Upon hearing this, Tan Zhengchu put down the wine glass in his hand, half leaned back on the sofa, and stared at Lin Quan with cold eyes, "Didn't you get an injection yesterday? I thought the virus had been eliminated."
Lin Quan shook his head and explained as he opened the medicine box, "Although the virus has been suppressed, it has not been completely eliminated. You have to get another shot to make sure it's safe."
When the third brother heard this, he looked up at Tan Zhengchu and said with a bit of annoyance, "I don't care about your business, but Lin Quan, when can you make Ah Qian better? Her health has been getting worse recently, and she doesn't even want to have a checkup."
Lin Quan paused and his expression became solemn.
He took out a potion and began to prepare the solution for the injection. He said in a low voice, "Qian's condition is... rather complicated. The new medicine doesn't work for her. I suggest you find a suitable heart as soon as possible. This is the only solution at the moment."
The third brother's expression instantly became even uglier. He clenched the bottle tightly, his knuckles turning white. "The right heart? Her heart type is rare, a one in millions chance. Where do you want me to find one?"
It turns out that A Qian has a history of heart disease, which is why the third brother's parents do not agree with them being together.
When he said this, his voice was choked up, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "If it really doesn't work... I'm willing to give her my heart."
Upon hearing this, Tan Zhengchu frowned and interrupted him coldly, "Third brother, don't let your imagination run wild. You gave her your heart, what will you do? Keep your heart well and don't do anything stupid."
Lin Quan also nodded, and said firmly, "Third brother, we will work together to find a solution. Don't be impulsive."
The third brother sneered, his eyes full of despair, "Find a way? I've been waiting for so many years, where is the miracle? Qian's health is getting worse day by day, I... I really can't hold on any longer."
Lin Quan was silent for a moment, then picked up the wine glass on the table, poured a glass of wine and handed it to the third brother.
The third brother took the wine glass and the two clinked glasses. Lin Quan drank it all in one gulp, then put the glass down with a serious expression.
"Third brother, there is something I must remind you of." Lin Quan's voice was low and solemn, "Ah Qian's disease is a genetic disease, which is extremely rare in the medical field. Her condition... is not optimistic. You must be mentally prepared."
The third brother's hand trembled violently, and the wine glass almost fell to the ground. He looked up at Lin Quan, his eyes full of disbelief, "What do you mean by that?"
Lin Quan sighed, with a hint of reluctance in his tone, "This is also the reason why your parents have always found it difficult to accept Ah Qian. They know her illness... and there is little hope of recovery."
The third brother's face turned pale instantly. He stood up suddenly, his voice trembling, "No, it's impossible! Ah Qian will be fine! I...I will never let anything happen to her!"
Lin Quan looked at him with a trace of worry in his eyes, "Third brother, I know your feelings for Qian. But as a brother, I can't bear to see you sacrifice your life for her."
The third brother's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched tightly, and his nails almost dug into his palms. He murmured in a low voice, "If she is really gone, what is the meaning of my living?"
Tan Zhengchu stood up, patted Lao San's shoulder, and said firmly, "Lao San, don't let your imagination run wild. We will find a way. A Qian wouldn't want to see you like this."
The third brother did not speak, but lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly. The atmosphere in the lounge was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
Lin Quan looked at Lao San with a complicated look in his eyes. He whispered, "Lao San, no matter what the result is, you must be strong. A Qian needs you, and we need you too."
The third brother remained silent, but his clenched fists gradually loosened. He raised his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "I will find a way. No matter what, I will not give up on Ah Qian."
Tan Zhengchu and Lin Quan looked at each other and said nothing. They knew that the third brother's determination could not be shaken, and the next step... could only be taken by the third brother himself.
Tan Zhengchu sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the third brother, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.
He understood the third brother's feelings. He was very familiar with the feeling of being willing to sacrifice his life for the safety of another person. He himself had made a similar decision for Su Yingxue.
Therefore, he did not try to dissuade the third brother, because he knew that no one was qualified to judge other people's choices.
"Third brother," Tan Zhengchu said in a low voice, his tone calm but heavy, "I understand how you feel. But you have to remember that no matter what decision you make, you have to think clearly about the consequences."
The third brother did not respond, but lowered his head, poured a glass of wine, and gulped it down. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of pain and self-blame.
"Qian has been... not behaving well lately." The third child's voice was hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue. "She always hides from me. I dare not sleep too deeply at night, for fear that she... fear that she will quietly leave."
When he said this, his hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, "I love her, but I hate myself more. I clearly promised to protect her, but now... I can't do anything."
Tan Zhengchu looked at him silently without interrupting him. He knew that what the third child needed at the moment was not comfort, but someone to listen to him.
Just then, the door of the lounge was pushed open.
Old Mrs. Tan came in with her handbag, glanced at the three people, and frowned slightly, "Why are you hiding here drinking? It's so lively outside, why don't you join in?"
Tan Zhengchu raised his head and said in a light tone, "Grandma, it's quiet here, we want to stay for a while."
Old Mrs. Tan glanced at him, then at the third brother and Lin Quan, and seemed to sense the heaviness of the atmosphere.
She didn't say anything more, just nodded, "Then drink less and don't delay your work."
After saying that, she turned and left the lounge, walked into the hall and looked around, muttering to herself, "Where are Liubao and Dabao? Why haven't I seen them?"
She walked around the hall but still couldn't find Liubao, so she decided to go see if Qibao was there.
She opened the door and walked towards Shippo's direction.
At this time, Qibao was with Erbao and Sanbao. The three little guys hugged each other and danced like adults.
Erbao and Sanbao stood aside, their gazes falling gently on Qibao, the corners of their mouths slightly raised, their eyes full of doting.
"Qibao, your step is wrong!" Erbao reminded with a smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Qibao pouted and said unconvincedly, "I'm not wrong! It's you who danced wrong!"
Sanbao couldn't help laughing and reached out to ruffle Qibao's hair. "Okay, okay, we were wrong. You danced the best."
Old Mrs. Tan came over and saw this scene, a kind smile appeared on her face.
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