"Hahaha! Just joking, you really took it seriously. Without your support, how could Qin Feng be so relaxed at the transplant center, right?"
Ji Zhonghe saw this and quickly approached with a smile, trying to calm things down.
"Hmph!"
Tang Dandan gave him a sideways glance and continued busying herself with her pen.
....
"What! How could my son have such a disease? Could it be a misdiagnosis?"
In the obstetrics and gynecology office, the child's father was thunderstruck upon hearing Director Wang Yue's words.
He was completely dumbfounded!
Never would he have expected his child to be diagnosed with congenital heart disease.
"Mr. Zhao, please don't worry. The incidence of this disease in newborns is about two per thousand. Although it's distressing, the chances of a cure are very high with timely surgery."
Seeing this, Wang Yue hurried to reassure him,
"We're just discussing some necessary details and risks of the surgery, as the child was born just two hours ago."
