Song Ci frowned slightly, "I'll go and have a look."
"Together." Yan Jiang put on his hat and followed Song Ci across the road.
As soon as Song Ci approached them, she heard Mu Qiu's friend asking Mu Qiu worriedly: "Qiuer, are you still feeling bad? Hold on, we've already called an ambulance."
Hearing this, Song Ci's heart skipped a beat. She quickly walked around in front of Mu Qiu.
"What happened to Qiu'er?"
Mu Qiu's friend also recognized Song Ci, and when she saw Song Ci coming, she quickly handed Mu Qiu to Song Ci as if she had seen hope, with a panicked tone. "Sister Song Ci, Qiu suddenly said that her chest hurts, she can't even straighten her waist, and her face hurts and she's sweating!"
Before Song Ci's outstretched hands could grab Mu Qiu's arm, Mu Qiu slipped and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
"Autumn!"
"Autumn!"
There was panic.
"Let me take a look." Yan Jiang stuffed the anatomy book into Song Ci's arms, and quickly squatted down to check Mu Qiu's condition.
"She has a myocardial infarction!" Yan Jiang yelled, "Hurry up and call an ambulance, Mu Qiu has a myocardial infarction and needs first aid." After speaking, Yan Jiang began to perform CPR on Mu Qiu.
Song Ci held the anatomy book in his arms, and stared blankly at Mu Qiu who was lying flat on the ground, whose life was in danger, his mind went blank.
After a while, Song Ci heard the voices of people around him and the sound of cars on the road.
Mu Qiu had a heart attack!
Just like the plot in the dream, one night during the summer vacation in 2020, Mu Qiu fell ill!
It wasn't until sitting in the ambulance and rushing to the hospital that Song Ci gradually regained her sanity. She glanced at Yan Jiang beside her, and asked him, "Mu Qiu, what's going on with her?"
Yan Jiang frowned slightly, and his tone became serious, "Your sister must have a problem with her heart."
Song Ci's breathing became heavy, and the dark images in the dream swept over her, the temperature of Song Ci's body gradually faded, and she felt a little cold.
When they arrived at the hospital, Mu Qiu was pushed into the emergency room. Seeing that there were many people in the hospital, Yan Jiang didn't want to attract attention, so when Mu Mian and his wife arrived, they left the hospital secretly.
After rescue, Mu Qiu was temporarily out of danger.
Afterwards, the doctor told Mu Mian that Mu Qiu was alive thanks to the person who gave her CPR first.
Hearing this, Du Tingting grabbed Song Ci's hand and said to her, "Song Song, please invite Yan Jiang to our house for dinner some other day. We have to thank him very much."
Mu Mian also said beside him: "Yes, if it wasn't for Yan Jiang, Qiu'er might be gone." Mu Qiu was found to have a congenital heart disease when he was born, but he never had a seizure.
Ping'an grew up to be twenty years old, Mu Mian and the others thought that Mu Qiu's illness would be cured, but at this juncture, he collapsed as soon as he said it.
If Song Ci and Yan Jiang hadn't happened to be there, Mu Qiu would have been gone.
To Yan Jiang, Du Tingting and Mu Mian are really grateful.
Song Ci calmly withdrew his hand from Du Tingting's palm. "Let's talk." Her tone was quite cold, but Mu Mian and his wife, who were so focused on Mu Qiu, didn't notice it.
That night, Mu Qiu was pushed to do a lot of examinations. Before the examination results came out, Mu Mian and his wife hadn't closed their eyes all night. Song Ci didn't sleep either. She wasn't worried that Mu Qiu wouldn't be able to sleep, but she was worried about Song Fei's insomnia.
The next morning, when all the inspection reports came out, Song Ci and Mu Mian went to see Mu Qiu's attending doctor immediately.
The doctor had already read Mu Qiu's examination report, and when he saw Mu Mian and his wife, his expression was very heavy. "Your daughter's heart disease has changed, and her heart is failing rapidly. She was checked last night and found that she still has a ventricular aneurysm."
After a pause, the doctor scanned the reactions of Mu Mian and his wife.
Seeing that Du Tingting's eye circles were suddenly red, the doctor sighed silently, and then said in a deep voice: "Her condition is not optimistic. If she doesn't get treated as soon as possible, she may have a heart attack at any time later. In a situation like last night, it must be It happens, but not every attack can be helped by a professional who understands medicine."
Hearing this, Mu Mian, who has always been prudent, became impatient, "Doctor, how should we treat him now? We have money, and you can use any treatment method for Qiu'er!"
The doctor took a deep look at the couple before saying, "It's best to have a heart transplant."
Du Tingting's face was pale. "Is this the only way? Is there no other treatment?" She said incoherently: "Our autumn is panda blood, where can we find a suitable heart for her!"
The doctor couldn't do anything, he comforted Du Tingting: "Try to look for it, the sooner the better, judging by the speed of Mu Qiu's heart failure, she can only last three to four months at most."
Du Tingting's figure flickered and she almost fainted.
Mu Mian quickly hugged Du Tingting, his face was also very ugly.
Behind the two of them, Song Ci remained motionless like a fish nailed to a chopping board.
Everything is exactly the same as in the dream! Song Ci was finally sure that it wasn't a dream, it was the tragic past life she had really experienced! "
Mu Qiu woke up, and after learning about his condition, he didn't know whether it was because he was too stimulated or too sad, but he didn't say a word, just stared out of the window in a daze.
Seeing her daughter's appearance, Du Tingting felt even more sad, and ran out of the ward to cry secretly.
Mu Mian held back his grief, and comforted Mu Qiu: "Qiuer, Dad will find a way to find a heart that suits you."
After all, Mu Qiu is still young and afraid of death. Hearing what Mu Mian said, Mu Qiu burst into tears. She covered her face with her hands and was shaking from crying.
She cried, and Du Tingting outside the house also cried harder.
Seeing this, Mu Mian's heart was about to break. Mu Mian pressed Mu Qiu's shoulders with both hands, choked up and said, "Qiu'er, don't cry, be good, daddy said he would save you, so he will definitely save you."
Mu Qiu threw himself into Mu Mian's arms.
"Dad!" Mu Qiu cried to Mu Mian: "Dad, I don't want to die, Dad, you will definitely find a suitable heart, and I will live, right?"
Mu Mian pressed his right hand on Mu Qiu's head, shaking so hard. "must."
Song Ci silently watched this heartbreaking scene, her eyes were also red. In the eyes of others, she is sad for Mu Qiu, but only she knows how resentful she is at this moment.
She wished she could tear apart the father and daughter in front of her, Song Fei and herself who died tragically in the previous life!
How easy is it to find a heart that perfectly matches Mu Qiu in just a few months
Furthermore, the use of organs donated by volunteers has to be lined up according to blood type. There are countless patients waiting for heart transplants across the country, and there must be patients with panda blood type among them.
Even if there is a suitable heart, priority should be given to the patients in line ahead of Mu Qiu.
When it's Mu Qiu's turn, will it be the year of the monkey
To save Mu Qiu, unless someone is willing to donate a heart to Mu Qiu.
But who is willing to give his heart to Mu Qiu
Du Tingting
Du Tingting is Mu Mian's heart, he is reluctant to speak loudly to Du Tingting, how can he be willing to kill Du Tingting
March 8 Queen's Day, ladies and sisters, treat yourself better.
(end of this chapter)