Shen Fangyu immediately dropped the water and bread, and ran downstairs quickly while lamenting the good luck that Jiang Xu had brought him.

The car stopped at the entrance of the villa, and three people got off from it. Shen Fangyu immediately recognized Albert as the last one to get out of the car. The man's light brown hair was very recognizable. See the outline of his brows and eyes clearly.

Without any hesitation, Shen Fangyu rushed to the door of Doctor Albert, chased after him and called out his name.

Albert looked back in surprise, as if he hadn't expected that there would be someone near his villa at this time.

At the same time, the two men in black who got out of the car before him quickly took two steps in front of him, making a warning gesture.

"Who is it?" The two asked at the same time.

Seeing the movements of the three of them stop, Shen Fangyu slowed down, turned on the flashlight of his phone, and walked over step by step.

The moment he saw his face clearly, Albert exclaimed, "Shen? Why are you here?"

The two men in black exchanged glances, and Albert waved at them, "Don't worry, this is my friend from country Z."

After speaking, he pointed to the two men in black and introduced to Shen Fangyu, "This is my bodyguard."

"bodyguard?"

"Yes."

Albert led Shen Fangyu into his villa, pointed to the sofa in the living room and said, "Sit down."

After the two bodyguards entered the door, one stood by Albert's side, and the other walked along each room to check the situation of the villa. Then the two looked at each other and retreated to the door together, leaving room for the conversation two doctors.

Albert glanced at the two bodyguards indifferently, leaned back on the sofa without any image, loosened his tie, and raised his legs.

Even so, Shen Fangyu could still see the haggard look on his face.

"You have been guarding my door?" Albert asked.

Shen Fangyu didn't go around in circles with him, and said straight to the point: "Yes, I came to ask you what happened after the live broadcast was interrupted."

"It's not like you anymore, Shen." Albert suddenly laughed twice, "This is the first time you chatted with me with such a clear purpose, I thought you should at least have a few pleasantries with me and ask me The recent situation, or rather, you should tell me that you came here because you were worried about me."

Shen Fangyu realized that he was indeed in a hurry and lost his temper. He paused, and was about to add something, but Albert said nonchalantly, "But it's okay, just treat it as if you came here for me."

"After the incident, I haven't seen my friends for a few days," he said.

"Originally at this time, there should be a celebratory reception here, and my friend who is a violinist will open a bottle of champagne for me." He spread his hands mockingly, "It's a pity that there is no reception, no champagne, and no violin."

Shen Fangyu looked at him and did not speak. Perhaps at this time, in front of a proud doctor, silence is the best comfort.

After a while, Albert finally let out a long sigh, put away his emotions, and threw three words at him, "It's a blood clot."

"Due to the compression of the fetus during pregnancy and the congestion of the organs, venous thrombosis formed in the patient's body. After the ovaries were removed, a large number of blood vessel reconnection processes led to further accumulation of thrombus. The anticoagulant drug dose we calculated in advance was not enough."

"In addition to the removal of the fetus, the pressure on the blood vessels was suddenly relieved, and the thrombus was like a wild horse running wild." Albert smiled wryly twice, pointed to his chest, "rushed into the lungs."

"Is the person still alive?" Shen Fangyu asked.

"Alive, but always in a coma."

The lungs dominate the exchange of oxygen. Because brain activity is extremely dependent on oxygen content, even a short period of hypoxia may cause greater damage to the brain.

Albert said: "This incident caused my country to fall into a very embarrassing situation because of my recklessness. The government ordered me not to disclose the situation to the public for the time being. As for why I did this...Shen, you are very smart, you should be able to think about it. "

Shen Fangyu: "You are still waiting for him to wake up."

Albert nodded.

Country S was originally a small country with a low sense of existence, but now the discussions about this medical accident have intensified, causing Country S, which has not been paid much attention to, to also receive a lot of attention.

When Albert boldly decided to live broadcast globally, many countries had already begun to jointly criticize Country S, believing that it should not allow Dr. Albert to perform assisted reproductive technology on patients who were not suitable for conception, and asked Country S to rectify the relevant bills.

But now Albert's failure has directly fueled these doubts, making those criticizing speakers all point their fingers at country S, and some domineering countries have already begun to try to interfere in the internal affairs of country S.

Now perhaps only when the patients wake up and cooperate with them to be interviewed by the media, can we best eliminate the controversy brought about by the previous surgical accident to the country.

"Shen, I know that you are here to accumulate surgical experience, but now perhaps, the most valuable experience I can tell you is not to perform this operation."

