Chapter 77 has a very low success rate.
Mao Mao ultimately didn't finish that bag of roasted chestnuts.
Her stomach was bulging, and she couldn't fit a single chestnut in it. After saying goodbye to Zhang Jingshu, she ran home, clutching the paper bag.
Chestnuts are delicious, let's give them to my fourth brother.
We need to fatten up our fourth brother!
When Mao Mao returned to the dining room, the aroma of chicken soup lingered in the air, but there was no one in the room.
She clutched the bag and huffed and puffed as she climbed the stairs. Chestnut tumbled and rolled all the way in the paper bag, and together with Mao Mao, they rolled and tumbled to the door of her fourth brother's room.
The door wasn't closed, and voices could be heard coming from inside. Not only was my fourth brother inside, but my second brother was too.
Mao Mao poked her little head in.
The two brothers sat by the window. Lou Heming moved a chair over and looked at his younger brother in the wheelchair across from him.
He flipped through the medical report in his hand, his expression somewhat grave: "Ah Sui, I know you really want to get back on your feet, but... I don't really recommend it."
Lou Yansui lowered her eyes and stared intently at the pattern on the carpet, as if she were mesmerized.
“If we had the surgery back then, the success rate would be higher than it is now. But in the past year or so, you haven’t had proper rehabilitation, and your muscles and nerves have atrophied somewhat. If we force the surgery… there is a very high chance of failure.” Lou Heming couldn’t bear to look at his younger brother’s expression.
What could be more despairing than repeated failures?
After regaining his hope, he was caught off guard by a new blow.
As a doctor, Lou Heming had informed many patients of the devastating news.
But never before had he felt this way so deeply, his heart aching with unbearable sorrow.
After a long while, as if she had grown tired of looking at the patterns, Lou Yansui slowly raised her head.
“I want to try,” he said softly.
“Ah Sui…”
"Even if there's only a one percent chance of success, I'd still like to give it a try."
Lou Heming said with a heavy heart, "A-Sui, failure will only cause you more pain, not to mention the success rate is so low..."
"Second brother, I don't want to be a useless person anymore." Lou Yansui interrupted her brother directly: "I want to stand up again and be the person I used to be."
His pride prevented him from being pitied by others, from always being inferior or slower than others, and from being pitied for the rest of his life.
He wanted to walk, he wanted to run, he wanted to ride a horse, and he even wanted to fly with Mao Mao in his arms.
He already had many things he wanted to do and didn't want his legs to hold him back any longer.
"Second Brother, I need to have the surgery." Lou Yansui said firmly, "Even if you disagree, I still want to have it done."
"At least you should have told your father."
"I don't need to tell him, I can decide for myself. I can be admitted to the hospital right away."
"Let's discuss it again after Dad and my older brother get back..."
"Second brother, I..."
"This is not something you can decide," Lou Heming said helplessly. "You are still too young. Even if you were an adult, you would still need a family member's signature for surgery."
"..."
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
The two brothers gazed into each other's similar eyes, both clearly seeing the unspoken insistence and advice in the other's voice.
Lou Yansui slumped back in her wheelchair.
The sunlight outside the window couldn't penetrate the heavy curtains, and shadows fell on him, vaguely enveloping him.
Suddenly, Lou Heming snorted and looked up. "What's that smell?"
Why does it smell a little good?
The two brothers snapped out of their daze, turned around, and were immediately startled.
Suddenly, a small figure appeared beside me.
Mao Mao arrived at the side at some point, and listened for an unknown amount of time without making a sound.
Meeting her two older brothers' gazes, she tilted her head back, opened her big, dark eyes, and looked at them with an adorable expression.
What?
What little secret?
Let Mao Mao listen too.
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