C290 (2/2)

Now that the treatment had been decided, he was just waiting to find a suitable liver source!

After the small meeting to study the illness ended, Shu Luowei first sent a few professors to the hotel to rest.

Coincidentally, it was already afternoon, and Gong Lingqian's matching results had already come out.

The doctor called Gong Lingqian into the office alone.

The doctor passed the test results to Gong Lingqian.

Before Gong Lingqian could even look at the results of the examination, he impatiently asked the doctor: ”Doctor! Did it match? Can I have a liver transplant now? ”

The doctor looked at Gong Lingqian who was panicking and shook his head lightly: ”Young Master Gong, I'm sorry, your blood type is B, but your mother's blood type is A, and you can't match up to her, you can't be a liver donor.”

Hearing the doctor's words, Gong Lingqian felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head!

Gong Lingqian's big and sturdy body instantly became stiff like a puppet.

That's right, he had even forgotten his own blood type in such a hurry!

Gong Lingqian had inherited his father's blood type B blood!

After remaining silent for a good few minutes, Gong Lingqian raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, which was jumping up and down. He secretly took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and looked at the doctor again: ”Doctor, do you have a suitable liver source now?”

The doctor replied, ”Young Master Gong, our hospital has already checked for you, but it's already difficult to wait for the liver source. Normally, there would be five or six patients waiting for the liver source, and it would be even more difficult to find a suitable liver source.

The doctor's voice paused, and then became more serious, ”However, it is obvious that Madam is in a better condition now. The sooner you do the liver transplant, the greater the risk that you will face! I think we'll have to wait for less than three to four months before we go for a liver transplant! ”

With that, Gong Lingqian got up and left the doctor's office.

The moment Gong Lingqian came out of the doctor's office, An Xingchen, Lu Shijia and the rest immediately stood up from the benches, their gazes all falling upon Gong Lingqian.

An Xingchen walked in front of Gong Lingqian and worriedly held Gong Lingqian's hand. They could not help but break the silence and speak first: ”Ling Qian, how is it? Is the result of your genotyping test appropriate? ”

Gong Lingqian held onto An Xingchen's little hand, and after a few seconds of silence, Gong Lingqian pursed his lips and shook his head: ”My blood type doesn't match my mother's blood type.”