, right? ”

This moment..... Qiu Zhicheng only felt that his eyes were moist.

The whole person was like an explosion, but looking at his daughter's face, he still nodded, gently touched her forehead and said, "My Xin'er will definitely get better, be good, sleep for a while, we'll go for surgery, are you waiting for Dad?" ”

Xin'er nodded and said obediently: "Okay, I'll wait for Dad to come back." ”

Qiu Zhicheng walked out of the room, looked at the hospital, and an idea came to him.

......

Manchester Airport.

Xu Lang walked out wearing a peaked cap.

From booking the fastest ticket to not being able to use mobile phones throughout the plane.

Xu Lang was really worried that Qiu Zhicheng would do something out of the ordinary.

After all, according to the prompts of the system, Qiu Zhicheng is a father who can do anything for his daughter.

And since he accepted the task of the system.

The task of helping Xin'er find the missing heart is naturally his task.

He took a deep breath and tried to call Qiu Zhicheng, but he didn't get through.

Knowing the other party, he must be thinking of other ways at this time.

He didn't hesitate, just took a taxi and headed towards the Chinese Hospital.

Along the way, the bits and pieces in the city fell into Xu Lang's eyes, and the crowd in the city seemed more monotonous compared to China.

It's like everyone's world is only their own.

He also saw many people holding Buddhist beads in their hands, as if expressing a certain emotion to the gods in their hearts.

Xu Lang didn't think about it.

It didn't take long for him to come to the Chinese Hospital.

He looked at the big words of Manchester City Chinese Hospital, shook his head, and didn't understand why Qiu Zhicheng chose to come here to treat Xin'er.

But now was not the time for him to think about these things.

He began to try to find Qiu Zhicheng, walking from the first floor of the hospital to the fourth floor.

I walked from the outpatient department to the inpatient department, but I couldn't find it.

He looked at the layout of this hospital, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly walked out of the hospital, and sure enough, not far away, he saw a middle-aged man.

Next to the man was a military bag, holding a cigarette in his hand, and he was smoking vigorously one puff at a time.

Da!

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man stepped on it hard.

Grabbing the bag on the ground, he prepared to leave.

Xu Lang stood in front of him.

Qiu Zhicheng didn't know who the man in front of him was, he didn't think too much, pressed the cap, and he was about to take a detour to leave.

Xu Lang suddenly said, "You went like this, what should Xin'er do?" ”

Qiu Zhicheng's body was slightly stunned, where he was standing, and subconsciously looked back at Xu Lang and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Xu Lang turned his head, looked at Qiu Zhicheng and said, "Uncle Qiu is in his hometown, washing his face with tears, but you are here ready to throw the child in this city and die by yourself, do you really think this is good?" ”

Qiu Zhicheng was stunned.

He listened to the other party's words, and his mood was speechless for a long time, and he didn't know how to refute it.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "I... I just want my child to live, I just want to get back, the heart that belongs to my child. ”

Xu Lang looked at Qiu Zhicheng, stretched out his hand, pointed to the bag in his hand, and said, "I'll come....."