"Will I die?" Nan Fei’s face was no longer smiling; her delicate and beautiful features were like the most ticulous masterpiece of the heavens, and when her large, watery eyes gazed straight into soone’s, even the hearts of stone would soften.
"You should know that dical standards are improving all the ti, and your condition isn’t as serious as you think..."
"Just tell the probability," Nan Fei interrupted, speaking directly and plainly: "You really aren’t good at comforting people, and I don’t need anyone’s comfort."
The doctor, not the least bit upset about being interrupted, murmured to himself, "Having the courage to face life and death, that is truly admirable."
After his muttering, as though afraid that Nan Fei might hear sothing that would tarnish his own dignity, he deliberately made a stern face and gruffly said, "This is the nation’s largest hospital; how could we let you die so easily? And since you can afford it, we can invite specialists from abroad for you."
"What’s the probability?" Nan Fei persisted in asking.
Because this would determine her next course of action.
"Sixty percent!"
"That’s pretty good," Nan Fei breathed a sigh of relief – better than she expected.
"A sixty percent chance of death," he added.
Nan Fei nearly choked in shock and anger at herself.
"What about blindness?"
"One hundred percent." The doctor pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and added, "We can’t predict the exact ti, but if you don’t cooperate with hospital treatnt, you’re not far from going blind. However, don’t worry, if we can eliminate the blood clot in the brain, the eye problem will resolve itself too."
Suppressing the pain in her heart, Nan Fei sat in the chair with a proper smile. "So if I stay in the hospital for treatnt, will my eyes get better? Will the blood clot in my brain disappear?"
"It’s hard to achieve that with conservative treatnt."
"Then I will have a hard ti agreeing to be hospitalized."
"Why won’t you young lady listen to the doctor? Are you joking with your own health? What if you die? What about your family?"
"My family?" Nan Fei murmured to herself in question, then showed a bright smile, "My family is very strong."
After this ordeal, her stubborn attachnt to her family had suddenly dissipated. Even if she died, her family would be fine. The only person she couldn’t let go of was Bei Jiang, so she had to see him one last ti no matter what.
Nan Fei made up her mind, stood up, and left without intending to stay any longer.
"Wait!"
"What is it?"
The doctor rolled his eyes in frustration, not understanding how this girl ever got into university – could it be that she guessed all her exam answers? She’s close to death and not concerned at all, and she doesn’t even have any family with her when she cos for treatnt.
"I strongly urge you to be hospitalized. Though conservative treatnt is slow, it’s better than nothing. What if the blood clot actually disappears?"
Nan Fei smiled and left without looking back.
She couldn’t gamble on the chances of ’what if,’ and she certainly didn’t want to lay in a hospital bed waiting for the agony of death. Now she really admired Wei Qin; if she reached that point herself, she would probably, like Wei Qin, engrave the image of that person deeply in her mind until the last mont.
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Kannaya—
The pickup truck drove through the harsh climate of the desert for nearly six days before reaching the second-largest city of Kannaya, encountering nurous blockades along the way, with danger everywhere as the vehicle was almost turned into a sieve by bullets.
This place not only had Kannaya’s largest oil wells but also its most convoluted array of powers with cri rates and riots happening every day.
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