In a hospital ward.
Li Haicheng and his wife Lin Suran looked at their son, who was lying on the hospital bed, pale and bloodless, and had just fallen asleep.
The two exchanged a glance, then turned and quietly left together.
Even as she closed the door, she not only moved quietly, but she even held her breath.
They were afraid of making a sound that might wake the person in the hospital bed!
The two went to the next ward and quietly closed the door.
Li Haicheng plopped heavily onto the hospital bed.
Lin Suran walked over and sat down next to him.
He spoke with a worried expression.
"You said... Ze'er."
"Will we be able to get through this safely?"
Li Haicheng raised his arm, gently patted her back, and said comfortingly.
"Don't worry, it will definitely work."
As he spoke, something seemed to come to mind, and his eyes sharpened, gradually becoming resolute.
"No matter what, I will make our Ze'er healthy."
The worry on Lin Suran's face did not ease despite Li Haicheng's comforting words.
"But... haven't we been struggling to find a suitable heart to match him?"
Li Haicheng, however, remained calm and indifferent.
He leaned close to Lin Suran's ear and whispered something.
"Have you forgotten why we brought him out in the first place?"
Lin Suran's eyes widened suddenly as she looked at Li Haicheng.
“You…you mean…”
She suddenly covered herself, her mouth agape in utter astonishment.
Li Haicheng nodded indifferently at her.
Then he gave her a cold look.
“You know why we brought him out, so why are you so surprised?”
Lin Suran looked somewhat dejected and lowered her head slightly.
"After all, he was born after I carried him for ten months."
"I……".
Upon hearing this, Li Haicheng's face showed displeasure.
"If you hadn't given me these two sons, why would I have..."
Li Suran felt extremely sad whenever she thought of her two sons.
The two sons appeared to have all their limbs intact and were handsome, but little did anyone know that both of them suffered from congenital diseases.
My eldest son was diagnosed with a mental illness when he was 10 years old.
The younger son was framed during his pregnancy and mistakenly took some medication that was harmful to the fetus. As a result, he was diagnosed with congenital heart disease when he was three or four years old.
Thinking of this, Lin Suran suddenly burst into tears.
He harbored resentment towards God for the injustice He had suffered.
Why are other people able to give birth to safe and healthy children? But she gave birth to two in a row, and neither of them was healthy!
Li Haicheng frowned deeply as he listened to Lin Suran's soft sobs, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.
He spoke coldly.
"Alright, stop crying."
"unlucky".
Lin Suran silently wiped away her tears, swallowing all the resentment in her heart, and dared not show a trace of resentment on her face.
She raised her moist eyes and looked hesitantly at Li Haicheng.
"That……".
"Will Ning Qing agree to save his brother?"
Li Haicheng snorted coldly, a ruthless look flashing across his face.
"This is not up to him."
Li Suran suddenly remembered Ning Qing's table-flipping incident.
Concerns were raised.
"But when he goes crazy, few people can control him."
Li Haicheng sneered.
"Don't worry, this time the men are armed."
"He cannot disobey."
Li Suran said, "But...but, there aren't that many strict requirements for heart transplants. As long as the blood type is the same, it's fine."
"Why didn't we use his?"
Li Haicheng sighed.
"The conditions for transplanting human organs are neither particularly demanding nor particularly demanding, but they are also quite demanding in some ways."
"A heart transplant requires a beating heart."
This statement is already very clear.
The heart must be taken from a person who is still alive.
Time limits geographical scope!
Moreover, having a son with mental illness is an indelible stain on his brilliant life.
Now, this stain is almost gone.
Seeing that Li Suran still looked hesitant, he couldn't help but speak up.
"We are doing this so that the child can be freed from his mental illness as soon as possible. He suffers from a congenital mental illness that is difficult to cure."
"If he were to live his whole life like this, going crazy, it would be better for him to just let us be. It would help his brother and free him from this mess! He wouldn't have to live his whole life in a daze. How wonderful would that be!"
"May he be reborn into a better life and have a clear mind!"
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