Doctors say that liver transplantation has a very good effect on liver recovery for patients with moderate to advanced liver disease, and the technology is mature and the success rate is high.
Having said that, He Nian is still very worried. No matter how high the success rate is, there is still the possibility of failure. This family can no longer withstand any wind and rain. He Minglan only dares to wipe her secret tears when she is carrying her husband. A gentle smile.
In the end, it was He Cen who had the easiest time.
In the past two years, he has watched his wife and children suffer due to accidents. His daily life is like Ling Chi's execution. If this operation is successful, no matter how difficult it is, life will gradually get better in the future.
If he failed, thinking of this, the man glanced at the faces of his wife and son with nostalgia, and moved his fingers.
The family can also be less burdened and more relaxed.
The night before the operation, He Nian lay in bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he would be haunted by nightmares, his ears were filled with noise, and the images were horrifying and depressing.
It was past twelve o'clock, and he looked sideways at the thick night outside the window. His mind became more and more awake, and the more awake he became, the more worried he became.
He Cen is a good father and a good husband.
Over the years, I have been teaching and educating people, doing my job conscientiously, and having a gentle and elegant personality. Although I have been taught various New Year greeting principles since I was a child, if I am bullied at school, I will support him immediately and take care of my little family. Very good, I usually don't even want to let He Minglan do the housework.
An ordinary middle-aged man plays an ordinary but great role.
If the operation fails, he will have no father...
Thinking of this, He Nian pursed his lips and curled up, his eyes suddenly moistened, and he felt uncomfortable and panicked. He did not dare to cry out and sobbed quietly, for fear of disturbing Mr. Chu's rest.
He wrapped himself up and pulled the quilt to cover his head. There was a small lump bulging on the large bed, and the sobs were hidden.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a soft sound, the wall lamp in the room turned on, and the quilt covering the head was lifted.
He Nian turned around and looked at Chu Xijin with tearful eyes. His chest heaved twice and he apologized:
"...Sir, did I disturb your rest?"
"No." Chu Xijin sat on the edge of the bed, and the distance between them was reduced. He stretched out his hand to wipe away his New Year's tears with his fingertips, and took out a bottle of sweet milk.
After all, he is still a child. How could he not be afraid when encountering such a thing? He said:
"I forgot to drink it tonight, so I brought it to you."
He Nian sat up and leaned against the bed. He took the milk and his voice was crying:
"I put it on the table and forgot to take it."
"Dr. Zhong, who performed the surgery on your father, is an expert in the field of liver transplantation. He has no failed cases so far."
"Huh? Dr. Zhong?" He Nian's eyes were a little confused. Wasn't it Dr. Li who performed the surgery? He told them the surgery plan two days ago.
Chu Xijin unscrewed the milk for him and said:
"Dr. Zhong arrived in City F tonight. He will be operated on at 9:30 tomorrow morning, which is totally in time."
He Nian breathed out quickly, and grabbed the man's wrist excitedly. The distance between the two was pulled closer, and he could count the other's eyelashes.
"Really!"
"Sir, is it true?"
He checked a lot of information on Baidu and naturally knew that Dr. Zhong was a famous liver surgery expert. His research in the past twenty years had made great contributions to liver surgery. He did not expect that he would come to perform surgery on He Cen.
Chu Xijin nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "Does this make you feel at ease?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was thrown into his arms. The difference in size made the warm body fit perfectly. The soft hair brushed across his chin. Chu Xijin's hand trembled slightly. He could clearly feel He Nian's trust and dependence on him. .
She also enjoyed this feeling and couldn't help but put her palms on the boy's head and rub it.
"gentlemen."
The voice of New Year greetings was soft and filled with great joy.
"Thank you."
He didn't know how to express this gratitude. If it could be measured in milk cakes, it would be about a thousand, no, ten thousand milk cakes.
It took a while for the New Year greetings to calm down, but I later realized the embarrassment. My lower back was held by the man's big hand, and I could feel it clearly. The hollow of my lower back was numb and a little hot. They were both warm through the thin pajamas. blend.
The tips of his ears quickly turned crimson.
His body movements became stiff during the New Year greetings, his heart was beating very fast, and his breathing slowed down. He silently counted down three numbers, and then retreated slightly.
Taking a sneak peek, it seemed that he was alone in the chaos, and the gentleman didn't seem to have any reaction.
The two bunches of dull hair on the top of his head hung down.
Chu Xijin reminded: "Drink the milk."
"okay."
The sweet milk that had been neglected for a long time was finally favored by its owner. The originally refrigerated milk had returned to normal temperature. He Nian raised his head and took a few sips.
The small Adam's apple slid, and he couldn't help but "hiss" after drinking.
In fact, the most serious burn last time was not the tongue, but the soft flesh of the roof of the mouth. Almost a layer of skin was burned away, exposing the mucosal tissue. It took five or six days to heal.
"Still hurts?"
