"This young lady ......" he paused for a moment, raised his hand and pointed to his head, then shrugged his shoulders, and said a little helplessly but very directly, "She needs a craniotomy." {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}"

"Wait, what are you talking about!" Tang Jingyun interrupted him, his ink-colored pupils suddenly locked, and a layer of cold and cold edge passed through his deep eyes.

"What craniotomy?"

The doctor was only incredulous, "Sir, do you have a ...... about this young lady's condition?" Still don't know anything? ”

Song Tianting's illness has dragged on to an advanced stage, and his condition has deteriorated very seriously, even if he has surgery, there is not half of the success rate, the doctor originally thought that Tang Jingyun had already known about Song Tiantian's illness, but now looking at his reaction, it is not like it at all.

Afraid that the patient's family would not be able to accept it for a while, the doctor said discretionally: "That's the case...... The young lady had suffered a severe blow to her head, and a large blood clot had accumulated in her brain that could not be absorbed by the human body, compressing the nerves in the brain, so the blood clot had to be removed through surgery. ”

The doctor's words should be as light as possible, not too heavy.

Correct......

When Tang Jingyun heard this, he still received a heavy blow!

He felt that his heartbeat, for a few seconds, was still, and his mind was also a blank space that he couldn't think.

Hit?

Craniotomy?

These two words wrapped around his mind, and all his thoughts were instantly confused.

He felt that his body was a little unsupportable, and he slowly sat down on the bench again.

He closed his eyes.

A long, yet uncomfortably suffocating silence spread.

"It's fine if you have surgery, isn't it?" His thin lips were tense, without a trace of curvature, and his voice was cold and shallow, which didn't sound real at all.

When he opened his eyes, what he couldn't hide in those dark pupils was unprecedented cold.

After a short pause, the doctor told her truthfully: "I'm sorry, sir, you are a family member of the patient, and I feel compelled to tell you the truth." ”

Tang Jingyun is such a thoughtful person, the doctor's words undoubtedly gave him a head start.

Even if he is as powerful as him, it is completely useless to put his strength on Song Tiantian!

Otherwise, three years ago, he would not have almost suffered from depression because of his divorce from her.

The doctor's calm voice came into his ears as if it were nothing: "The operation is very risky, I can only give 30% of the probability of success, if the operation is not done, this young lady will face complete amnesia or paralysis, and she will not be able to take care of herself...... If there are sequelae after surgery, then what I just said is unavoidable......"

Song had heard these words countless times from the doctor.

But for Tang Jingyun, this is ...... For the first time.

Until many years later, Tang Jingyun still couldn't forget the feeling he felt when he first heard these words.

Heart-piercing, piercing, even more uncomfortable than killing him!

*

The sun outside the window was bright and warm, and it was full of heat and poured into the room.

As always, Song Tiantian woke up from a splitting headache.

She closed her eyes and raised her hand to press hard against her temples, but the pain was still unrelieved.

She opened her eyes a little irritably, and stared her head at the white ceiling above her for a long, long time......

She wondered where she was now.

Surrounded by unfamiliar circumstances, how did she get to sleep in this room and in this bed?