Jiangfengming see cold words, silent, eyebrows slightly frown, tone cold cold.

"What I said to you just now is nonsense? You need to know your identity. I have a question. You have to answer it. Do you understand? I don't want to say that again. "

Aware of the displeasure in Jiang Fengming's tone, Mo had to keep his head down and speak slowly, choking.

"I'm so afraid. I'll die tomorrow. I'm afraid the operation won't go well."

Jiang Fengming, smelling the words, stretched out his hand to touch the head of lengyanmo.

But this touch, so that the sweat of cold words suddenly burst, only feel that the touch on his head, is a devil's hand, tightly grasp his fate of the throat.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling of chill from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, but he was very afraid, and his body could not help shivering.

Lengyanmo was afraid of the approaching of jiangfengming, but he could not avoid it.

He can't hide. If he hides, it will cause the river wind's displeasure.

Jiang Fengming touched his head and rubbed his hair to comfort him. The coldness in his voice seemed to dissipate.

"It's going to be OK. Don't worry! The doctor said, tomorrow's operation success rate is very high, you don't have to worry

In fact, after the first operation in M country, the doctor clearly told Jiang Fengming.

This operation, that is, the second operation, has a very high risk rate and a very low success rate, that is to say, a very high failure rate.

If the operation is not smooth, the cold words will die directly.

Jiang Fengming doesn't want lengyanmo to know this, so he tells lengyanmo what he says behind his back.

If this operation is not successful, there will be a third, fourth, or even more times in the future. Lengyanmo still has a chance to be cured.

In fact, lengyanmo has no idea. Behind There's no chance.

If the second operation fails, his life may be lost on the operating table on the spot.

Or survived from the operating table, but also survived, at most a week, or less.

Jiang Fengming didn't tell him the truth.

Jiang Fengming thinks that even if he tells Leng Yanmo about the risk of failure in the second operation, it will have a negative impact on the operation.

Because after knowing the real situation, it will definitely affect lengyanmo's mentality, and directly affect lengyanmo's desire for survival in the process of surgery.

If the patient has no desire to survive, then in the operation, the possibility of accidents is great.

So Jiang Fengming decided that he didn't want to tell lengyanmo the truth of the matter. It was better to keep it from him all the time.

For the sake of coldness and mental state, for the sake of his illness, we must keep it from him, and keep it from leaking.

It made him feel that the second operation was the same as the ordinary operation.

Never let lengyanmo know that if the second operation fails, his life will be gone.

"Have a good rest tonight and get ready for tomorrow's operation." Jiang Fengming exhorted coldly, with some concern in his tone.

Cold words Mo nodded, "got it."

"Call." Jiang Fengming said suddenly.

He did not know what Jiang Fengming meant. He raised his head, and his eyes were full of tears. He asked, "what's your name?"

Jiangfengming pick eyebrows, drooping eyes looking at the cold words, "what do you call it?"

Mo frowned and seemed to understand the meaning of Jiang Fengming. He bit his teeth and called out, "father."

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