Shen Fangyu did not expect that Albert, who was so confident not long ago, would say such a thing.

Albert's hands were loosely clasped, his eyes were full of gloom, "You have seen the first half of the live broadcast, those people don't understand, you should know that my patient and Kenn's patient... are not the same at all. Difficulty."

This operation is like opening a blind box. No matter how thoughtful the in vitro examination is done before, it is still difficult to perfectly predict the result after laparotomy.

For Albert, no one cared whether his operation was more difficult than Kenn's. Everyone only knew that it was also a cesarean section after a male pregnancy. Kenn succeeded, but Albert failed.

Perhaps seeing the disbelief in Shen Fangyu's eyes, Albert persuaded, "Shen, I know you are a top doctor in Country Z, but the reality is often cruel."

"Just like me, I have been a surgeon for ten years, and no patient has ever had an accident on my operating table. I also became famous when I was young, and was highly praised in our country. They all said that I was a genius."

He took on a somewhat mocking and exaggerated tone: "In the end, I also felt that I was a genius of country S. I even thought that not only could I be a genius of country S, but I could also be a genius that shocked the whole world."

"Until now I finally understand that no one can be so conceited that he thinks he is omnipotent except God."

Shen Fangyu said, "I don't believe in God."

"You can not believe in God, but you better not believe too much in yourself."

Albert looked very depressed. He made himself a pot of coffee with boiling water, and poured another cup for Shen Fangyu.

"Is there any sugar?" Shen Fangyu asked.

"No," Albert said. "Bitter is sobering, I think . . . I used to drink too much sweet coffee."

Shen Fangyu lowered his eyes, took half a sip of the sour black coffee, but in the end he didn't continue.

Albert, as if he couldn't taste the bitterness, drank one cup after another as if borrowing alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

"Have you visited my house in the city?" He smiled lightly, "Now I am a street mouse that everyone in country S shouts and beats. I sleep in the hospital every day. Come and sit at my house."

Albert pointed to the two bodyguards at the door and said, "They were also sent by the government of country S to protect me and monitor me while I was taking care of patients. Do you believe it, Shen?"

He pressed his ears, "The earphones they plugged in here are monitoring our conversation."

I don't know whether it is coffee or wine, Albert has a bit of a broken can, and said casually: "But I don't care if they monitor or not, they have already frozen my bank account, I am now A little white mouse locked in a cage can't escape the country."

"If my patient can wake up, I can be free, but once he dies in the ICU, I will be pushed out to apologize."

"Oh my god, I just hope that this poor guy wakes up, otherwise I have nothing, money, career, and future, and I did his artificial insemination. If he dies, I will Can't forgive myself"

As he spoke, he shed two tears, obviously also worried for a long time.

"Maybe your country won't do this, or maybe as long as you're not as high-profile as me, you won't end up like me, but Shen, you still have to think about what you have to bear if the operation fails. It's not as easy as we thought."

Seeing that Shen Fangyu didn't answer, he said sincerely: "Although I know that you came here for the results of the operation, since you are still willing to come to see me at this time, I sincerely advise you to let your patient Go to Kenn for surgery."

"He is the leading doctor in country M. He has the best medical resources in the world. He also has a successful experience and top response ability. Oh! Damn, I'm actually praising him."

Albert suddenly scratched his hair when he said this, "I hate Kenn, I hate Kenn to death!"

Shen Fangyu looked over and found that Albert's light brown hair had mixed with a lot of white hair at some point.

"Where is the patient now?" he asked.

"It was transferred to another hospital," Albert wiped his face and asked, "Do you want to go and see?"

Shen Fangyu thought for a long time, and then said to him, "Okay."

Albert's patient was surnamed Baker. Together with the bodyguards, the two drove to the hospital where Mr. Baker was staying at night.

It is said that this Mr. Baker is very wealthy, owns countless large and small enterprises, and is one of the well-known merchants in Country S.

At the beginning, after Albert rejected his request for artificial pregnancy several times, Mr. Baker proposed to provide Albert with a huge amount of scientific research funding, which made Albert waver and decided to implement this operation.

The hospital to which Mr. Baker was transferred is also a hospital in which he holds shares.

Mr. Baker was the only patient in the special VIP independent ICU ward, but unexpectedly, there was a woman sitting outside the ward.

She didn't look like a medical worker, she was dressed elegantly and elegantly, but her face was gloomy, and she obviously hadn't closed her eyes for a long time.

