Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

He never thought that the plot of an idol drama would happen to him. The heroine had cancer and had to be separated from the heroine. Now the person is replaced by him. In real life, his body is quite strong, almost Had any serious illness.I never thought that he would be able to make it here. Isn't this a trick of creation?

Mu Tingzhou's words still echoed clearly in his ears.

"Your condition has deteriorated. Judging from the current situation, surgery must be performed as soon as possible."

"How could it be serious? I didn't feel bad during this time, and I almost forgot about it."

Mu Tingzhou said: "That's because you have been using drugs to control the pain for so long, but this is still a temporary solution, not the root cause. You still have to have surgery, otherwise..."

He concealed the second half of the sentence, but seeing his face was heavy, it seemed that the situation was not good.

"If surgery is performed... what is the chance of success?" After thinking about it, I still asked the most important question.

"Your condition is relatively rare in heart disease. If you want to say a specific number, I can't say it well."

When Mu Tingzhou said this, he almost avoided his gaze.

He knew that Mu Tingzhou's medical skills were considered outstanding among his peers, otherwise he wouldn't have become a director at such a young age. Even if he said so, the situation... is probably hanging.

"Then... what will happen if you fail?" Qi Song finally asked in a low voice.

Mu Tingzhou pondered for a long time, "There are many situations."

"Will you die on the operating table?"

What he asked was very straightforward. Mu Tingzhou suddenly raised his eyes, just looked at him quietly, and didn't say anything. In fact, the answer was already obvious. If he didn't, he would definitely answer immediately instead of Such a long silence.

Qi Song's heart also fell to the bottom, but he didn't expect that after a few days of good life, he would suddenly face another challenge.

"Actually, I suggest you to have surgery as soon as possible, so...the chance of success may be higher. If this continues for a long time, your body will not be able to bear it, and the effect of the surgery may not be as good as before."

"I have been contacting foreign experts and doctors since I first returned to China. If possible, they will form a temporary medical team to come over. At that time, you should have an operation."

He probably understood what Mu Tingzhou meant.In other words... If they are in place, they can perform an operation on him, and the success rate of this operation is unknown.

If you're lucky, you might succeed and wake up. If you're unlucky, you might die on the operating table without even having the chance to open your eyes...

When thinking of this, a familiar figure subconsciously flashed in his mind.What if... Shen Ci saw him dying on the operating table...

He dared not think.

"Are you worried about him?" Seeing his sad expression, Mu Tingzhou asked.

Qi Song looked at him in surprise. He had never mentioned this to him before, so how could he know?

"Do you still think I don't know? Didn't I tell you that you have changed? I can guess the emotion between the two of you, such a superficial interaction."

Hearing this, Qi Song hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and said almost instinctively: "Don't tell him about this, I... I haven't prepared myself yet."

"Sooner or later he will know."

"Any night is fine, as long as it's not now, he can't be influenced by me anymore. And...if I really can't wake up, I don't want to make him too sad, I don't want him to see...that look, can you... ...help me?"

Mu Tingzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he patted him on the shoulder casually, "There is no disease that I can't cure, so just put your heart in your stomach, don't talk about what you have and what you don't have."

Qi Song, who was immersed in his thoughts, felt a sudden force grabbing his wrist. The man held his hand, and forced it to be held in front of him, shining the ring in front of him. "Then what is it? Are you deceiving me or yourself?"

Indeed, even though he said such harsh words to him, the ring was worn on his hand from the beginning to the end, and he didn't bother to take it off at all, and never thought about taking it off.

The wrist was pinched tightly, and Qi Song felt a strong sense of oppression.