Heart 42

  Hospital! Pale outline!

  The emergency light suddenly lit up!

  The best cardiology professor in the entire hospital rushed into the emergency room!

  Tall and slender, standing in a row of dozens of bodyguards dressed in black, like death gods!

  Jiang Tiankuai sat outside the emergency room with a cold face, his eyes flashing chaotically for a moment. When he carried Ru Mo in earlier, she was already unconscious, just like the three times her life had brushed past him in the past. He gritted his teeth slightly!

  Dong Ying stood anxiously outside the emergency room, staring at the red light shining with a terrifying glow. She turned around nervously and looked at Jiang Tiankuai sitting in the specially designed chair, wanting to say something, but seeing his cold and stern face, she didn't dare to speak further, so she turned back to continue staring at the tightly closed door of the emergency room!

  Everything is quiet and still!

  Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the door of the emergency room finally opened!

  The dean and several professors walked out with heavy faces first.

  Jiang Tiankuai immediately stood up and came to the front of the dean and professor, asking: "Dean! How is Ruo Mo?"

  The dean looked up at Jiang Tiankuai with a helpless expression, still forcing a smile: "Fortunately, this time it was sent to the hospital in time. If not, the consequences would be unthinkable. This is Miss Ruo Mo's second year of observation after her heart transplant. We found that her body and the transplanted heart have produced a rejection reaction."

  Jiang Tiankuang's eyes flashed with a cold light as he said in a chilly tone, "You mean to say... that heart isn't suitable for her?"

  The dean let out a light sigh: "You have to understand that organ transplants, especially heart transplants, will have a three-year observation period. If in these three years, her body doesn't have any other reactions, then everything will be fine..."

  "What's the worst possible outcome?" Jiang Tiankuai asked, looking at the dean.

  The dean looked up at Jiang Tiankuai with a hint of helplessness and said, "The worst-case scenario is that her heart will gradually shrink and fail, just like it did before the transplant. But if we can find another suitable heart for her before she falls ill again and perform another transplant, there might be a glimmer of hope. However, Miss Mo's body is too weak, and her willpower is not strong enough, which has also had a subtle psychological impact on her physical condition."

  Jiang Tiankuo clenched his fists, his face frozen, and his eyes trembled with a hint of heartache. He saw the nurse slowly pushing out the bedridden Ruo Miao, who was on her last breath. He immediately stepped forward, looked at Ruo Miao's pale face, tightly closed eyelids, and long eyelashes covering her eyes. With such tenderness and gentleness, he faintly smiled with relief, grasped her icy small hand, and solemnly promised: "I will definitely find a suitable heart for you, no matter the cost!"

  Ru Mo lay on the hospital bed, her eyes tightly closed, as if she had heard that promise, her eyelashes slightly fluttering, a hint of tears welling up.

  VIP ward.

  The rain has passed, and suddenly a hint of frost appears outside the window.

  Like foam, she was still anesthetized and hadn't woken up, lying on the snow-white bed sheet, her face pale, deeply asleep.

  Jiang Tiankuai sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at Ru Mo from afar with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

  Perhaps in dreams, she can still feel the man in her life, guarding herself, and falling into a deep sleep in sweet dreams.

  The knock on the door sounded softly.

  Jiang Tiankuang's eyes flickered slightly.

  Dong Ying's voice came from outside the door, saying softly: "President... Mr. Qin has arrived... It will take about fifteen minutes to get to the ward... He is very anxious about Miss Mo's condition..."

  Jiang Tiankuai remained silent, continuing to gaze at her sleeping face.

  Sorry, sorry. I was up all night writing the manuscript and by dawn, I was dazed and accidentally sent out only one chapter before falling asleep. When I woke up, I was shocked to find that there were still two chapters left unpublished. Here they are now, my apologies.