Seeing them, she stood up and greeted Dr. Albert politely. Albert pointed to Shen Fangyu and introduced to her: "This is a colleague of mine. I hope to come and see Mr. Baker. May I?"

Shen Fangyu nodded to her friendly, the other party's eyes paused briefly on his face, and then gave him a decent smile, "Of course."

After the complicated disinfection process was over, Shen Fangyu and Dr. Albert stood in front of Mr. Baker together.

Mr. Baker, who was asleep, had beautiful blond hair and a face that looked more like an artist than a businessman.

But now, all kinds of tubes are inserted all over his body, and dazzling instruments of all sizes occupy the ward of the ICU, making Mr. Baker who is surrounded in the middle look extraordinarily weak and insignificant, like a general Broken vase.

Seeing some records from cold literature is different from witnessing a failure on the screen.

Now the patient who failed the operation was lying on the ICU bed in front of Shen Fangyu very realistically, life and death were unpredictable.

Inexplicably, he suddenly felt a little cold in his hands and feet.

Mr. Baker's skin is very fair, and so is Jiang Xu.

The visual impact was terrible. For a moment, when Shen Fangyu looked at Mr. Baker, the image of Jiang Xu lying in the ICU suddenly flashed in his mind.

Albert half lifted the patient's quilt without hiding anything, and introduced to Shen Fangyu in detail the current means of keeping the patient alive.

The skin and muscles of Mr. Baker's abdomen, which were propped up by pregnancy, have not yet fully returned to their original appearance. The incision and sutures are still clear, and a small hole was opened in the side abdomen, and yellow drainage fluid was kept in a transparent plastic bag.

This is not the first time Shen Fangyu has seen a patient's body like this. He has undergone so many large and small operations, inserted countless drainage tubes, stitched up countless incisions, and calmly opened countless times the patient's abdomen and uterus.

But this was the first time Shen Fangyu felt fear because of the patient's body.

Because of Jiang Xu.

He silently watched Albert's operation from the side, and followed him out of the ICU slowly, his mind buzzing for a while, until Albert suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Albert asked him.

Shen Fangyu asked out of focus, "What did you say?"

Albert curled his lips and repeated impatiently: "I ask when are you ready to go back to China? If you need to stay here for a few more days, you can stay at my house first, but I may not be able to go home every day Treat you."

"I want... to sit down for a while, is that okay?" Shen Fangyu noticed that his legs were too weak to walk, "I still have work, and I will return to the country by myself later, so don't bother."

"Okay," Albert shrugged, and glanced at the two bodyguards guarding outside, "Then I'll go first, I have to continue to read the literature and figure out how to save this hapless guy."

When he turned around, he patted Shen Fangyu, and said to him: "Remember what I warned you, you are an excellent doctor, you have a bright future, there is no need to ruin your life in an operation like mine. "

Shen Fangyu lowered his eyes, "But he is very important to me."

"Then you shouldn't take over," Albert looked at Mr. Baker in the ICU ward through the glass, then at the woman outside the ward, and said in a low voice, "Unless you can accept sending him to the hospital with your own hands." Get in there."

After speaking, he shrugged, turned his head and left.

Shen Fangyu lay in a daze for a long time in a daze, and finally leaned on the wall with bloodless back, and sat on the chair outside the ICU ward.

At the other end of the chair, the elegant lady just saw him sit down, and called him cautiously.

"Sir," she asked, "may I have a chat with you?"

Shen Fangyu wasn't in the mood to chat with anyone right now, but he couldn't bear to refuse the lady's earnest voice.

He let go of his hand between his eyebrows, raised his head and asked, "What can you do?"

"I'm Mr. Baker's wife, you can call me Daisy." The lady first introduced herself.

Hearing her voice, Shen Fangyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

When Albert said that Mr. Baker has always insisted on wanting to conceive, Shen Fangyu once thought that Mr. Baker was an unmarriageist or a homosexual group.

Therefore, even though Daisy has been hovering outside Mr. Baker's ward, he subconsciously thought she was just Mr. Baker's assistant or sister.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be his wife.

"I would like to ask, are you a helper invited by Mr. Albert?" Ms. Daisy asked with a bit of uneasy tentativeness: "You just saw my husband's condition, is it possible for him... to wake up? "

Shen Fangyu was very familiar with Ms. Daisy's expression.

Even though the nationality, appearance and skin color are different, the family members of patients all over the world, including himself, have the same expressions when encountering such things.

