The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing was reluctant to let Ye Yuchen know after all.

But without him, it would be difficult for her to find the heart source in Ancheng, and she would not insist on the day of the heart transplant...

Since he will definitely leave, why not live happily again.

"Miss Mu, why do you think this way?" Zheng Bo twisted his eyebrows, "We will not allow patients to give up treatment until the last moment."

Mu Wanqing chuckled, "It's not the last moment..."

So what is the last moment?

When her tumor ruptured, she couldn't get out of bed anymore, so she could only wait for death in the hospital bed in the dark?

If that day comes...

What is the point of not giving up treatment?

"Miss Mu, you feel at ease in hospital to recuperate. Don't think about leaving the hospital recently. We will try our best to treat you."

Zheng Bo solemnly said, "Unless the hospital is really helpless, or the treatment process is painful and the cure rate is low, otherwise, I will not agree to Miss Mu giving up treatment."

When the voice fell, he turned and left the ward.

Mu Wanqin leaned on the hospital bed and looked up at the lamp on the ceiling. The fluorescent lamp was a bit dazzling, she narrowed her eyes slightly...

Maybe because she experienced a death.

So I always feel that it is better to spend the rest of my life happily than to treat myself painfully...

Moreover, doing this will not kill Ye Yuchen.

...

When Zheng Bo left the ward, his mood was a little heavy, and his face was a little unpleasant. Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian asked him, after all, he did not mention giving up treatment.

"Please persuade her." He sighed helplessly, and then left straight away.

Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian looked at each other before entering the ward.

However, as soon as Zheng Bo walked to the door of the office, a nurse who had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward, "Director Zheng!"

"how?"

"The heart color Doppler ultrasound of the SVIP patient you want has new results." The nurse passed the kraft paper bag.

Zheng Bo saw the name on the paper bag, his eyes dazzled, he took the information bag and strode into the office, took out the heart ultrasound, and looked at it carefully.

Of the two tumors, the large tumor still compresses the extremely unstable small tumor, and the compression tendency turns out to be stronger...

It seemed like a small bubble was pressed by a rock, and it could be destroyed at any time.

The success rate of surgery is getting lower and lower.

"Director Zheng, I want to give up treatment."

"I just want to fulfill my last wish in my lifetime, and then... leave happily."

Mu Wanqing's words suddenly sounded in Zheng Bo's ears. He thought of her smiling brows, and of her ease and pretentious strength when she said she wanted to give up treatment.

Zheng Bo stared at the heart color Doppler ultrasound and was silent.

"Director Zheng, the dean...ask you still doing this operation?" The nurse cautiously tentatively asked, "He means, Gong Shao, we can't afford it, if the success rate is too low...or just forget it. Right?"

In case of death on the operating table...

It is easy to cause medical troubles and become their responsibility.

Ancheng Hospital really couldn't afford this risk, and the director was already terrified when he received this patient.

"I won't give up a patient for these reasons." Zheng Bo frowned tightly. "I will reply to the dean later. I still need to consider the operation plan."

The nurse nodded and left the office.

Zheng Bo couldn't help but fall into deep thought... It seems that Mu Wanqing knows that it is difficult for him to leave the operating room, so he said that to him, right?