Chapter 1355

The color in Jean’s eyes deepened when he heard those words.

He remained calm, giving Wrenn’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t be too disheartened just yet.

If there’s a solution, there’s hope. Everything will be alright. I’m going to speak with the attending physician to understand the situation better.”

Tears streamed down Wrenn’s face as she nodded vigorously.

Neera also wanted to understand the specifics, so she stopped him and said, “I’ll go with you.”

As soon as she said that, she realized she would seem to be deliberately avoiding something.

Not wanting Wrenn to overthink, Neera cleared her throat and explained, “I’m a doctor too, so it’s easier for me to communicate with other doctors. Plus, it allows me to better understand Mr. Frederic’s condition.”

Indeed, that was the case, and Jean nodded in agreement.

Wrenn suddenly realized something, and the fleeting embarrassment from earlier disappeared. At that moment, her eyes were filled with gratitude.

“Oh! You guys should go ahead. Neera, I appreciate your help.”

Her attentive demeanor was completely different from before, which made Neera feel slightly uncomfortable. Her lips twitched a bit, and in the end, she softly responded with a hum.

Right then, the triplets asked, “Mommy, what about us?”

They actually felt that, at that moment, it was better for them to stay. After all, it wouldn’t be right to leave Wrenn there all alone, heartbroken.

However, worried Neera might be upset, they still took the initiative to ask.

Neera looked at them, then at the haggard Wrenn, and said softly, “You guys stay here. Keep your grandma company.”

The triplets were granted permission, their small bodies standing tall and straight, solemnly accepting the task.

“Don’t worry, Daddy, Mommy, we will stay with Grandma and wait for your return.”

Soon, Neera and Jean left side by side, heading straight for the attending physician’s office.

Wrenn stared at the perfectly matched silhouettes of the two, her heart filled with a mix of indescribable emotions.

All of Frederic’s test results and scans were available. The attending physician presented them for their review.

Jean didn’t understand what he was looking at. After a quick glance, he handed it directly to Neera.

Neera’s brows gradually furrowed tighter as she read the findings.

The attending physician recognized her. “Ms. Garcia, you’re the renowned Dr. Nancy, the miracle doctor, aren’t you?”

Neera nodded modestly and said, “You’re too kind. I wouldn’t consider myself a miracle doctor, I just know a bit of medical skills.”

10:56 Mon, 27 Nov na The attending physician looked at her with admiration. “You’re being too modest. With your medical skills, I believe you can also tell that Mr. Frederic’s heart condition is very severe. He won’t last long if he doesn’t undergo a heart transplant soon. At most, he has half a year, maybe even less, before his heart completely fails.”

In other words, Frederic could die.

Neera’s expression was serious.

After leaving the office, Jean asked her in a deep voice, “So? Is there any other way besides a heart transplant?”

Even those who weren’t familiar with medical practices knew that heart transplant surgery carried immense risks.

Besides the possible rejection reaction after a heart transplant, the source of the heart itself was also a major issue.

The reason Roxanne couldn’t have the surgery initially was because they couldn’t find a suitable heart.

Moreover, a heart transplant was a very unpredictable procedure. No one could say for sure what sudden circumstances might arise on the operating table.

Whether a patient could leave the operating room alive depended not only on the doctor’s medical skills but also on fate.

Jean didn’t really want to take risks, but he held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Yet, Neera’s words severed the last thread of possibility. “Your dad’s heart is already excessively worn out. I’m afraid he had been feeling unwell for quite some time, but he had been toughing it out. The fact that he only collapsed now is already quite remarkable. At this point, there’s no other option.

Conservative treatment, as the doctor said, won’t last long. The only option is to proceed with a heart transplant.”

Also, the situation was far more critical than the doctor described.

“Given your dad’s health condition, the longer we delay, the more dangerous it becomes. The situation is far from optimistic. We must perform the surgery as soon as possible. At the latest, we need to find a matching heart within a week and then proceed with the surgery immediately. On one hand, Dad’s body can still barely withstand the energy consumed by the surgery. On the other hand, the success rate of the surgery will be higher. Moreover, if the post-operative recovery goes well and the situation stabilizes, Dad can still live like a normal person, safely into old age,” Neera added.

The sharp contours of Jean’s face were taut, his handsome features shrouded in a layer of gloom.

After a brief moment, he nodded gently. “Understood. I will have lan find a matching heart as soon as possible.”

“Sure, I’ll also help look around on my end, and we can also ask for the hospital’s help.”

Upon understanding the grim situation, tears incessantly fell from Wrenn’s eyes.

She felt as if all the tears she had in her lifetime were about to be shed at that very moment. Her strength was completely drained, leaving her sitting dazed and lost on the bench in the corridor, feeling vulnerable and helpless.

The last time Frederic had a car accident, she was quite shaken.

After that, she was constantly filled with worry and care, meticulously looking after him.

Yet, the thing she feared the most still happened.

At that very moment, she sat there, completely at a loss, terrified to the core.

Seeing her like that, Jean felt a pang in his heart and went over to comfort her.

However, his skill in doing that was seriously lacking. Other than telling her not to worry, he couldn’t find any other words to say.