Chapter 612 Who Donated My Heart?

Zheng Bo looked at Mu Wanqing and hesitated.

He shook his head, "Analgesics can easily stimulate the heart. Miss Mu still needs to adapt now, so try your best to endure it on your own."

Analgesics are addictive and have many side effects, which have a great impact on organs, especially the cardiovascular system.

Doctors generally do not recommend using it if you can persist.

"But……"

"come on!"

Before Ye Yuchen could finish what he said, Zheng Bo suddenly interrupted him and made a gesture with his fist.

As soon as he finished speaking, he left the ward.

The most important patient in his hands is about to recover, and the attending doctor is a little distracted now. There is no need to be afraid of Emperor Anjo.

"What...surgery?"

Mu Wanqing just heard the key word.

She slowly opened her eyes, her little face had not yet recovered its color, and was still extremely pale, looking pitiful.

Suddenly thinking of the plane flying to Haicheng, Mu Wanqing opened her eyes and said, "Heart transplant...Yu Chen, you..."

She didn't know whether Ye Yuchen got on the plane.

But no matter what, he now appears in front of him safe and sound, and did not die as the plane crashed.

He's alive... He's still alive!

"I'm fine, I'm back."

Seeing that she finally opened her eyes, Ye Yuchen immediately turned his attention back to the girl.

He held Mu Wanqing's hand and put her slightly cold palm against his cheek. "Gong Lichuan sent someone to stop me in time. I didn't get on the plane."

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, her persistence was not in vain, and fortunately she did not let Ye Yuchen repeat the mistakes of his previous life... It was really lucky.

Then, Mu Wanqing was a little confused, "Then...where did the heart that was transplanted to me come from?"

Ye Yuchen's eyes dodge slightly.

He was worried that the girl would not be able to accept the impact of her recovery after learning the truth, so he did not fully tell the truth.

"There was someone in the hospital who was critically ill, and she happened to have Rhnull blood type, so she donated her heart to you."

Ye Yuchen answered somewhat vaguely.

"Who is she?" Mu Wan had no doubts. She raised a smile, "Then after I recover, I should go to her tomb in person to thank her."

Otherwise, she would be lying in the cemetery now.

Ye Yuchen pinched her little face and said, "Don't worry, we will thank her and her family."

However, as for how to thank the priest, this matter needs to be discussed separately... After all, without her, Mu Wanqing would not be facing a life-or-death crisis.

But Mu Wanqing didn't know anything, and she didn't think much about it. She just nodded with confidence, "That's good..."

She had just woken up and had not even adapted to the light yet. The severe pain in her chest consumed her strength, making her not want to talk more and would rather continue to sleep.

"Does it hurt?"

The man looked at her pale face and felt suffocated with pain.

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, as if she was breathless, "Well..."

Her heart was removed and a new heart was sewn in, and her chest was cut open again. How could it not hurt when the anesthesia wore off?

"I'm sorry." Ye Yuchen pursed her thin lips tightly.

Mu Wanqing didn't want to speak, but shook her head gently.

How could this matter have anything to do with Ye Yuchen... How could she blame him?

Fortunately, although the process was tortuous, there was a perfect result in the end... She will be cured soon!