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Chapter 1367

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"Young Master, look at Her Highness. She looks much better than before."

"Her Highness is so strong. You have to hang in there too! Dr. Sen said that as long as you hang in there, you'll be a completely healthy person! "

"Young Master, for the sake of Her Highness and Young Master, you have to hang in there too!"

As he spoke, Mo Nan's eyes reddened.

Baili Yu came in and saw this scene. He glanced at Mochen, who was lying on the bed with all sorts of tubes inserted into his body. Then, he looked at the various devices in the room.

There were too many organs that needed to be transplanted in such a short period of time. The burden on his body was too great!

But if he didn't transplant them, Mochen would definitely die!

The rejection caused by multiple organ transplants was even more dangerous than surgery.

Whether he could hang in there or not, no one could help. Mochen could only rely on himself.

Life was fragile at times, but sometimes, it could be tougher than expected!

That was life!

Mo Nan glanced at the ECG monitor. It had been a straight line for half an hour.

He looked at Baili Yu. "Dr. Sen, is there really no other way?"

Baili Yu didn't say anything.

He didn't want to talk about this nonsense anymore.

There had been rejection before, but this time, it was more severe. This was just the beginning.

Mo Nan cried. "Young Master, don't you want Young Master to call you Daddy?"

Zhuge Qing and Xu Yan were doctors. They knew the severity of these complications, so they didn't say anything. They just looked at Mo Nan in this state and felt terrible. Their eyes were bloodshot.

Another half an hour passed. Just as they were about to lose hope, the ECG monitor suddenly emitted a sharp wave. It fluctuated intensely and the various monitors started to sound alarms.

Baili Yu heaved a sigh of relief. "It's fine for now."

That sentence made Mo Nan feel alive again. A grown man crying with snot and tears. "Young Master, Young Master …"

Zhuge Qing said, "That's enough. What are you crying for?"

Mo Nan wiped his tears.

Zhuge Qing looked at the sleeping Mochen with red eyes and smiled, "Young Master, no matter how difficult the road in the future is, we will follow you. Little Highness, Little Princess, Young Master and Her Highness are all waiting for you."

He and Xu Yan took another look at the various monitors. They had all returned to normal, and the Young Master's vitals had stabilized.

Baili Yu said, "Keep an eye on him during this period of time. Be prepared to provide emergency treatment at any time."

Zhuge Qing and Xu Yan replied, "Yes, Professor Sen."

Baili Yu glanced at Mochen.

He was a tough guy, a man!

There are many people waiting for you! "

Her son could not be any worse than this kind of man. She suddenly felt that Dacha meeting Helian Jin should really be the salvation of his life.

Neither Baili Ye nor himself could save Dacha. Only Helian Jin could.



Capital.

The next day, Weiwei looked at Ji Zuo. "Make the arrangements. We will go to the South City today and let him take a look at Oranges."

Ji Zuo was speechless.

He glanced at Weiwei. He knew that Her Highness was not someone who could be fooled easily. "Okay."

After breakfast, he contacted Mo Nan. "Her Highness is going to the South City. How is the Young Master now?"

Mo Nan replied, "He's temporarily stabilized. I'll check with Professor Sen."

Ji Zuo had a bad feeling. Did something happen to the Young Master yesterday?

Perhaps it was more serious than he had imagined!

The call ended. He smoked as he waited for the call.

Ten minutes later, Mo Nan called back. "Come over."

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