With only two months left to live, the contract girlfriend cried like crazy

"Maybe I made a mistake?"

Lin Xun didn't care.

"Just like when we look at foreigners, because of inertial thinking, our focus is on their white skin, blue eyes and yellow hair, and Mr. Jameson may be the same, plus maybe he has seen someone who looks a bit like me, so he made a mistake."

Lin Xun didn't think he had any outstanding and attractive points.

He was used to making mistakes.

Back then, didn't An Miaoxi pull him to sign the five-year contract because he was wearing something similar to Gu Jinnian on the street?

"Well, Lin Xun's analysis makes sense."

Lu Qiankuan also nodded.

"Okay, let's not worry about this, let's treat Lin Xun first, this is the most important thing."

Lu Manman interrupted the conversation of everyone, she was only concerned about Lin Xun's condition.

"Mr. Jameson, what should we do next?"

Lu Qiankuan looked at Jameson.

"Heart failure is more troublesome. First do a blood test, then an X-ray, an electrocardiogram and coronary angiography."

Jameson's eyes did not stay on Lin Xun for too long, and turned to look at the document in his hand.

This document was the case of Lin Xun that Lu Manman had given him before.

"Okay, then there is no time to lose. Lin Xun, you should go for these tests now!"

Hearing this, Lu Qiankuan walked up to Lin Xun and patted his shoulder.

"Axun, I'll go with you." Deng Hui also said.

"Okay."

Lin Xun nodded.

Soon Deng Hui and Lin Xun walked out of the consultation room.

There was already a medical staff waiting at the door. It seemed that Lu Manman had told the hospital in advance to arrange it.

"Mr. Lin, right? Please follow me. I will arrange the examination."

The medical staff, wearing a mask and a hat, said to Lin Xun and the others, and then walked towards the clinic next to them, motioning for the two to follow.

In the consultation room.

Jameson put the file aside and sat down.

"Wait for the result. I hope God can bless him."

"Mr. Jameson, if Lin Xun's disease can be cured, what will happen next?"

Lu Manman's white hands were sweating and her heartbeat was accelerating. She seemed very nervous today.

"The specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail. From his medical records, it is indeed very similar to the situation of a patient I treated before. Although it is very dangerous, as long as the blood and X-ray examinations are OK, he can survive by replacing his heart."

"What is the success rate of heart transplantation?"

"The success rate of heart transplantation I have performed is 100%--"

Hearing this, Lu Manman felt a little happy in her heart.

"But this is just the success rate of the operation. I can't control rejection or other complications. So, I'm not 100% sure whether he can survive. Sorry."

"Don't worry, Manman. If there is one person in this world who can save Lin Xun, it must be Mr. Jameson. He is currently the top cardiologist in China and abroad. We must believe in him."

Lu Qiankuan saw Lu Manman's worry and comforted her.

"I hope so."

Lu Manman looked out the window. The raindrops left distorted marks on the glass. The sky was dark and the rain did not decrease.

Recalling the scenes of getting along with Lin Xun and his sunny smile, Lu Manman felt pain in her heart.

She remembered the time they spent together, and those beautiful moments flashed in her mind like a movie.

Every smile and every daily interaction made her feel warm, but now, all this may become a thing of the past. She really doesn't want Lin Xun to die like this.

Lin Xun, come on.

I believe you can get through this.

Under the guidance of the hospital staff, Lin Xun's examination went smoothly.

All the examinations were completed in about an hour, and then he returned to the consultation room.

The waiting time is always long.

Another two hours passed, and the door of the consultation room was pushed open by the staff, holding an analysis report in his hand.

After the staff came in, they took a look around, and finally handed the results to Jameson and left.

Seeing the results, the emotions of several people fluctuated significantly.

Lu Manman and Deng Hui stood up and walked to Jameson's side, and their eyes looked at the analysis report above at the same time.

But there were some data and professional terms on it, and the two did not understand it.

"How is it? Mr. Jameson?"

"Let me take a look first..."

Jameson looked solemn and began to check the first analysis report, which was a blood-related test.

"Some blood indicators are lower than ordinary people, but fortunately there is nothing wrong with this.What a big problem..."

Everyone was relieved after hearing this.

"X-rays did not show any obvious abnormalities..."

"There were no obvious masses or shadows in the blood vessels near the heart..."

The first few analysis reports were glanced over.

Jameson's answer made everyone feel relieved.

Finally, his eyes stayed on the only analysis report.

But as Jameson looked at it, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

After more than ten minutes, he still didn't speak.

"What's wrong, Mr. Jameson?"

"What's going on? Talk."

Deng Hui seemed very anxious.

Jameson put down the analysis report in his hand.

"Sorry"

Finally, he said a heavy sentence.

"Echocardiogram shows left ventricular enlargement, reduced left ventricular ejection fraction, and heart rate much lower than normal people..."

"Ah? ! How could it be..."

Lu Manman opened her eyes wide, with a look of disbelief.

Deng Hui next to him had a gloomy face and clenched his hands. He was trying hard to suppress the great grief in his heart.

Jameson's "sorry" has already explained the result.

And, as Lu Qiankuan said just now, if there is anyone in this world who can help Lin Xun, it must be Jameson. On the other hand, if Jameson believes that there is no way to save him, then there is really no hope.

Despair instantly enveloped the entire claustrophobic room.

Lu Manman felt a little short of oxygen, his brain was dizzy, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Lu Qiankuan hurried forward to support him.

"Mr. Jameson, how about you take a look? Could you have seen it wrong? Or is there any other way to treat it? "

Deng Hui grabbed Jameson's clothes, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious, and he looked very scary.

Jameson looked heavy and his expression was also very ugly.

"I thought this gentleman's condition was similar to the one I treated before, but I didn't expect..."

"From the results, with such a low heart rate and enlarged left ventricle, it is difficult to support him to undergo heart transplant surgery..."

The inability to transplant the heart, coupled with heart failure, has already sentenced Lin Xun to death.

"Is there really no way out?"