With that said, Nan Juefeng took off the cigarette Yang Mufan held between his right fingertips and threw it into the ashtray.
Zhuo Qingcheng and others sitting opposite also comforted each other: "Second brother, you have to believe in Nishimachi. Not only in China, but also in the entire Southeast Asia, no one's medical skills can surpass him. As long as he is here, no matter what the little prince's condition is,
Whatever difficult and complicated diseases you have, they will definitely be cured."
Sirius nodded: "Second brother, please relax now. The little prince will definitely be jumping up and down in a while."
Even though he said this, Nishimachi didn't stop to explain the situation for a second, and the group of them still couldn't sit still, and everyone's brows were frowned tightly and deeply.
Who knows, it could be some kind of terminal illness.
When Nishimachi went downstairs, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
He wiped his hands with a disinfectant towel and walked downstairs quickly.
When Nan Juefeng and others saw it, they immediately rushed forward and asked eagerly: "Ximachi, what's going on?!"
"Is the little prince okay?!"
"What disease?!"
"Should everything be okay?!"
…
When everyone was asking about the situation, Nishimachi walked straight to the man who was sitting on the sofa and remained motionless, and shouted in a low voice: "Second brother."
Yang Mufan cast his sharp black eyes straight at him, pondered for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice: "How is the situation?!"
Nishimachi frowned, with a troubled expression on his face.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Tianhu and Tianbao became anxious and urged angrily: "Nishimachi, you should say something, you are mute?! What happened to the little prince?! Whether the situation is good or bad, you have to say something
, what do you mean by being silent and silent?!"
"Isn't it because you can't do anything about it? Nishimachi, you can't give up and let go. If you can't cure the little prince, I will be the first to despise you deeply." Tian Bao gritted his teeth angrily.
Nishimachi was silent for a long time, and then said word by word at an extremely slow speed: "Congenital heart disease."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden silence in the hall.
After a long time, Nan Juefeng said: "Can it be cured?!"
Nishimachi replied: "Congenital heart disease is the most common type of congenital malformation. The mildest cases can have no symptoms for life, while severe cases can cause severe hypoxia, shock and even death immediately after birth. Common ones
Heart disease is divided into three categories: first, category without shunt, such as pulmonary artery stenosis..."
"I just want to know: can my son be cured?" When Nishimachi was explaining a series of heart diseases, Yang Mufan suddenly interrupted him with a stern voice.
Nishimachi was stunned, and then replied hesitantly: "The little prince has a serious heart malformation, but it can be cured, but... he needs a heart transplant surgery. He was young and could not afford such a major surgery. I just checked
However, conservative treatment has been doing well. Now that he is over two years old, he can undergo surgery. Second brother, the sooner you do it, the better. The longer you delay it, the more dangerous it is."
"Then do it immediately." There was not much emotion on Yang Mufan's face.
After hearing this, Nishimachi fell silent.
After a long while, he said: "The most difficult thing right now is: we can't find a suitable heart source."
The heart is not a carrot or cabbage. You can buy it if you have money.
It is extremely rare to begin with, and the key is to have a successful match before surgery can be performed.
After hearing Nishimachi's words, Yang Mufan almost didn't think twice and directly cast his gloomy black eyes at Sirius.
Seeing this, Sirius nodded knowingly: "Second brother, I understand. Now I will contact major hospitals around the world."
