() Huang Jun secretly rejoiced at Yuan Qiangjun's change of attitude, but he also understood one thing completely.
If you want something from someone, you must give something. As long as you meet the other person's strong needs, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
With new insights, Huang Jun put the sterilization box aside and fell asleep peacefully.
The night passed by in a hurry, and the new dawn entered the room through the window sill, driving away the darkness completely.
Just after six o'clock in the morning, Huang Jun got up, put on a set of clean clothes, made himself a delicious breakfast, and then rushed directly to the city with the disinfection box.
At the door of Dingdong Winery, Yuan Qiangjun and Lin Tao stood anxiously in front of a Hummer, looking around. The hospital had made preparations for the operation and was waiting for the donor to arrive.
When he thought that his son would be entering the operating room soon, a rare fluctuation appeared in Yuan Qingjun's determined expression.
"Brother Jun, don't worry, that guy doesn't dare to play tricks on us." Lin Tao quickly expressed relief when he saw that Yuan Qiangjun had lost his previous composure.
Yuan Qiangjun pretended to smile calmly, nodded and said: "He really doesn't dare, I'm not worried about it. I'm worried about whether Xiaoguo will have a major reaction after the surgery. Those doctors said that the surgery is not difficult.
, the difficulty lies in the recovery after surgery. Once the rejection reaction is strong, the operation is likely to fail, and Xiaoguo's life is not guaranteed."
"The surgical experts in Yanjing and Shanghai also said the same. What's going on with this rejection reaction?" Lin Tao became distressed about the medical problems.
"It's here, it's finally here."
Yuan Qiangjun didn't know much about medicine, so he could only smile bitterly in response to Lin Tao's doubts. And when he looked around, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure riding a mountain bike and carrying a box. When he saw Huang Jun coming, Yuan Qiangjun took three steps to meet him.
He took two steps and quickly stepped forward to meet him.
"Little brother is here?" Yuan Qiangjun took the box from Huang Jun's hand and asked politely.
"Fortunately, I got it. It's in the disinfection box." Huang Jun said while pushing the mountain bike.
"Let's go, let's go to the hospital." Yuan Qingjun looked at the disinfection box in surprise and urged.
After the mountain bike was handed over to the waiter for safekeeping, Yuan Qiangjun couldn't wait to pull Huang Jun into the Hummer and rushed directly to the Central Hospital.
On the way, Yuan Qiangjun couldn't restrain his curiosity. After taking a look at the disinfection box, he looked at Huang Jun and said, "Little brother, can I see what the heart looks like?"
Huang Jun nodded and said, "Look, it's okay."
Yuan Qiangjun nervously placed the sterilization box on his lap and opened it carefully. When he saw the strong and beating heart inside, Yuan Qiangjun hurriedly closed the sterilization box, looked at Huang Jun with surprise, and said: "
Little brother, you really have a good heart, thank you so much."
"I did my best, you are too polite." Huang Jun said modestly.
Yuan Qiangjun rubbed the disinfection box and nodded with a smile on his face.
Huang Jun glanced at Yuan Qiangjun's extremely nervous look and sighed secretly. Is this the most sincere love a father has for his children?
Thinking of father's love, Huang Jun couldn't help but think of his parents, whom he hadn't seen for many years. Are they okay? Deep longing spread rapidly in Huang Jun's heart.
After the Hummer stopped in the hospital parking lot, Yuan Qiangjun took a deep breath, held the sterilization box firmly in his arms, and then got out of the car.
At the door of the operating room on the fifth floor, several doctors in white coats stopped and waited. Their expressions were very calm, as if the mountain was collapsing but their colors remained unchanged.
As the elevator made a crisp electronic sound, several doctors looked over at the same time. When they saw that only Yuan Qiangjun and three others were coming, several doctors couldn't help but frowned. What is going on? Why is there no relevant person accompanying him?
This organ transplant operation is not something that can just be done. The origin of the organ must be registered. Without this procedure, it can easily cause huge disasters.
When the doctor was puzzled, Yuan Qiangjun walked steadily to the leading doctor and said with hope: "Doctor Zhang, I brought the heart here, do you think it can be used?"
Chief surgeon Zhang Chengyang did not reach out, but stared at Yuan Qiangjun and said: "Mr. Yuan, we did not agree. This organ must go through relevant procedures before it can be used. If you use it like this, we are also responsible."
