After the identity of the women's clothing boss was exposed by his sister

"Damn it, little sister of the system! You are shameless! You don't talk about martial arts! How come you cheated me of the number of lottery draws!"

Mo Yichen threw the cards away, lay down on the ground and stopped playing.

The system sister also seems to feel a little embarrassed about cheating.

Then a bottle of life potion was transferred to the lottery panel.

But Mo Yichen has no idea of ​​drawing a lottery recently.

Because he only has 1 lottery draw left, just in case.

He won't draw any more prizes in the near future.

No words all night, early the next morning.

Mo Yihan opened his eyes.

A new day started again, and I got another 10 hours of clone control time.

He looked at Yumengtian in his arms.

Mo Yihan smiled and kissed her, then tiptoed up.

As soon as she took two steps off the ground, she realized something was wrong.

Why are your feet wet?
Looking down, he found that his thighs and feet were covered with blood.

"Fuck!? Again? It's been a month now??"

This time Mo Yihan directly took a pack of sanitary napkins from Yumengtian's bedside table with ease.

Then ran to the toilet to deal with his own problems.

After putting on her underwear, Mo Yihan came to Yumengtian's cloakroom and began to choose clothes.

Yumengtian really has too many clothes.

After choosing for a long time, Mo Yihan finally chose a pink one-shoulder hip-length dress.

There are also two straps on the front of this dress, allowing Mo Yihan to tie it behind her neck.

After putting on this skirt, Mo Yihan turned around in front of the mirror.

Full nodded.

"Sister Yihan, you are so beautiful, I want to kiss you~"

As soon as Mo Yihan changed her clothes, Yu Mengtian behind her opened her arms and pouted.

The two quickly kissed each other.

Half an hour later, at the breakfast table.

Yu Mengtian's parents Yu Zhenguo and Zhang Meifen were also there.

They looked at their daughter as if she was in love.

I really don't know what to do.

The older generation is not very accepting of these things.

Actually they were kind of against it.

But Mo Yihan not only saved their daughter, but also basically brought Yu Mengtian out of her autistic state.

They were afraid that after opposing this matter, their daughter would fall into autism again.

"By the way, uncles and aunts, do you know some famous surgeons? It's better to be related to the heart."

While eating the eggs on the plate, Mo Yihan asked Yu Mengtian's parents.

Her idea is very simple, since she can't heal her own body through the system in a short time.

Then the only way is to find a surgeon and operate on your own body.

The difficulty of surgery is to repair the heart.

In the process of heart repair, the heartbeat must be simulated by instruments to ensure blood supply.

Yu Zhenguo thought for a while, and then told Mo Yihan that he knew an authoritative expert in cardiac surgery.

This expert is an old friend of his, so he can recommend it.

After confirming that Mo Yihan was going to see him, Yu Zhenguo started to contact him.

"Sister Yihan, do you want to see the heart? Is there any problem?"

Yu Mengtian asked worriedly.

"That's right, because I met you, my heart was hit by a deer, and now I need to find a doctor."

Hearing Mo Yihan's words, Yu Mengtian blushed, lowered her head and continued eating her breakfast.

9:[-] am.

Mo Yichen and Yu Mengtian came to Beijing Xiehe Hospital.

The surgical expert introduced by Yu Zhenguo was named Peng Dingguo.

According to Yu Mengtian, Peng Dingguo is a member of the Peng family, one of the four major families in the capital.

It is also ranked first among the four major families.

Not for anything else, because the whole Peng family is a family of medical skills.

Moreover, the Peng family did not blindly adhere to traditional Chinese medicine.

Instead, they adopted an attitude of combining Chinese and Western medicine. Almost all members of the Peng family were prescribed 55 Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Everyone integrates with each other, learns from each other's strengths, takes its essence and discards its dross.

This made them the heads of the four major families in the capital.

After meeting Peng Dingguo, Mo Yihan discovered that he was a middle-aged man in his 50s with a square face.

"Mengtian, I haven't seen Uncle Peng for a long time, how are you doing?"

After seeing the two of them, Peng Dingguo greeted Yu Mengtian first.

He knew about Yu Mengtian's situation before, she was severely autistic.

But now, after Peng Dingguo saw Yumeng, he could clearly feel that she was much more cheerful.

At least I won't lower my head and dare not look at people.

"Uncle Peng, hello me."

Although when facing outsiders, Yu Mengtian is still not very good at talking.

But at least he looked much better.

"Hahahaha, it's okay, it's okay, I understand, by the way, Lao Yu told me, this time it's little sister Mo who wants to see me, right?"

Peng Dingguo laughed and changed the topic to Mo Yihan.

"Hello, Uncle Peng, it's like this. I want to ask, if a person's heart is pierced by a sword, can you save him?"

Mo Yihan didn't say anything else, but went straight to the point.

Peng Dingguo was taken aback when he heard this.

He didn't understand what Mo Yihan's intention was for asking this question?
Can it be saved?Is this a medical discussion?
then what?It can't be the real situation, can it?
This person's heart was pierced, how could the little sister in front of him calmly ask if he could be saved?

Shouldn't they be taken directly to the rescue room for rescue?

How did Peng Dingguo know that Mo Yihan's situation was rather special.

The time of the main body is frozen, and time will not pass at all.

So now is the time to discuss the topic of whether it can be saved or not.

Since he was not sure what Mo Yihan meant, Peng Dingguo decided to ask Mo Yihan first:

"Little sister Mo, what you said can be saved or not, is it an academic discussion? Or is it?"

Being asked such a question made Mo Yihan feel a little bit pained.

But now she has no eggs.

"That... can be regarded as the real situation, it is probably like this"

Mo Yihan took a ruler from the table and made a gesture on the position of his heart.

"That's it, through the past, can it be saved?"

Seeing Mo Yihan gesturing on his chest, Peng Dingguo's face turned dark.

If the heart is penetrated in this way, only ghosts can be saved, and if the hospital can't send anyone, it will be cold.

Mo Yihan also saw Peng Dingguo's doubts, so she said:
"Uncle Peng, this is a real case, and the injured person is with me."

"However, due to some special reasons, you don't have to worry about time."

"I also need some knowledge in medicine. I think we can prepare an artificial heart."

"Used to replace the patient's original heart for a period of time."

"Oh yes, the sword is still stuck in the heart."

"At the beginning of the operation, the chest will be opened first, the original heart will be replaced, and then repaired, eh."

When Mo Yihan said this, a bold idea popped up in her little head.

However, the people of Peng Dingguo who were in front of her were all stunned.

Because what Mo Yihan said didn't sound like a discussion at all.

It was as if there was such a patient lying in front of him.

There is a sword stuck in the heart, as if waiting for treatment.