"Brother Annan, are you there too?"

Hearing this, Lu Jingyu glanced back at her, her expression was a little more serious than usual, and she nodded slightly.

"Dean, how's it going?"

Lu Jingyu stood outside the operation door, lowered his eyes and looked at her serious eyes, and was silent for a few seconds, "But, Wan, you have to know that even if you do surgery, the success rate will not be very high." ”

It was strangely quiet outside the operating door, Mu Wan looked at him, and the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed, "No...... Not high? ”

"The dean is in the advanced stage of stomach cancer, and the cancer cells are too consuming......."

"And then?" Mu Wan looked at him and asked.

With Mu Wan's questioning, Lu Jingyu was a little overwhelmed for a while, and she had already thought of the words in her heart.

However, at this moment she was standing in front of her, her eyes staring at him, as if waiting for an answer, but she did not say the result.

At this time, Gu Yichen's deep voice came from behind him: "Doctor Zhang, you go in." ”

"Yes, sir."

Looking at the flashing red light outside the operating room, Mu Wan stood in front of Lu Jingyu and sobbed, biting her lower lip and not making a sound.

"Okay, stop crying, it's okay."

When Gu Yichen turned around, he noticed that Mu Wan was about to lie in someone else's arms, so he walked behind her without a trace, hugged her waist with his hand, and pulled her back from Lu Jingyu: "Sit down first and rest for a while." ”

Mu Wan's waist tightened, and she realized that Gu Yichen was still there, and glanced back at him: "I may have to wait until dawn, and you have to go back to the company tomorrow, or ...... You go first. ”

"I'll be with you."

Hearing this, Lu Jingyu glanced at Gu Yichen, nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Wan, your hands are too cold, I'll pour you a cup of hot water." ”

"I don't drink anymore."

Before Mu Wan's words fell, Lu Jingyu had already walked away, staring at his back, and he didn't know his intentions.

When she came back to her senses, Gu Yichen had already held her hand and rubbed it in her palm a few times: "Is it cold?" ”

Mu Wan stared at the door of the operation: "It's not cold." ”

After a while, Lu Jingyu walked over with an ordinary sealed plastic cup and handed it to Mu Wan: "Warm your hands." ”

Hearing this, Mu Wan looked up at the cup, "Thank you." ”

This plastic cup is very convenient, and it is also very practical, and it is only possible to think of a heating method in an environment where there are no heating conditions.

However, this move did not hide from Gu Yichen's eyes, and Lu Jingyu's actions to take care of Mu Wan were very skillful.

About two hours later, Dr. Zhang came out of it, and Mu Wan saw this and walked over: "Dr. Zhang, how is it?" ”

"Sir, the patient's current condition, the cancer cells have metastasized and the body can no longer receive chemotherapy, maybe you can use traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate, which can not only reduce the side effects of chemotherapy, but also relieve the patient's pain, so as to ...... It can also extend life by at least one year. ”

"A year?" Mu Wan looked at Doctor Zhang and muttered to herself.

Seeing this, Lu Jingyu patted her on the shoulder: "Wan, for a year, Dr. Zhang has done his best, and in the case of the dean, he can only live for a few months at most after the operation." ”

Mu Wan stood in place, as if she was frozen in place, and after a long time, she said with difficulty: "Thank you, Doctor Zhang." ”

I remember that in the previous life, not long after the dean left the operating room, he was no longer able to do it......

Thinking of this, Mu Wan suddenly turned around and asked Dr. Zhang, "Then, can I go in and see her?" ”