Yuan Qiangjun frowned, hesitated for a moment, turned to Huang Jun, and asked for help: "Brother, can you explain to Dr. Zhang how this heart came about?"
Huang Jun glanced at Zhang Chengyang and immediately remembered. When he went to the wine shop to find Yuan Qiangjun that night, Yuan Qiangjun met him.
Seeing that he was not an outsider, Huang Jun said frankly: "Dr. Zhang, this heart was taken from the patient's body. It is impossible to go through the relevant procedures. It is originally his, and it is just returned."
"What?"
When the people at the door heard this explanation, they froze as if they were frightened.
Huang Jun shrugged and said: "That's the truth. I don't need to lie. The blood sample you gave me was transformed by biologists and the heart was taken out. I don't know how. That's how the heart came out."
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"Same gene, clone culture?" Zhang Chengyang asked in shock.
"I don't understand!" Huang Jun said innocently.
Zhang Chengyang and other doctors looked at each other and exchanged opinions. After reaching a consensus, Zhang Chengyang reached for the sterilization box and said: "If it is cloning culture, there is indeed no need to register. However, Mr. Yuan, if any disputes arise,
Please cooperate with me."
While Zhang Chengyang was talking, a young nurse showed a folder to Yuan Qiangjun and said, "Take a look and sign if there is no problem."
Yuan Qiangjun saw that it was a responsibility letter, took a cursory glance at it, and signed his name with a pen. The origin of the heart had been made clear, and it was cloned from his own son's blood sample. Yuan Qiangjun was relieved.
Seeing that Yuan Qiangjun had signed the responsibility letter, Zhang Chengyang and a group of doctors turned around and entered the operating room. The red light at the door of the operating room immediately turned on.
After sitting down on the rest chair, Lin Tao turned to look at Huang Jun and said, "Didn't you say that the biologist had genetically modified drugs? Why did it become cloning culture again?"
Huang Jun thought for a while and said: "I didn't say the cloning culture, it was the doctor's guess. I don't know how it was done. I'm just a porter."
Seeing that Huang Jun was unwilling to tell the truth, Lin Tao stopped asking. He looked at the restless Yuan Qiangjun next to him and said, "Brother Jun, I have heard of cloning. That technology is very popular abroad. It is very simple to clone a heart.
It won’t happen yet…eh?”
Lin Tao was halfway through talking, and turned to look at Huang Jun again with doubts on his face, and said: "Is this clone so fast? Don't you think the timing is wrong?"
"I don't feel it." Huang Jun shook his head and said, "I don't think I said cloning, I only said genetic modification. Don't think blindly. These doctors don't necessarily understand. As long as there is no problem with the heart, just let people recover."
Huang Jun was afraid that Lin Tao would think about it and try to get something out of him, so he quickly used words to explain it away.
"Xiao Tao, stop asking random questions, we don't understand this stuff." Yuan Qiangjun finally spoke.
The period of waiting for the end of the operation was always unbearable. Yuan Qiangjun and Lin Tao were like ants on a hot pot, constantly getting up and spinning around. Huang Jun squinted at their actions, curled his lips, and sat still.
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This heart was made by himself using the energy gene framework, and Huang Jun was very confident. As for transgenes and cloning, Huang Jun had no idea what was going on.
The operation continued until three o'clock in the afternoon.
As the red light went out, Yuan Qiangjun and Lin Tao immediately got up and ran to the door of the operating room. Zhang Chengyang, who looked tired, nodded to the two of them with a smile on his face and said: "Don't worry, the operation was successful. The transplanted heart performed well from beginning to end.
, there should be no major problems. As for the follow-up, further observation is needed."
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang." Yuan Qiangjun said and stuffed the red envelope he prepared into Zhang Chengyang's pocket.
"You're too polite." Zhang Chengyang glanced at Yuan Qiangjun and said knowingly.
Yuan Qiangjun's son was pushed out and transferred directly to the observation room. Looking at his son's slightly rosy face, Yuan Qiangjun patted Huang Jun's shoulder happily and said, "Little brother, you did a good job. I appreciate your kindness.
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After Huang Jun heard this, he smiled cheerfully and felt excited. The right to use this land is inseparable.
