Yuk Jian, unaware of whose favor he owed, learned that there was a severely ill patient willing to donate their heart, and it happened to be a match for Chuzheng.
He immediately contacted the other party and confirmed all the details.
"Yuk, are you really going to operate on her yourself?" The blonde, blue-eyed man looked at Yuk Jian with some concern.
Yuk Jian paused his actions and eventually nodded.
He had to be responsible for her life, now and in the future.
"Can you handle the psychological pressure?"
Doctors are not gods, they are humans too.
Lying on the operating table is someone he loves; how can he remain as calm as when facing a regular patient?
A single mistake could be fatal.
"I can."
He could do it.
After a few words of persuasion from the other party and Yuk Jian's persistence, all they could do was wish him luck.
Chuzheng had already been admitted to the hospital and was recovering well.
