C9 She Can't Give It to Him Anymore.

The doctor looked at Zhai Yaotian hesitantly. Zhai Yaotian had to make a decision about this.

"Let's just operate on her." Zhai Yaotian said calmly. He felt a little irritated.

The doctor nodded and arranged for the surgery to be carried out at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. He then arranged for Jian Jia to rest on the bed.

After sending her to the ward, Zhai Yaotian turned around and was about to leave, but the woman grabbed his arm.

"Yaotian, can you hug me again?"

Jian Jia's tone was filled with endless humility and pleading.

She was afraid that after the surgery, she would never be able to hug him again.

Zhai Yaotian's heart suddenly tightened. His hand unconsciously pulled her into his arms.

In the end, he still felt somewhat guilty.

After all, she was missing a kidney. Jian Jia's heart was not good to begin with. This nearly took half of her life.

But Hsu Xuanyi was injured because of her. Giving her a kidney was something she should do.

"Rest well. I will come to see you after the surgery tomorrow."

Zhai Yaotian helped Jian Jia to the bed and laid down. Then, he left in a hurry.

Jian Jia slowly closed her eyes as she watched him leave.

In the end, she did not have any place in his heart.

For a moment, Jian Jia thought, how good would it be if she died beside Hsu Lanyi's tombstone.

In the future when Zhai Yaotian came to visit another woman, would he also think of her?

A hundred years or a year.

Even if it was just a moment, as long as she could live in his heart, it would be enough.

The next day, the lights in the operating theater turned on.

The chief surgeon was about to give Jian Jia general anesthesia before the surgery, but she refused again.

"Please give me regional anesthesia, or else I don't even know how I died." She pretended to be relaxed.

The doctor looked at the desolation under her calm expression and nodded. He fulfilled her wish.

"Please prepare a dialysis bag and dialysis tube for me after the surgery. My other kidney is not in good condition. I need to do a blood dialysis to maintain my kidney function." Jian Jia continued.

She did not know how long she could live after her two kidneys were gone.

Blood dialysis only delayed the arrival of death.

The doctor glanced at her in surprise. He did not expect that this woman would be able to calmly arrange what would happen after the surgery when it was a matter of life and death.

"Don't worry, I will let you get down from the operating table safely." The doctor promised.

Three hours later, the lights in the operating theater finally went out.

Although Jian Jia was under regional anesthesia, she still closed her eyes in the end.

When she woke up, she found herself lying in the ward with a dialysis bag hanging from her waist.

"Madam, you finally woke up." Mrs Zhang sat at the side with her eyes red, "Sir is too much. He actually took your kidney to that woman called Hsu Xuanyi."

She looked at the dialysis bag on Jian Jia's waist and could not speak anymore with a choked voice.

Jian Jia's hand that was infusion tightened and her pale face still did not have any emotions.

"It's okay. It's really okay." She spoke weakly and her eyes were full of tears.

When Zhai Yaotian wanted her to give him a kidney, Jian Jia did not ask him and did not make any guesses.

Now she heard that he was trying to save another woman. She was the only one who knew how bitter her heart was.

She should have guessed it a long time ago, shouldn't she?

Jian Jia tried her best to take a deep breath, but she still felt as if she was suffocating due to lack of oxygen.

Her heart beat more and more laboriously, as if it would stop at any time.

She was really about to die.

Jian Jia sighed and closed her eyes to rest.

Three days after the surgery, Zhai Yaotian did not come to visit Jian Jia even once. Only Mrs Zhang took care of her.

The doctor said that walking more after the surgery was beneficial for recovery. Jian Jia supported the walker and walked slowly in the corridor.

Suddenly, Jian Jia heard a familiar voice by the door of a half-closed ward.

"Mr Yaotian, can you stay with me for a while longer? I'm so scared. I'm afraid Jian Jia's kidney doesn't match mine."

Jian Jia stood at the door and looked up.

Hsu Xuanyi sat on the bed. She leaned against a man in racing clothes.

That man was her husband, Zhai Yaotian.

"No, the doctor said your kidney matched well. In the future, you only need to take antirejection medicine on time and you will be able to return to your old state," Zhai Yaotian said. Zhai Yaotian said softly. He looked at Hsu Xuanyi with certainty.

Hsu Xuanyi blinked her eyes and then cried weakly, "It hurts, Mr Yaotian. My wound hurts. I feel like my waist is going to break. "

Zhai Yaotian looked at Hsu Xuanyi's painful and helpless expression and the image of Hsu Lanyi's death suddenly appeared in his mind.

He held Hsu Xuanyi in his arms with a pained expression.

It seemed that only by doing so could he make up for the regret of not being able to hold Hsu Lanyi back then.

"If this kidney is not suitable, I will go find that woman and ask for another kidney. Until you recover fully."

Outside the door, Jian Jia's mind buzzed. It was as if there was a sudden clap of thunder, which made her mind go blank.

It turned out that in Zhai Yaotian's eyes, her kidney was so worthless.

His tone was relaxed and casual, without a trace of guilt.

However, she had already given both of her kidneys to him. She did not have any more kidneys to give to him.