In the Atobe mansion, four private family doctors were rushed to the luxurious villa by a phone call.
Purple-blue silk curtains, tall floor-to-ceiling windows, silver wallpaper with sinking light, rows of gold and silver crystal chandeliers on the ceiling, expensive leather sofa sets, and soft gold and silver decorative threads on the floor.
Carpets, as well as hundreds of real big red roses placed on transparent glass tables, the faint fragrance is constantly exuding in the air, bright, simple, generous, the ultimate luxury can be seen everywhere
The level of these four doctors is well-known throughout Japan. At this time, they all gathered around the girl who was sleeping on the bed and kept doing various examinations.
"How is she?" Atobe suddenly stood up from the sofa, and the corner of his white clothes swept over the bright red roses, bringing with it a faint fragrance that quickly dispersed in the air.
The doctor turned around and bent slightly
"Master Jingwu, she is fine. She just breathed in too much dust and will be fine after a few hours of rest. Moreover, there is nothing wrong with the injury on her leg. It is just a skin injury. We have bandaged her, but..."
The medical skills paused for a while, not knowing what to say next.
Seeing that the young master seems to be particularly concerned about this strange girl, he really doesn’t know whether he needs to say it clearly next.
"What else is there?" Atobe Keigo's sapphire blue eyes slowly turned darker. Her illness. In fact, Saya Zengjin told him that perhaps her illness was much more serious than he imagined.
"Yes, young master." After hearing what he said, the doctor no longer concealed anything, "It's congenital heart disease. Originally, at her current age, it wouldn't be so serious, but she should have had a surgery a few days ago.
It was a major operation that suddenly increased the load on her heart, and her heart's ability to withstand it was gradually weakening. Therefore, she finally needed another operation, but this operation..."
The more he listened, the more serious Atobe's face became, and the darker his eyes became, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. As expected, what he heard from Sayato was only part of it, and he did not tell him all.
, he really didn’t expect that her illness would be so serious and what would happen to the surgery the doctor said?
"Continue talking," he ordered in a deep voice, and then turned his back to everyone. No one could see the expression on his face.
"Yes," the doctor continued, "according to our estimates, the success rate of this operation is no more than 60%. It is very dangerous, and it must be done as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished talking about the medical skills, suddenly the air seemed to solidify. After a while, the noble young man raised his hand and said: "You guys go down first."
After the doctor left, he turned around and looked at the girl lying on the bed.
60%, right? No wonder Sayato is unwilling to let her have the surgery. It turns out that the success rate of the surgery is so low.
He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her face with his fingers. His fingers felt a soft touch, which was different from his own. It was gentle, vibrating, and throbbing. And his mind was silent again, hidden almost invisible.
The place
"Little maid, how could I let you die so easily, you are not a gorgeous woman?" he raised the corner of his mouth, showing his arrogance and arrogance. In that youthful moment, he was extremely noble.
"Ah um, do you think so? Huadi" After waiting for a long time, no one answered.
He turned around, and it turned out that Huadi was not there
And he sat by the bed, for a long time, for a long time, the young man's face under the crystal lamp, the hazy silhouette, gorgeous, charming, dazzling and indelible in determination.