He Nian nodded and then quickly shook his head. He was afraid that his husband would be worried. When he asked in the morning, he said it no longer hurt, but now he said it hurt...
Chu Xijin held his wrist and took the milk:
"Stop drinking, let me take a look."
"It's on the roof of the mouth, invisible."
Afraid that the man wouldn't believe it, He Nian opened his mouth and gestured. He couldn't see the position with a mirror, so he could only lightly sweep it with the tip of his tongue to break the skin.
Chu Xijin pinched his chin and leaned over to take a look. It was indeed invisible. The burn on the tip of his tongue was almost healed.
The air was quiet, and the atmosphere changed slightly.
Letting go, the man's eyes fell on the beautifully shaped lips. There were still some milk stains on them, which had dried up because he had just cried. He Nian's long eyelashes were wet, as if there were undried tears.
Chu Xijin looked at him for a while, but instead of helping him like last time, he said:
"Lick the milk stains on the corner of your mouth clean."
He Nian subconsciously smacked his lips, feeling a little sticky. He pursed his lips obediently and licked until the milky taste disappeared, and then showed a smile:
"Thank you, sir."
He Nian rushed to the hospital early the next morning. Although he was still nervous, he was no longer afraid and watched He Cen being pushed into the operating room.
"Mom, come and sit for a while. The operation will take six or seven hours."
He Minglan said "Hey" and finally sat on the bench, still unable to calm down. He Nian pulled out Dr. Zhong's resume and showed it to her. He hugged his mother and patted her back to comfort her:
"Dr. Zhong is very powerful. We have to believe in him and believe that Dad can survive this."
Hearing this, He Minglan's tense body relaxed a little. Since moving to the hospital in City F, which has more professional equipment, treatment conditions, and psychological counselors, He Cen's condition has really improved a lot.
"You are really promising every year. Not only can you comfort people, but you can also apply for such a good charity fund. Your father has said it behind his back several times, fearing that you will suffer hardship."
He Nian said warmly: "Mom, don't worry, everything will be fine once dad gets better."
"When this period of time passes, mother will go to work, and your father will also receive a fixed salary every month. Nothing can delay you anymore."
Facing such a sensible son, He Minglan felt pain in her heart. Her young shoulders were under such heavy pressure. She didn't know how much she was suffering behind her back. She just hoped that everything would go smoothly after this hurdle.
This operation took an extremely long time. The mother and son stared at the operating room lights, which did not go out until five o'clock in the afternoon. Dr. Zhong came out and took off his mask, showing a relaxed smile:
"Congratulations, the operation went well. The patient is now transferred to the ICU and will be under intensive observation for two or three days."
"Thank you doctor, thank you!"
"Thank you so much..."
"It's all as it should be."
Dr. Zhong nodded and turned to leave.
Not being able to visit the patient for the time being, He Nian helped He Minglan take a look at the window, and then sent the person to the ward. He had been so busy and exhausted these days, and finally received the best news.
He Nian sat in front of the hospital bed and quickly sent a message to Mr. Chu.
Next to him, He Minglan was observing her son's little movements, always looking at her phone intentionally or unintentionally, as if waiting for some news, but she did not avoid her actions.
"Every year, you..."
The young man raised his head and asked in confusion: "Mom, what's wrong?"
He Minglan didn't know what to say. Her son was already twenty years old. It was normal for him to fall in love and there would be no danger. Moreover, his son had a good temper and would definitely not break the hearts of other girls.
"Mom, I don't mean anything else. If you fall in love, you have to treat them well. You can't be half-hearted. Do you hear me?"
"Um?"
He Nian raised his head almost immediately, a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, and he tried to appear calm:
"Mom, why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Are you hungry? I'm going to buy food."
The smile in He Minglan's eyes became more obvious and she stopped continuing the topic:
"Okay, okay, don't tell me, then go ahead."
He stayed in the hospital for the next three days. Fortunately, He Cen showed no symptoms of rejection or infection, so he was transferred to the general ward.
During the Lunar New Year, I paid back the money I borrowed from relatives. The cost of the operation was much higher than originally estimated. The liver source alone cost 400,000 yuan, the operation fee was 200,000 yuan, and the anti-rejection drugs cost 97,000 yuan. Albumin.
The cost of the surgery cannot be covered by medical insurance, and the intensive care for the next half month will cost a lot of money every day.
So far, all the money has been paid by Mr. Chu, and none of Kali's five hundred thousand has been touched.
The total of these expenses is guaranteed to be 700,000 yuan. Calculated by He Nian, it will take him seven years to repay 100,000 yuan a year.
However, it is easy to say.
He Nian squatted down along the wall and buried his face in his knees.
But what would he have done if he hadn't met Mr. Chu? Selling him wouldn't be worth so much money, so he was lucky and should be grateful.
He Nian wiped his face, cheered up, folded the planning form and put it in his pocket. After all, the biggest difficulty was over.
It was already evening, and he received a message from his husband two minutes ago, saying that he was waiting for him at the back door of the hospital.