When he first heard Zhao Man's name, Qiao Yingrui thought he had misheard.
In his eyes, Zhao Man had nothing to do with being a marketing genius, and was more like a housewife who could cook.
But he couldn't help but believe it, because Zhao Man was indeed the public relations manager of Luo Ming Cosmetics. Could it be that she was really lucky?
Just as Qiao Yingrui was about to go over and ask, a nurse came running towards him in the corridor, looking around as she ran. She stopped only when she saw him and complained, "Why are you here? Your daughter is in the emergency room, and your wife is looking for you."
Qiao Yingrui was stunned. "What? He was fine when I just came out. What happened?"
"What do you mean fine? If you're really fine, you should be able to be sent to the hospital. Hurry up and go to the fourth floor."
Qiao Yingrui didn't even bother to pick up the kettle and hurriedly followed the nurse.
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Outside the emergency room, the emergency light was flashing, making people's hearts tighten.
Siwen had already cried her heart out, and there were kind family members of the patient comforting her.
"It will be fine, it will be fine. Your daughter is still so young, she won't be willing to leave you."
Just when Siwen was heartbroken, she saw Qiao Yingrui. She was so emotional that she went up to him and beat him.
"Now you're satisfied. You scolded Keke for being ignorant every day and even beat her. Now she's going to die. Are you happy?"
Faced with these questions, Qiao Yingrui felt uncomfortable.
After all, she is his biological daughter whom he raised since she was a child. Even though he is angry about some things, he still loves her in his heart. Now she is on the verge of life and death. As a father, Qiao Yingrui also blames himself.
He shouldn't have been so harsh on her and beat her up in a fit of anger.
Qiao Yingrui grabbed Siwen's arm and tried to calm her down. "Siwen, calm down. Keke is still in critical condition. It's not good for Keke if you make such a fuss."
Siwen fell down like a deflated ball, covering her face and crying bitterly, "Keke, my child, it's my fault. It's my fault that I wasn't with you..."
Seeing her so fragile and in pain, Qiao Yingrui's heart softened. He hugged Siwen and whispered, "This is all my fault. When Keke is discharged from the hospital, our family will be together and never separate again."
As he was speaking, the lights in the emergency room went out.
Siwen and Qiao Yingrui both gathered around him, "How is it, doctor? How is the baby?"
The doctor took off his mask and said, "The patient's condition has stabilized due to timely rescue efforts. However, given her current condition, if she were to suffer another attack, I'm not sure what the consequences would be."
Siwen's heart seemed to be clenched. She pulled the doctor's arm and begged, "Doctor, please think of a way for us. Keke, she is only nine years old."
"Please don't worry, family. We understand your feelings, but her heart has already failed. A transplant is the only way to cure her."
"But the problem is there's no heart source! Doctor, you're a doctor, please think of a solution for me. You must have a solution."
No normal parent can remain calm when their child faces a life-and-death test. Siwen was so excited that she could no longer control her strength and pulled the doctor, causing him to stagger.
The nurse came over to stop them and said, "Family, please calm down. The doctor has another operation to perform. Please cooperate."
Qiao Yingrui half-forced Siwen to hug him, "Okay Siwen, stop making trouble."
Siwen refused. In her eyes, the doctor was her only life-saving straw. She struggled, "Doctor, don't go!"
"doctor!"
Seeing the doctor hurriedly leave, Siwen's emotions also broke down. She pushed Qiao Yingrui away fiercely and asked, "Why did you stop me! Do you want Keke to die?"
Qiao Yingrui's face was filled with anger. "What nonsense are you talking about? Keke is my daughter. How can I bear to see her die at such a young age? But is there any point in pestering the doctor? He said there's no other way except to find the heart! If you're really capable, find a heart and give it to Keke!"
These words and sounds not only woke Siwen up, but also drained her last bit of strength.
She beat her chest and sobbed, "Keke, what should I do, what should I do..."
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When Qiao Keke woke up from his coma, it was already evening.
Her small face was mostly covered by the oxygen mask. She said weakly, "Mom, I'm thirsty."
Although her voice was very low, Siwen, who was dozing on the edge of the bed, was instantly awakened. "Keke, how are you?"
Qiao Keke curled her lips and said, "Mom, I feel bad. I want to eat KFC, I want to eat cola chicken wings, I want to go home."
"Okay, okay, as long as you get better, we'll go home right away. Come and drink some water first."
Siwen turned around to find a thermos to pour water for her, but found nothing. Then she remembered that Qiao Yingrui had taken the kettle to pour water that afternoon and had not brought it back.
Qiao Yingrui went home to raise money, and Siwen could only ask the family members of the patients in the clinic to help take care of her.
When she came back after finding the thermos, she happened to hear two family members chatting inside.
"Hey, you're talking about her family." The family member pointed in Qiao Keke's direction, "Is there still hope?"
"It's hard to say. Hearts are in such short supply these days, and there are so many people waiting in line. And even if a transplant is given, it may not survive the rejection reaction, unless it's from a close relative."
"Oh, you've hit the nail on the head. I have a relative who had this disease. His son had been waiting for several years for a suitable organ and was completely lost. He thought the child would not survive. But then his sister had an accident, which saved her brother's life."
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