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"You know, you can't save everyone," Dr. Wing said with a gentle expression as she stood by the bathroom door while watching Head Manager Han changed back into his own clothes.
"I didn't say that's my plan."
Dr. Wing sighed as she walked in to help him button his shirt, which he allowed her to. "I know that you've been contacting all the medical officers that you know as well as utilizing President Du's connections. I just want you to know that if you can't find a match, then it's fine. Even if you do, with his current condition, there's a 80% rate of rejection."
"Am I supposed to let him die just like that?" Head Manager Han asked. He had accidentally lost his control and raised his voice at her. It was not like him to do so, but when he looked at Tay Dingxuan, who had been weakened by sickness and possibly had his life shortened as well, it made him think of Han Ye when the latter was still a young boy.
