Chapter 100 An Yi: I was wrong! I was wrong!

An Yi went to the doctor's office in the morning, and the doctor specifically showed him Jin He's test results.

"This is Jin He's coronary angiography done yesterday. We took a look and there's a problem. We found that his mitral valve has prolapsed. He already has heart failure, so this is very dangerous. His discharge date may have to be postponed. He needs to be observed for a few more days and may need surgery."

An Yi's face turned pale when he heard that he needed to have surgery.

Seeing that the young man was quite frightened, the doctor quickly reassured him, "But you don't need to be nervous. The patient only has mild mitral regurgitation, and it's not at the point where surgery is necessary. If the medication controls it well, it's still possible."

"However, given Jin He's poor heart condition and low ejection rate, which could make him unable to survive the surgery, we recommend starting with medication. If his condition improves, we can perform valve repair; if his condition worsens, valve replacement surgery may be necessary."

"You family members shouldn't take this lightly. The patient's condition is already very dangerous. We recommend postponing the discharge date." The doctor then took out another report. "Remember to take good care of yourself when you get home. How can you still be malnourished? This is very troublesome. Eat some lean meat, freshwater fish, and meat products..."

An Yi had no idea how he got out of the office. When he came to his senses, he was already standing at the door of the ward. Jin He was taking a nap in the hospital bed, and Jiang Xiubai was carrying a trash can and walking out. When she looked up, she saw An Yi standing at the door with red eyes.

An Yi glanced at the trash can: "Did you throw up?"

"Hmm, Xiaohe wasn't feeling well after eating." Jiang Xiubai glanced back and said, "Don't be too upset. Xiaohe is just a little angry. He'll be fine once he calms down... Xiaohe also said he wants to go out for hot pot after he's discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. I promised him, but he can't eat spicy food..."

An Yi now wishes Jin He could jump up and give him a good beating.

"Jin He... probably won't be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Jin He felt like he hadn't slept for long, but when he woke up it was already past 2 PM. He had slept for almost three hours, and his bones felt relaxed. Just as he was about to pour himself a glass of water, he heard Jiang Xiubai's urgent voice: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute..."

Jin He: "???"

"Um?"

"I'll pour you some, go back to bed and lie down." Jiang Xiubai pressed Jin He down to lie down, poured him a glass of warm water and instructed him, "Drink slowly, take small sips."

Jin He was still a little confused when he saw Jiang Xiubai pour him a glass of water and place it in his hand. He took the glass and took a sip, then saw Jiang Xiubai sitting next to him and saying cautiously, "An Yi has something he wants to discuss with you..."

"No discussion." Jin He was still a little angry. "I'll leave him hanging."

Jiang Xiubai turned her head and glanced outside the door. An Yi was still peering longingly into the room through the window.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Maybe I should pack my things now? I want to take this with me when I go home..."

"Xiao He, you may not be able to be discharged from the hospital for the time being..."

Jin He shut her mouth and quietly looked at Jiang Xiubai. Although she had no expression, it made people reluctant to continue speaking.

"Let An Yi come in and talk to you."

An Yi was locked out all morning and finally got permission to enter the room. Standing in front of the hospital bed and looking at Jin He's expressionless face, An Yi suddenly felt weak.

Why can't I be discharged from the hospital now?

"The doctor said that you have some mitral regurgitation, which may worsen your heart failure, so he asked you to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days."

As the saying goes, experience makes one a doctor, and after so many years, Jin He has learned some medical terminology. He also knows what mitral regurgitation means for him. "Does that mean I need surgery? Valve replacement surgery?"

"It's not certain. If the medication is effective, surgery may not be necessary."

“Drug intervention won’t help,” Jin He said. “Drug intervention is only useful for people whose heart function used to be good. My heart has been failing for a long time.”

Seeing him speak of this so calmly, An Yi felt a pang of heartache. His Xiao He was only twenty-five years old this year, how could his health have deteriorated to this extent? An Yi sat down next to Jin He, took his hand, and said, "Xiao He, it's okay. Let's stay in the hospital for two more days. The doctor said that once the medication controls the condition, we can be discharged."

"What if it gets out of control? I'll need surgery. Will I need to have open-chest surgery? Will I be able to get off the operating table then?"

Jin He became increasingly distressed as she spoke: "I've been so careful lately, why is it still like this? If I really don't make it off the operating table, that's fine too. I'm tired, and I don't want to trouble anyone else."

"No, no, don't say that. This hospital's cardiac surgery department is the best in the country. They can definitely cure you. Don't say that about Xiaohe. You're not anyone's problem." An Yi leaned forward. "Listen to me. We can definitely cure you. You're only twenty-five years old. You have so many years ahead of you."

"I don't want to get treatment anymore."

Jin He said, "I want to go home. I'm so tired. I don't want to be a burden to others anymore. Maybe I'm just not destined to live a long and happy life."

"No, don't say that!" An Yi almost cried when she heard him say that. "Oh, no, are you still bothered by what I said this morning? I really didn't mean it. I didn't mean it that way. I'll never talk like that again. Xiao He, I'm begging you, please just focus on getting better, okay?"

"Even if you want revenge on me, you can't joke around with your own body. You've finally managed to live a decent life, how can you bear to leave? Xiao Miao has already been admitted to graduate school, don't you want to see her get married?"

"Please focus on getting better. Once you're feeling better, you can hit me or beat me up, I beg you, I beg you, you absolutely can't give up on me..."

An Yi was on the verge of tears as he spoke. Jin He saw that he had given him enough advice and that if he said a few more words, An Yi would probably kneel on the ground and burst into tears. So he simply lay back down in bed and said, "I'm tired. I want to sleep."

In reality, Jin He had just woken up and didn't want to sleep anymore; he just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.

An Yi was crying so pitifully, he really wanted to laugh, hahaha...

He had known about mitral regurgitation for a long time. He knew about his condition when he was receiving treatment abroad, but he had been able to control it well with medication over the years, so he didn't take it seriously. It might be a coincidence that the doctor came to talk to An Yi about it today, but Jin He never expected it to scare him like this.

An Yi was crying so pitifully, he really wanted to laugh, hahaha...