After Mu Chen woke up, Mu Yan went to find the attending doctor.
"Miss Mu, I've mentioned your brother's condition before, and reminded you that he's very likely to experience cardiac arrest. Luckily, he was saved this time, but his condition is not optimistic. I can't guarantee for the next time, or the time after that."
Mu Yan bit her lip and said with difficulty, "Still haven't found a suitable heart?"
"As you know, your brother's blood type is rare, the kind found in one in two thousand people, the so-called 'panda blood.' Finding a suitable heart is extremely difficult."
Mu Yan looked desolate and whispered, "I understand."
She closed her eyes and suddenly asked, "Approximately how much time does my brother have left?"
"At most a year, at least six months, or even less."
Mu Yan looked helplessly at the doctor, "Less than a year? How can it be so fast?"
