Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 257 % Success Rate

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Shen Qianhe and Gu Wanwan returned to the hospital.

The two had a simple dinner in the hospital restaurant. Shen Qianhe hardly moved his chopsticks. He just mechanically drank a few sips of soup and put down the spoon.

Her face was pale and there was deep fatigue in her eyes.

Gu Wanwan looked at her and advised softly: "Qianhe, you should eat more. Your health is important."

Shen Qianhe shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't eat."

Just then, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Dr. Li, Xie Jincheng's attending physician, walked in.

He was holding a thick medical record folder in his hand, his expression serious, his eyes swept between Shen Qianhe and Gu Wanwan, finally stopping on Shen Qianhe's face.

"Mrs. Xie, are you free now? I need to discuss with you Mr. Xie's surgery plan for tomorrow."

Shen Qianhe raised his head and his eyes met with Dr. Li's. A hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes. "Okay, I'm free now."

Seeing this, Gu Wanwan quickly stood up and said, "Qianhe, I'll go with you."

Shen Qianhe shook his head gently, "Wait for me here, I'll go by myself."

Gu Wanwan wanted to say something, but seeing Shen Qianhe's unquestionable look, she had to nod and sit down again.

Shen Qianhe followed Dr. Li to a quiet office.

The lights in the office were much brighter than in the corridor, making Shen Qianhe's face look even paler.

She sat at her desk, clasped her hands tightly, and tried her best to suppress her inner anxiety.

Doctor Li sat opposite her, flipping through the medical record folder, his expression solemn yet somewhat unnatural.

"Mrs. Xie, Mr. Xie's condition is quite complicated. He suffered a severe head injury and intracranial hemorrhage. Although we have performed emergency treatment, the situation is not optimistic."

Shen Qianhe's heart sank suddenly, and then he heard the doctor continue: "After consulting with brain experts, we have developed a surgical plan. The purpose of the operation is to remove the intracranial hematoma, reduce brain pressure, and create conditions for Mr. Xie's recovery. But..."

He paused, swallowed, and looked directly at Shen Qianhe as if he had made up his mind.

"The operation is very risky. Mr. Xie may die of brain death or become a vegetable during the operation!"

Shen Qianhe's breathing stagnated, and she felt as if a hand was tightly grasping her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Her eyes went dark again and again, her ears were buzzing, and Dr. Li's voice seemed to come from far away, blurry and unreal.

"Mrs. Xie, are you okay?"

There was a hint of concern in Dr. Li's voice, as well as a barely perceptible hint of guilt.

Shen Qianhe took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "What is the success rate of the operation?"

Doctor Li hesitated for a moment, then gave a number as if he was risking his life: "1%."

1%! ! !

Boom!

Shen Qianhe felt as if his world was shattered!

Her ears were buzzing and her vision went dark, as if all the sounds and images had been taken away, leaving only that cold number echoing in her mind.

"How can it be only 1%! Didn't Song Yubai invite a team of foreign experts? Don't they have a solution?"

Shen Qianhe's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of sharp questioning.

Dr. Li was startled by her sudden reaction, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead and nose.

His eyes were somewhat evasive, and his tone became halting: "Mrs. Xie, you...please calm down, this...this is the result of our joint discussion!"

Shen Qianhe's breathing was rapid, his chest heaving violently, and he didn't notice Dr. Li's abnormal expression at all.

Xie Jincheng's cold and deep face kept flashing through her mind. She remembered his tenderness and doting on her, and the last look he gave her before he fell into a coma.

Her heart seemed to be torn in two. One half was clamoring to refuse the operation, preferring him to lie quietly beside her rather than take the risk of that 1% hope. The other half was forcing her to make the most rational decision. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would try her best to grasp it.

“What if I don’t have surgery?”

She asked quietly, a hint of hope in her voice.

Doctor Li licked his lips and tried to make his tone sound serious:

"If he doesn't have surgery, Mr. Xie's intracranial pressure will continue to rise, eventually leading to a complete loss of brain function. By then, he won't even have the chance to become a vegetable."

Shen Qianhe's mind was in a mess, with countless thoughts interweaving and colliding, making it almost impossible for her to think.

“Mrs. Xie, you need to make a decision as soon as possible. Mr. Xie’s current situation is very serious and can’t be delayed!”

Dr. Li's voice brought her back to reality.

Shen Qianhe raised his head and looked directly at Doctor Li, "Doctor Li, when can the operation be performed?"

"If you decide to have surgery, we can arrange it tomorrow morning." Dr. Li answered stiffly.

"Is there really no better surgical option?"

Doctor Li's eyes flickered, and then he lowered his head, not daring to meet the eyes of the person in front of him.

"Mrs. Xie, this is the best solution."

"Okay...I agree to the surgery."

Doctor Li took out a consent form from the medical record folder and pushed it in front of Shen Qianhe: "Mrs. Xie, this is the consent form, you need to sign it here."

Shen Qianhe took the pen and a tear fell, dripping onto the consent form, leaving a stain.

My hands were shaking so badly that I could hardly hold the pen.

She gritted her teeth, forced herself to calm down, and signed her name on the consent form tremblingly.

"Doctor Li, I'm counting on you."

Doctor Li nodded with a complicated expression, "Mrs. Xie, we will do our best."

Shen Qianhe stood up, his steps staggering a little.

She walked out of the office, leaned against the wall in the corridor, and slowly slid down to the ground.

Gu Wanwan saw Shen Qianhe from afar and hurried over.

She squatted down and hugged Shen Qianhe, "Qianhe, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Shen Qianhe leaned on Gu Wanwan's shoulder, his voice choked with sobs: "Wanwan, I signed the consent form for the operation... Xie Jincheng will have an operation tomorrow, but... the chance of success of the operation is only 1%..."

Gu Wanwan's heart sank suddenly, but she still tried to stay calm and comforted him, "Qianhe, don't be afraid. Mr. Xie is very lucky and will definitely get through this. Besides, he loves you so much, how could he bear to leave you alone?"

"..."

Doctor Li stood at the door, listening to the conversation between the two and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

It was a close call. He almost got exposed just now.