Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Thoughts return.

Jiang Beiyuan got up and walked from the lounge to the ward.

In the intensive care unit at the end of the corridor, there was a haggard man lying on the bed.

The man is 30 this year, and a three- or four-year-old girl next to him is lying on the bedside, looking at Jiang Beiyuan, her pitiful little eyes flashed a little.

"Baba, look, handsome uncle!"

Jiang Beiyuan walked over by himself, and there was still a touch of moisture in the corner of his eyes, which was now well covered by him.

"Mu Jianmin, right?"

"you are……?"

"I am the doctor in charge of your surgery. My name is Jiang Beiyuan."

He said every word, his voice was clean, and he carried a reassuring power.

"I've seen your lungs. It is initially classified as metaphase lung cancer. The cancer cells have not spread to other organs, so my suggestion is to perform surgery immediately."

"No, I'm sorry, I don't have surgery..."

The man was the same as the old grandmother last time, with a firm attitude and totally rejected surgery.

"Doctor, let me tell you, my wife has liver cirrhosis. Since my liver is intact, you can transplant my liver to my wife! Let her live and take good care of my daughter!"

"Dad, don't die!"

The little girl lying on the bedside weeping, pulling at the corners of Jiang Beiyuan’s white coat, her milky voice revealed a bit of despair and pleading, "Uncle...you save my dad, you save me father!"

Jiang Beiyuan's lip line was straightened, he looked at Mu Jianmin on the bed, his voice was a little serious, "I was planning to resign, and I will not take your operation. But--"

He changed the conversation.

The deep eyes suddenly became painful.

"Your current situation is exactly the same as my elder brother. He was 30 years old and suffered from lung cancer, but because he missed the best treatment time, he was not saved in the final stage. Just like you, he donated his liver before he died. I regret giving it to my beloved..."

Jiang Beiyuan paused.

His long eyelashes fell down, covering a circle of shadows under his eyes, and he couldn't really understand the look deep in his eyes.

The whole ward was unexpectedly quiet, and together with the child who was still crying, they were dumbfounded, sniffing, just staring at this sad man.

"If I were given another chance to come back, I would definitely choose to save him, but I was not able to do so at the beginning, so facing death, I was helpless, there was no way."

"Now the same situation has caused me to run into it again. I want to save you, on the one hand, for yourself, and on the other hand, to make up for my regrets back then.

"I have learned about your wife's situation. Don't worry, I have contacted the Organ Allocation Center to obtain a suitable liver source for your wife."

Jiang Beiyuan rarely said so much.

Although the voice is low, but sincere.

The man on the bed was lost in thought, until the child's pleading caught his attention.

"Dad, I don't want mom to die, and I don't want you to die... I want you and mom to live well!"

"Ugh……"

The man stroked his daughter's soft hair, sighed heavily, and finally nodded after a long time, agreeing to the operation.

...

Jiang Beiyuan has discussed the timing and specific measures of the operation with him.

Everything was arranged, he turned and left.

Walking out of the ward, a soft voice called him "Uncle!"