Chapter 509 Saka's Medicine

So later, whenever Di Jingxuan had another attack, no matter where it occurred, she would make him lie down immediately, take medicine, and then not let him move at all until the medicine had fully taken effect, and only let him get up after an hour.

only……

Xie Qingyan glanced at the bottle in Bai Zheng's hand. There were originally six pills in it, but now there are only five left.

If you are lucky, these five can last for two years. If you are unlucky, they can only last for a few months.

Looking at Di Jingxuan's pale face and his brows that were trying to relax but were still slightly furrowed, Xie Qingyan knew that his ventricular fibrillation had not stopped yet.

Xie Qingyan, who was extremely distressed, wiped the sweat off Di Jingxuan's face with a soft towel and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, just a little weak. It will be fine after a while."

Xie Qingyan stroked his clenched fist and said nothing more, just staying quietly beside him.

She didn't know how painful ventricular fibrillation was. She only knew that every time he had an attack, it took a long time for him to recover even after taking medicine.

This man, who was shot but was able to remove the bullet without making a sound or changing his expression, would be in so much pain that his face would turn pale every time he had an attack.

Xie Qingyan didn't dare to breathe, let alone show her sadness. She just sat on the ground, quietly accompanying Di Jingxuan.

The heat from the floor heating slowly rose, warming Di Jingxuan's back.

It was clearly spring and they were covered with a thick blanket, but Di Jingxuan's hands were cold. From time to time, his expression would change and he would let out a low groan.

It was not until half an hour later that the situation improved completely. Di Jingxuan's face gradually turned rosy and his hands began to regain warmth.

Only after seeing Di Jingxuan's complexion improve did Xie Qingyan dare to feel his pulse.

Every time she had an attack, because of the severe ventricular fibrillation, the heart could not supply blood, and several times Di Jingxuan had no pulse. Even if she had, it would only be about 30 times a minute at most during an attack. And she couldn't imagine the pain caused by not having a fibrillation.

Now his complexion has obviously improved, and his heart rate can now beat 50 times a minute.

"sorry……"

Feeling the pulse gradually stabilizing, Xie Qingyan's eyes became moist and she could no longer control her tears.

Di Jingxuan looked at his wife who was crying so hard that she was sad, and he felt sad too.

He held his wife's hand tightly and comforted her: "Honey, don't cry. I feel sad when you cry."

As expected, Xie Qingyan blinked a few times and quickly held back her tears.

Di Jingxuan said distressedly: "No one knows that the miracle doctor will suddenly pass away. But she should be more than one person in this world who can cure my disease. Wife, I am blessed with a long life. I can marry such a good wife like you. I will definitely live a long life."

Looking at Xie Qingyan who was extremely self-blaming, Di Jingxuan felt very uncomfortable.

When Saka said that he could cure his disease, Xie Qingyan was too scared when she heard about the surgical procedure, so she preferred conservative treatment.

In order to completely cure his disease, the heart must be taken out, and the vital signs must be maintained by an extracorporeal circulator, and then the deformed area at the bottom of the heart must be operated on. Even Saka told them that the success rate was 80%.

Even if you take medicine, the attacks will still occur and the frequency will increase with age, but as long as you have pills to prolong your life, this disease is like asthma, which cannot be cured but can save your life.

(End of this chapter)