Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1205: Only [-]% sure of saving An Yan
The next morning.

When An Yan woke up, the sun had not yet risen.

The sky in the east is faintly white, and the green mountains around the villa are filled with a faint white mist. The fresh air is breathable, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

It's just that she was focused on seeking medical treatment and had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

She tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep last night, and woke up extremely early in the morning.

She looked at the time, it was not yet six o'clock.

If she walked out of the room at this time, she might be a disturbance to the owner.

An Yan had no choice but to suppress her eagerness and get up to wash up.

When she came out of the shower, there was a knock on the door. She quickly changed her clothes and opened the door.

Gu Zeyu stood at the door and was slightly surprised to see her neatly dressed.

"You got up so early?"

"You got up so early?" An Yan was also a little surprised.

The words of the two people blurted out almost at the same time, and after finishing speaking, they couldn't help being stunned.

An Yan was a little embarrassed and explained with a blushing face: "I may have slept too much in the car yesterday, so I wasn't too sleepy..."

The smile on Gu Zeyu's face deepened and he nodded: "I was originally worried that I would disturb you so early. Since you are not sleepy, you just happened to come with me to see and hear things."

An Yan's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but feel excited: "Mr. Wen got up so early?"

"Well, he always goes to bed early and gets up early. Come with me."

After Gu Zeyu finished speaking, he turned around and walked downstairs, and An Yan quickly followed.

The two walked out of the small building and walked along a gravel path in the villa for a few minutes before arriving in front of a courtyard with black tiles and white walls.

Gu Zeyu stepped forward and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, and Uncle Shao's loyal face appeared behind the door.

Uncle Shao nodded slightly to An Yan, and then extended his hand towards the courtyard to invite: "Ms. An, please."

Inside the door is an exquisite small courtyard, antique, revealing a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

But in An Yan's eyes, this place holds all her hopes for a new life.

"Thank you."

She thanked Uncle Shao and then walked into the courtyard.

After taking two steps, he suddenly found that Gu Zeyu was still standing where he was.

An Yan turned around in surprise: "Doctor Gu, won't you go in with me?"

Gu Zeyu smiled and shook his head: "No, I have already told Mr. Wen that you can go see him alone."

"Okay then." An Yan was a little nervous, but Gu Zeyu had already made arrangements for her, so she shouldn't make too many demands.

An Yan turned her head and followed Uncle Shao into the courtyard gate.

As their figures entered the central hall, the courtyard door was closed again from the inside.

Gu Zeyu stood quietly in front of the closed door for a while before turning around and leaving.

He had done everything he could for An Yan, hoping she would be safe.

In the courtyard nave.

Different from the general Chinese-style courtyard layout, Wen Lao's room did not contain furniture such as Taishi chairs and couches. There were only rows of tall wooden bookshelves and Chinese medicine shelves, as well as a simple small table and two high-legged tables. wooden bench.

When An Yan walked in, Mr. Wen seemed to be looking for a book on the bookshelf. He heard footsteps and walked out from the middle of the bookshelf.

He carefully looked at An Yan's complexion and pointed to the high wooden stool. "Sit down, let me check your pulse first."

"it is good."

An Yan hurriedly walked over and sat down, feeling a little nervous.

The old man in front of him has white beard and hair, but his face is very rosy. He can be called a child with gray hair. At first glance, he has the demeanor of a miracle doctor.

But considering the diagnosis made by the doctors in the hospital, An Yan didn't dare to have high hopes.

This tangled mood was quickly noticed by Mr. Wen, who was sitting opposite her. He frowned slightly and moved his fingers on An Yan's wrist, reminding An Yan: "Put down your distracting thoughts and meditate."

"Yes."

An Yan's mind froze, she quickly put away her random thoughts and waited silently for Wen Lao's diagnosis.

After a long while, Wen Laocai retracted his hand solemnly, stood up and walked towards another room next to him.

"Come with me, I need to do some other tests on you."

An Yan's uneasiness emerged again, but she controlled her nervousness as quickly as possible and followed quickly.

And Wen Lao's other room was completely different from the antique room just now.

The spacious room is filled with a variety of precision instruments and equipment, including everything An Yan has seen in the hospital.

Generally speaking, this is an examination room dedicated to Western medicine.

An Yan couldn't help being surprised and looked at Mr. Wen: "Are you not just a Chinese medicine practitioner?"

Wen Lao laughed when he heard this: "Why, who stipulates that old doctors of my age can only do traditional Chinese medicine? Medicine has no boundaries. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they all have their own strengths. As a doctor, your identity is not important, as long as you can cure Good patients are the most important.”

Wen Lao spoke very calmly, and his kind eyes were full of tolerance and respect for the diversity of medicine, which made An Yan immediately stand in awe.

She asked, bowing her head and apologizing to Mr. Wen: "Excuse me, Mr. Wen, I was shallow."

Wen Lao waved his hand and said indifferently: "You are a patient, it doesn't matter if you are shallow or not. Come on, let's start the examination."

After hearing the old man's words, Uncle Shao also walked in.

He is not only the steward of the Wen Family Villa, but also Wen Lao's assistant.

Uncle Shao followed Mr. Wen's instructions and opened the machines one by one in order. An Yan walked over and did the relevant inspections according to Mr. Wen's instructions.

An hour later, all the test results and laboratory data came out. Mr. Wen took a thick stack of orders and looked at them for a long time without saying a word.

His face was more solemn than before, and there was obvious regret and hesitation in his eyes when he looked at An Yan.

An Yan's heart sank at the look in his eyes, and she hurriedly asked: "Lao Wen, is my disease incurable?"

"It's not that it can't be cured, but there are some things we need to make clear in advance."

Mr. Wen put down the list in his hand and decided to tell An Yan the ugly things first.

"I already understand your condition. According to conventional wisdom, it is a viral infection. According to my concept, it is poisoning. It's just that this virus is still in the latent stage and has not caused fundamental harm to your body. If it were normal, It’s easy to cure it, but now it’s a special situation, you are pregnant.”

"A woman's pregnancy is a complex and delicate process. If you are not careful, it will cause various accidents. If you are treated according to ordinary methods, there are only two results, either the fetus is stillborn, or both mother and child are dead. So you come Before, the doctors at the hospital must have advised you to remove the child before treatment."

When Mr. Wen said this, he seemed to feel that such words were too cruel. He paused and comforted An Yan.

"But don't worry, I'm [-]% sure to cure you and help you keep your child. The remaining [-]%... maybe you and your child will have accidents during the treatment process."

"Fifty percent?"

Although Wen Lao's words were considered gentle, in An Yan's ears, they were like a heavy blow, and most of his hopes suddenly cooled down.

There is only a [-]% certainty, which means that once treatment starts, she and her child have only half a chance of survival!
No, she can't lose this child, and she doesn't want to die!
An Yan's heart tightened, and her pale fingers subconsciously covered her slightly protruding belly, her face turning pale in an instant.

(End of this chapter)