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Chapter 922

Chapter 922

If it were to move her heart, she and Bo Zhanye could go out and give it a try.

Maybe he really can solve everything.

However, what is before them now is a child who is even more burdensome than the shackles of moral public opinion.

How could the Bo family accept her taking Bo Xilang's child with Bo Zhanye!

Bo Xilang would not agree either!

What should the child be called Bo Xilang in the future? What should he be called Bo Zhanye?

These problems are even more terrifying than if she is Lan Jiao's sister...

And she couldn't give up her child.

In this uncertain and hopeless situation, she gambled with her grandma...

"Miss." At this time, the doctors came out of the ward.

Lan Xixi quickly recovered her thoughts and asked anxiously: "Doctor, what happened to my grandma? How is she now?"

The leading doctor looked at her and said politely and seriously:

"Miss, the patient's health has deteriorated again and his condition is dangerous. We are only temporarily stabilizing him.

I now have to notify the attending doctor to advance the operation and start the operation in an hour.

but......"

He paused and then continued: "Due to physical conditions, the success rate of surgery has been lowered again, so you have to be prepared."

Lan Xixi was startled.

"How low will it be? How likely is it now?"

The doctor sighed helplessly, and his tone was more like comfort:

"Twenty percent. Miss, we will do our best. Please come to the operating room to sign the surgical drape in a moment."

After saying that, he walked away.

Lan Xixi's heart suddenly fell from the mountainside to the bottom of the valley.

From 60% to 20%, it plummeted sharply.

How can grandma bear her current situation?

'You want your unworthy granddaughter to be tortured on the operating table.'

'For the sake of unfixed love, I bet your grandma's life.'

Lan Jiao's voice floated in her ears, Lan Xixi's face turned pale, and her body became weak.

Grandma, child, Bo Zhanye.

Three heavy images swayed in her mind, and then automatically formed into grandma, child or Bo Zhanye.

At this time, it was impossible for her to bet on her grandma's life, nor to abort the child...

Even if she didn't want to return to her original position with Bo Zhanye, she was still forced to make a choice.

"Lan Jiao." Lan Xixi seemed to have made up her mind and took out her mobile phone to call Lan Jiao.

No one heard!

She turned around and ran downstairs as hard as she could to catch up.

"Lan Jiao! Wait!"

Lan Jiao had just sat in the car when she heard the sound and a proud smile appeared on her lips.

Sure enough, his bet was right.

...

Forty minutes later.

The old man was pushed into the operating room.

After finishing his work, Bo Zhanye, who had just fallen asleep, received a call from the doctor arranged by him at the hospital:

"Master Jiu, the old man's surgery has been advanced. And...

Miss Lan asked my wife to be the donor and chose the first option."

First option?

Bo Zhan felt no sleepiness at night, hung up the phone and called Lan Xixi.

'Dudududu...'

‘Hello? Master Jiu?’ the woman’s voice was small.

Bo Zhanye asked: "Did you agree to Lan Jiao?"

He was smart enough to know and guess her choice so quickly.

Lan Xixi pursed her lips and took a deep breath:

"Well, so Master Jiu, don't contact me again, and I won't see you again."

"..." Bo Zhanye's deep eyes suddenly became dark and dangerous:

"You know what you're talking about?

Xiaoxi, I hope you understand the consequences."

He said he would not accept leaving.

She had promised him before that she would not break up easily.

It's a pity that I have to break my promise.


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