Add to that the cost of a matching heart, medications used during the operation, and the meticulous and tedious recuperation after the operation.
All in all, it’s nearly 100 million.
Not to mention Ye Wan, even among the wealthy families in the imperial capital, it is not an easy number.
"Actually, there are other ways."
Seeing Ye Wan remained silent, Dr. Lin said, "Dr. Frost works at Washington Medical School. His name is registered at Washington Hospital. You can take Xiao Cheng to the United States for surgery."
The only impact is probably on Ye Wan's career.
Doctor Lin advised softly: "Ye Wan, in fact, the technology in our country is mature enough, 95%..." The success rate is already high enough.
"I'll ask for Dr. Floss."
Ye Wan raised his eyes and looked at Dr. Lin. "Besides the doctor, there is also the matching, right?"
Doctor Lin nodded, "Yes."
Ye Wan heaved a sigh of relief.
A sentence suddenly popped up in my mind.
Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.
"I'll take care of the matching problem."
Ye Wan looked earnestly, "Dr. Frost, please take care of this. I hope the surgery can be performed as soon as possible!"
Before he knew that the little boy had a congenital heart disease, Ye Wan thought nothing was wrong.
I still take him for morning and night runs as usual, and let him sleep alone in the bedroom at night.
But ever since Zhou Tian met Dr. Lin, Ye Wan has been sleeping next to the little bun at night.
When Ye Wan woke up in the middle of the night, he would subconsciously touch the little bun's hand.
Only when she touched his warm little hand and felt the weak and slow pulse at his wrist could she let out a long sigh and fall asleep again.
Recalling the previous times when they were running, the little boy was panting and said that his heart was beating so fast that he could hardly breathe, and she cheered him up.
Ye Wan really wanted to go back to the past and slap that careless self to death.
"Don't blame yourself, you've done a great job!"
Comforting Ye Wan, Dr. Lin said in a deep voice: "The hospital will contact the doctor and the matching as soon as possible, and notify you as soon as there is any news."
"thank you!"
Ye Wan nodded, walked out of Dr. Lin's office, and immediately made a phone call.
At the same time, someone posted a heart matching message on the International Medical Network.
When Dr. Lin heard the news, his gaze towards the girl in front of him was no longer as sympathetic as before.
In the world of the strong, there is no need for sympathy.
The cost of surgical intervention and matching surgery, all added up to over 100 million yuan.
What is more difficult than one hundred million is actually matching.
But when it comes to Ye Wan, these two problems seem to be just a matter of thought.
But it was resolved in just a few days.
"The hospital has contacted Dr. Frost and made an appointment with him for the 12th of next month."
"Okay, I'll go through the procedures now and transfer the fees to the hospital account."
…
It was evening when he walked out of the hospital. Looking at the balance information on his mobile phone, Ye Wan didn't know whether to be thankful or emotional.
Fate is so magical.
Open a window for you, allowing you to get a glimpse of the corner of the golden mountain.
But it also opened a door, letting the northwest wind whistle in and chilling you to the bone.
Fortunately, the aloof boss did not provide her with an account number to allow her to pay off the debt in advance.
So that she won't go back on her word.
"What are you thinking about?"
A man's deep voice sounded in his ears. Ye Wan looked up and found Lu Changchuan standing a few steps away.
The little bun's disease.
The Ye family villa in Sicheng.
These two things combined can instantly turn her from a billionaire into a billionaire in debt.
Fortunately, the big creditor still has one year to repay the debt.
Another creditor is her boyfriend.
Ye Wan smiled, stepped forward and hugged his waist, "Mr. Lu, is the beauty trap worth money?"
(End of this chapter)