It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 738 How would he choose?

Hearing the sound of the ward door closing, Jian Anan opened her closed eyes, turned her head to look in the direction of the door, and had complicated thoughts.

No matter how careful Lu Rufeng was in hiding, there seemed to be no smell of smoke on his body. Jian Anan could feel his nervousness and worry. He must have something to hide from him, and it was about his body.

Was she really seriously ill?
……

Doctor's office.

Lu Rufeng knocked on the door, and when he heard the doctor say, "Please come in." He opened the door and went in, and sat down opposite the doctor.

Before Lu Rufeng could speak, Dr. Mu, who was Jian Anan's attending doctor, said first, "Mr. Lu, I asked you to come here because I want to tell you that the sooner the surgery is performed on your wife, the better. It’s only going to get worse and worse.”

Lu Rufeng pursed his thin lips, and after a while, "But didn't you say that the operation is very risky?"

"It's true that surgery is risky, but if you don't have surgery..." Dr. Mu paused, "The longer it takes, the more likely the tumor will deteriorate. By then, it may be too late."

Dr. Mu's words made Lu Rufeng grit his teeth, his face turned pale, and his closed eyes were filled with struggling pain.

"Then... what are the chances of the operation being successful?"

Dr. Mu pondered for a few seconds, "Although the size of the brain tumor is not large now, there is adhesion between the growth site and important nerves, and the possibility of complete resection is very small. In the current situation, the highest success rate of the operation should be only 14.00%. %about."

"Only about 40.00%? Can't even reach half the chance!" Lu Rufeng almost asked through gritted teeth.

Dr. Mu shook his head, "Even so, I hope you, Mr. Lu, will think carefully and make a decision as soon as possible. The longer your wife's condition is delayed, the worse it will be for her condition."

Lu Rufeng smiled wryly, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and it was bitter.

He has a 60.00% chance of losing Jian Anan, how should he choose?But if he doesn't choose, he will lose her in the end, right?
Dr. Mu thought for a while, and then said: "Or you can start contacting foreign brain experts. Maybe they have a higher success rate in performing the surgery, but no matter what, please hurry up."

Lu Rufeng nodded sadly, "Thank you, I will seriously consider your suggestion."

Coming out of the doctor's office, Lu Rufeng didn't go back to Jian Anan's ward immediately, but walked to the empty stairwell, took out the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth, lit it, and took a heavy puff. Spit out a smoke ring.

The bitter nicotine couldn't calm down Lu Rufeng's mood at the moment. After he finished smoking a cigarette, he crushed the cigarette butt out, took out his mobile phone, and searched in the address book, and finally stopped at Cheng Mo's number.

The phone was called, and it rang several times before it was picked up.

"Hello?" Cheng Mo's voice was hazy, apparently awakened from a deep sleep.

"Cheng Mo, it's me, Lu Rufeng, I'm sorry, it's getting late in the US, but I still called to wake you up."

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at Shen You and his daughter Cheng Keer who were sleeping soundly beside him. He lifted the quilt and got off the bed lightly, walked to the window and continued: "It's okay, what's the matter with Mr. Lu calling me?" ?”

"I need your help with something."

"Need my help? What's the matter?"

There was silence on the phone for a long time, Cheng Mo felt something was wrong, and just about to ask if Lu Rufeng could hear, Lu Rufeng's voice mixed with a wry smile came out of the phone.

"It's about An'an. She fainted yesterday and was sent to the hospital. Later, it was found to be a brain tumor, and the doctor judged that it should be a malignant brain tumor. The situation is not good, and an operation is necessary, but the success rate of the operation is only 40.00%. "

Cheng Mo was shocked when he heard it, and frowned slightly, "Then how is her condition now? Is it stable? Has it deteriorated?"

"Not yet, but as you know, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for her. That's why I want to ask you to see if I can find an expert in brain surgery. Will the success rate of surgery abroad be higher than that in China?"

Lu Rufeng thought in his heart that even if the chance was only [-]% higher, he would be willing to take Jian Anan there.

"You send An An's medical records to my mailbox first. After I understand it, I will try my best to help with this matter, but..." Cheng Mo paused, "As far as I know, domestic technology in this area is not as good as If you are on a business trip abroad, you may also consider transferring to BJ’s brain hospital.”

"Okay, I'll get someone to contact the domestic side, and the American side...please."

Cheng Mo heard Lu Rufeng's last words with a sincere pleading, and seeing the pleading from an extremely arrogant man, he is probably so helpless that he would not give up as long as there is more hope.

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Cheng Mo turned around only to find that Shen You had woken up. Seeing that he hung up the phone, she asked in a low voice, "Who called you? I seem to have heard Miss An An's name. What happened?" ?”

Cheng Mo patted Cheng Ke'er, who was turned over, to make sure she was not woken up, then sighed softly, and said, "An'an was found to have a brain tumor, and the situation is not optimistic now, Lu Rufeng asked me to inquire about it. Will the success rate of the operation be higher in the United States?"

"Ah? You said that Sister An'an...how could it be? She was obviously fine in our previous video chat." Shen You had an expression of disbelief.

"Things are impermanent, who can guess what will happen tomorrow..."

Cheng Mo held Shen You's hand, and said softly, "Lu Rufeng should send An'an's medical records to my mailbox. You go to bed first, and I'll go to the study to have a look."

"Okay, go quickly, remember to bring a blanket, it's still a little cold at night."

"I know, you go to sleep."

Seeing Cheng Mo leave the bedroom, Shen Youbai lay back and put it on again, tossing and turning without feeling sleepy, and still couldn't believe that Jian Anan would be found with a brain tumor.

……

The Third People's Hospital of City A.

Lu Rufeng stood in the stairwell and let out the smell of smoke, calmed down his emotions, and returned to Jian Anan's ward.

The person lying on the hospital bed was already asleep, but his frown did not loosen. He gently stroked Jian Anan's frown away, and looked at her sleeping face, feeling the turbulent thoughts in his heart.

At noon, the door of the ward was pushed open, and it was Lu Guohao who came in. Before he could speak, Lu Rufeng stood up and whispered, "An'an is sleeping, Dad, let's talk outside."

Lu Guohao nodded, and the two left the ward together.

As soon as the two of them left, Jian Anan, who was in a deep sleep, woke up. She looked around and found that she was the only one in the ward, but she didn't know when the medicine was finished, but there was still an indwelling needle in her wrist.

She sat up from the hospital bed by herself, thinking that when she asked Lu Rufeng how she was doing today, his eyes dodged and he bit his lip, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jian Anan wanted to go to the doctor to ask about her condition.

(End of this chapter)