Chapter 301 I Am Willing

Shu Ya didn't expect the little guy to talk like this, she was stunned and didn't know what to say, with a little embarrassment on her face, but she also wondered why Xuanxuan and her grandfather met for the first time, but they didn't feel strange at all. , maybe this is blood thicker than water.

At first, Shu Ya was worried that her father would ignore the child because of her and Han Mo, but the scene in front of her surprised her too much.

The little guy was sitting next to his grandfather, and he didn't have the timidity of meeting him for the first time.

The old man was sitting on the head of the bed. He was originally so serious and not good at speaking, but he was not restrained, and he always had a gentle smile on his face.

"Grandpa, Xuanxuan didn't bring a paintbrush and drawing paper this time. Can I paint it for you next time?" The little guy originally wanted to paint a portrait of his grandfather, but he changed his mind when he thought that the toolbox he used to draw was still at home.

Shu Qiang can only smile at the little guy now, and was completely captured by the cute granddaughter, and said quickly, "Okay, then next time Xuanxuan brings a brush and drawing paper, I will paint for my grandfather."

As if thinking of something, the little guy suddenly said, "So, grandpa, you have to get well quickly, the paintings you draw when you are sick will not be beautiful. Last time I was hospitalized, it was fine in two days, and grandpa needs to hurry up too. Get out of the hospital."

Shu Qiang gently stroked the hair on the back of the child's head, and said with a smile, "Grandpa's illness won't get better soon."

The little guy didn't know what disease his grandfather had, and he didn't understand the difference between his grandfather's hospitalization and his own.

"Xuanxuan can be discharged from the hospital in two days at such a young age. Grandpa is an adult, so he needs to get better soon."

Shu Qiang knew how to explain the child and would not understand, but suddenly there seemed to be hope in his heart, and he nodded vigorously, "Okay, Grandpa will definitely work hard."

The little guy nodded with satisfaction, "Grandpa must work hard."

One old and one young sat on the same hospital bed, speaking the warmest and most common words.

Liu Huijuan and Shu Sheng knew that Xuanxuan had slipped into the ward. At first, they were very anxious and wanted to bring the child out. Liu Huijuan was so surprised when she first saw the child, but she did not object to Shu Ya and Han Mo being there like her wife. Together, coupled with the thoughts of her daughter, the little guy is so pink and cute, so she has no negative emotions.

But Shu Qiang was different. When everyone found out that the little guy had entered the ward, they all sweated. Obviously it was too late to lead her out immediately. In a hurry, Liu Huijuan and Shu Sheng both lay on the door and observed the situation inside through the glass.

Han Mo was also a little worried.

He doesn't need to lie on the door because he is tall, and he can be seen from behind.

To everyone's surprise, nothing happened in the ward that they were worried about. When Shu Qiang saw Xuan Xuan, not only did he not glared at him, he didn't even look shocked, as if he knew the existence of the little guy.

And the little guy is even more intimate with his grandfather. If you don't know the inside story, you won't be able to see it. In fact, they only met for the first time today.

The little guy in the ward raised an innocent little face, driving away all the unpleasant emotions that had enveloped the whole family these days.

Han Mo had a panoramic view of all this, and he was relieved that he brought this little guy back to southern Jiangsu at that time.

The child had been outside just now, and Han Motuo couldn't leave. Now that the little guy was in the ward, he had nothing to worry about and walked straight to the doctor's office.

Han Mo has always wanted to ask Shu Qiang's physical condition in person. Although it is cancer, not all cancers are incurable. If detected in time, some cancers can be cured, or they can continue to live a normal life. Years or twenty years is no problem.

Han Mo's fame is limited to the Beidu area, and not many people know him in southern Jiangsu.

The door to the doctor's office was ajar, and inside there was an attending doctor writing his medical records.

Han Mo gently knocked on the door, and the doctor looked up in its direction. At this time, all who came to him were about the condition of his family members.

Han Mo briefly introduced his purpose, and the doctor brought out Shu Qiang's case.

"It was discovered early, there was no large-scale spread, and the treatment was relatively timely. However, when you are older, your body functions in all aspects are not as good as those of young people. The treatment effect is very slow, and in the slow deterioration, only conservative treatment is currently available." The doctor said that the truth is about = Dao.

"Then how can it be cured completely?" Han Mo didn't understand medicine, so he could only ask the simplest question, hoping that Shu Qiang could live a normal life as before.

The doctor shook his head helplessly, "No patient on our floor can be completely cured."

Han Mo's heart sank.

Once upon a time, cancer was far away from him, only on TV, in the news, and in other people's stories. At this moment, it suddenly happened around him, and for the first time he felt at a loss.

After reliving his first life, Han Mo felt that life was no longer as difficult as before, and it seemed that everything was under his control, so he cherished life more, enjoyed life more, and hoped that the person he loved could live a better life. He once thought that, As long as he makes a little effort, there is no problem that can stop him from protecting his family.

It turned out that in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, no matter how many lives he lived, he was still so small that he had no ability to fight back.

The doctor saw that Han Mo was silent, and his sad expression was palpable. Although he had experienced too many partings, he could still feel a faint unbearable feeling in his heart every time he faced the patient's family.

"In fact, there is a method, but the cost is very high, and even if the operation is successful, it may not be 100% recovery, and there may be recurrence."

Han Mo's eyes widened, the cost is not a problem, as long as it can be cured, the money is not a problem.

"What method?" Han Mo asked eagerly.

"Liver Transplantation."

Han Mo frowned slightly.

The doctor continued, "But now the source of the rod needs to wait."

"How long?"

"I don't know the specific time. Some may have to wait four or five years, and some may have a suitable liver source in four or five days. I can't say for sure."

"Four or five years?" Han Mo's eyes froze for a moment.

The doctor closed the case gently, "Actually, the best way is to donate from family members, children, brothers and sisters. First, there is no need to wait. Second, the possibility of rejection will be relatively less, and the probability of success will be high."

Han Mo was silent.

"Of course, it is impossible for the operation to have no effect on the donor. Although the liver has regeneration function, it is very slow. Whether it will have any impact on life in the future, there is no accurate medical conclusion." The doctor sighed softly, "Actually We generally do not take the initiative to suggest that family members donate, this kind of thing, after all, is related to their own lives, many people are still reluctant, and they can understand."

Just then the door was suddenly pushed open, and a gentle and decisive voice sounded.

"I would."