The doctor sighed. Obviously, this was the biggest problem. "The patient's physical quality is indeed poor. The chances of her surviving the operation are not very high, but if she doesn't do it immediately, she probably won't remember for two months."
"What did you say?" Luo Yanfeng gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Did you say that my mother only has two months?"
"We have checked that her liver has suddenly sped up the rate of failure recently, so the doctor's previous advice should not be carried out," the doctor said, "If she can survive the operation and successfully transplant the liver, she will have at least a few years left."
Luo Yanfeng's lips were bitten through by him, and a drop of blood dripped down.
The doctor looked at this young man and couldn't bear it. He comforted him. "But sometimes, for the elders, a few years is also very long. It's enough for them to accompany their children to fulfill their wishes."