With such an expression, I really want people to blurt out a comforting sentence: "He will definitely get better."

But anyone can say something like that, except a doctor.

Because the doctor must be responsible for his every judgment.

So in the end, Shen Fangyu could only say to her: "Sorry, I can't give you any guarantees, and I'm just a doctor who came to ask Albert for advice."

Probably because she had heard such words too many times, when Shen Fangyu spoke, Daisy's eyes didn't look too disappointed.

"It's okay." She smiled calmly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Shen Fangyu also politely said to her, "It's fine."

The two of them were silent across an empty seat. The single ICU ward was very quiet, except for the occasional footsteps of the medical staff, there were almost no other sounds.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, and she was really depressed, and Shen Fangyu was the only living person here who had time to talk to her, or maybe, Ms. Daisy thought she should remind Shen Fangyu.

So about half an hour later, she spoke again to break the silence.

"Dr. Albert's operation failed, but before that, a professor Kenn from country M had successfully completed a similar operation. I think you should ask him for advice."

"I know."

There was some doubt in Daisy's eyes, as if she didn't understand why he was so far away.

"Kenn's case, I have studied everything I can. As for learning from him personally," Shen Fangyu shook his head: "Professor Kenn doesn't seem to like this kind of interruption."

"But Dr. Albert's experience is also very important," Shen Fangyu explained: "Because there are too few related cases, each case is quite precious."

"If there were a hundred reasons for the failure of this operation that I might not have noticed, every time I knew about it, my chances of success would increase, even if it was just going from one percent to ninety-nine. One, and worth it to me."

After Daisy listened, she didn't speak for a while, and after a long time, she suddenly sighed very softly.

"I wish I were Kenn, or you, or any licensed physician, so that at least I could figure out what you can do for my husband instead of sitting here waiting in vain."

Shen Fangyu was silent for a while, and then said to Daisy: "My patient is also my lover."

"man?"

"man."

Daisy was obviously very surprised to get an affirmative answer, the look on her face suddenly became complicated, and those dark blue eyes were full of indescribable emotions.

After a while, she suddenly pulled out a photo from her phone and handed it to Shen Fangyu, "Look, this is my child."

The baby in swaddling clothes was wrinkled, but still cute.

"He is very healthy." Shen Fangyu said.

Daisy nodded with a faint smile, probably only when she looked at this child, the smile on her face would be a little more real.

She took back her phone, glanced at her husband in the ICU through the glass, and added to Shen Fangyu: "This is my husband, the child he gave birth to for me."

Even though he had guessed something, when it was confirmed, Shen Fangyu was still stunned.

Perhaps there is no way out, but just in time to meet "the same people who have fallen in the end of the world", the desire to confide will become particularly strong. Daisy's long-suffering melancholy in her heart is finally expressed in front of Shen Fangyu, a stranger who shares the same illness.

"I've always wanted a baby, but I was married to him for years without getting pregnant," Daisy said, "until I was diagnosed with endometrial cancer five years ago and had to have my uterus removed."

"At that time, I was very discouraged. My husband comforted me that the two of us could live happily together, so I gradually gave up my desire to raise children, but occasionally I couldn't help but envy other people's children, and occasionally sent him Whining, complaining that God is unfair."

"Until one day, my husband suddenly developed symptoms of blood in the stool. At that time, we were all scared and thought he had cancer, but the doctor told us after the examination that it was not cancer bleeding, but menstrual blood."

Her voice was low and mournful, telling the origin of the tragedy: "The doctor said that a suddenly developing uterus appeared in my husband's body."

"Later, he found Dr. Albert, and later, he told me that we could conceive a child through assisted reproductive technology."

She paused, "...in his body."

"Then he was pregnant. We were all very happy at that time, looking forward to the arrival of this child like ordinary couples, happy and happy."

"But he never told me that this operation is so dangerous."

Lady Daisy looked remorseful and troubled.

"He doesn't understand that the reason why I want a child with him is because I love him very much. Because of him, I hope to have a child who blends his and my genes. If he can be good, no I, too, am happy, my child."

"If I had known that the risk of this operation was so high, I would never have agreed to let him take the risk of getting pregnant."

"He's a businessman, and he should understand risk assessment better than anyone."

Daisy looked at the picture of the child on the phone, her eyes filled with sadness, "You know what?" She said, "Everyone who knows my husband lying here says he is crazy."

At that moment, Shen Fangyu looked at Daisy, and suddenly understood the words that Albert deliberately lowered his voice just now.

— "Unless you can accept sending him there by hand."

