Lin Zhixing always knew that her boyfriend's uncle, He Yanchen, was cold-hearted and unapproachable. She had heard that the man was noble, self-controlled, and did not associate with women.
..."Doctor Lin, do you know what I'm asking for?"
The night was dark and the room was quiet.
Perhaps because he had been there for too long, Lin Zhixing gradually got used to the strange smell in the room.
He Yan murmured, "Some of you seek wealth, some seek love, but what I seek is a life like this during this period. Aunt Zhou needs my care for her daily life and cannot do without me. What I can do is something her real son cannot do."
"In that case, why did you give her stimulants?"
Lin Zhixing now had no ability to resist and simply asked the doubtful questions.
"I'm an anesthesiologist, and I'm very sensitive to dosage. How could I let her die? At most, her health is a little poor, and she needs constant care."
He Yan's tone was calm.
But Lin Zhixing was horrified when he heard it!
She instantly understood all the man's intentions!
Everything He Yan did was never intended to take Zhou Qiaohua's life or her property.
Instead, it makes her health worse and worse.
It’s best to wait until you can no longer take care of yourself and need someone to take care of you 24 hours a day!
He Yan continued, "The biggest risk I've ever taken is asking you to perform a heart transplant on her."
Lin Zhixing also understood.
Artificial heart transplant surgery is extremely difficult, and the number of doctors in the country who can perform this surgery can be counted on one hand.
Lin Zhixing just came back from abroad. He is so young and has never had this kind of surgery in the country.
Generally, the family members of patients will not put their family members at risk.
Lin Zhixing asked him, "You knew it was a risk, but you still insisted on recommending that I perform the surgery on Aunt Zhou? Do you want her to live, or not?"
He Yan slowly stood up from the stool, walked to the window, and slightly opened the curtains in front of him.
More moonlight streamed into the room.
When Lin Zhixing was trying to find her bag by the light...
He Yan said word by word, "If I don't transfer to your hospital, I won't be able to know the schedule of your department."