Guilt over hurting a loved one against her will can overwhelm Daisy.

Can swallow him too.

When leaving the hospital where Mr. Baker was, Shen Fangyu gave Daisy all the tissues on his body, but she still couldn't stop her long-suppressed tears, so he had to pour a glass of salt water for Daisy so that she would not suffer from water and electrolytes. out of balance.

After leaving the hospital, Shen Fangyu returned the short-term rented house in Country S, and wrote an email to Albert, thanking him for his help and advice.

In the end, he walked along the suburban villa, stepping on the white snowy road, and walked to the taxi stop step by step.

The snow is too thick and deep, and there will be a creaking sound when you step on it. After the boots are wet, the chill will rise all the way up the feet. The refreshing and cold smell of snowflakes still seemed to be floating in the air. As soon as Shen Fangyu closed his eyes, he would think of Ms. Daisy's deep blue eyes like jewels.

Dyed with unspeakable sorrow.

When Jiang Xu received a call from Shen Fangyu, he was about to hear a report from one of his students on the progress of the experiment.

Due to the many influencing factors, the repeatability of biological experiments is really unbearable to look directly at. This student did the same experiment for two months, and even the data of the control group did not stabilize. Have a good talk with him.

Seeing the caller ID, he stood up and gestured to the student: "Check the PPT again, and speak in English later, don't read the script."

After speaking, he walked out of the office and connected Shen Fangyu's phone.

"Hello?"

"Jiang Xu..."

For some reason, the voice over there sounded very empty, as if he was in the wilderness, which inexplicably made Jiang Xu feel a little cold, as if he was in the snow.

"What's wrong?" He felt that Shen Fangyu was a little strange.

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, then Shen Fangyu sniffed and whispered to him, "I'm sorry, Jiang Xu...I'm sorry."

Jiang Xu's eyelids suddenly jumped.

He looked down from the high-rise in Jihua, and the hospital was full of patients in a hurry, some pushing wheelchairs, some holding braces, and some were covered tightly by white sheets, only one person was exposed. Head, don't know where to transfer to.

He didn't know what Shen Fangyu was up to, but he knew what Shen Fangyu was talking about, and he also guessed what happened to him.

There seemed to be a tacit understanding between him and Shen Fangyu forever. When he was weak, Shen Fangyu would become strong, and when Shen Fangyu was weak, it was his turn to become strong.

Jiang Xu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, he took a deep breath silently, and suppressed its tremor with his other hand.

"If it weren't for that night, I wouldn't have been pregnant, I would have found out a few months later that I had a uterus, and I would have faced a life-or-death hysterectomy, and it wouldn't have been any better than it is now go."

"This fact has nothing to do with you, and there is no way to change it. Besides," he pursed his lips, and said to Shen Fangyu in a steady voice, "you have already apologized to me at that time, repeatedly apologizing for an incident a few months ago , would make me suspect that you are questioning my memory."

"I don't want to hear a 'sorry' from your mouth again," he rubbed the phone lightly with his fingers, paused for a while, and said to the other end of the phone: "If you have to say...you can replace 'sorry' into 'I love you'."

After finishing speaking, he directly hung up the phone and walked back to the office, picking up the teacup on the table.

The temperature of the hot water pressed against his fingertips, slowly calming down the shaking of his fingers.

When I looked up, the student who was going to report had just copied the PPT and was looking at him tremblingly.

Jiang Xu nodded at him, signaling him to start talking.

His English was still stuttering, and his forehead was sweating halfway through the speech, but the experimental data he put on the PPT clearly showed that his experiment was finally repeated successfully.

Jiang Xu was obviously surprised, "When did you make it?"

The student was startled, and said cautiously: "Just... a few days ago, I took out the previous experiment notebook and reorganized it several times according to what you said, and looked for conditions that might affect it, and did it several times. , and repeated it.”

Jiang Xu looked at the student in silence for a long time, until the student was frightened by the sight, Jiang Xu suddenly raised his mobile phone and took a picture of his experiment results.

"Mind if I share your success with a stupid student?" he asked.

The students who have always been regarded as negative textbooks were stunned, "As, as you like."

Jiang Xu lowered his head and sent the picture to Shen Fangyu, "A month ago, my second-year master student cried and told me that this experiment could never be repeated, and begged me to let him give up this subject."

"...but now he's made it."

He typed with one hand, and left a rhetorical question to this "very stupid student" with his fingers flying like flying: "Does Professor Shen want to cry too?"