"I didn't tell her." Ye Chuyun said with difficulty. The joy just now was swept away, and he had never been so frustrated in his heart. Could it be that this happiness will leave him again?

Perhaps he looked too sad, and the white doctor didn't say much, just said, "I have always advised you to stay in Los Angeles for treatment. I hope you think about the path of heart transplant."

"What is the success rate?" Ye Chuyun was very calm.

"The current technology in the United States is more than enough to deal with heart transplants, with a success rate of nearly 90%. How long you can live after surgery depends on your own immune skills and your future physical condition."

Ye Chuyun made a decision almost instantly, "I want to do it."

For Ding Yiyi's happiness, he must persevere. The doctor held his hands together, "Since you decided to do it, I suggest that the sooner you are admitted, the better. Your situation is not optimistic."

Listening to the doctor's words, Ding Yiyi looked like she was wearing a wedding dress and walking across the red carpet. Her heart was filled with a sense of happiness. He had never wanted to live like this. He smiled and said, "I will come back."

, wait until I get engaged."

After coming out of the hospital, he stood in the middle of the square. Not far away, an old man took out his bread crumbs and let the white pigeon fly to him and pecked. On the other side, a toddler foreign girl waved Baibai.

The fat little hands chased the flock of pigeons.

He stood in the center of life and aging, enjoying the winter sun in Los Angeles. The strong desire to live made his body full of strength. He took out his cell phone and dialed happily, "Mom and Dad, I want to get married."

When Ding Yiyi learned that Ye Nianmo was coming back, she was accepting Qiu Bai's roar. "What do you mean you are engaged? Am I the last one to know?"

Ding Yiyi thought about it seriously and said seriously: "Of course not, An Ran and Xu Weiren don't know yet."

Qiu Bai curled his lips, but his expression was full of worry. The bystanders were clear and the authorities were confused. Who did Ding Yiyi love and those bystanders could see clearly, and she didn't want Ding Yiyi to regret it many years later.

Ding Yiyi picked up her handbag and smiled, "Chuyun is back today, I can't tell you anymore, I want to pick him up at the airport."

As soon as she got up, she met Ye Bo who was walking towards her. She looked at Qiubai in confusion. Qiubai grabbed her and said sincerely: "I'm not helping them, but helping you. I'd rather you stay alone than

I wish you would regret it after getting married.”

"Miss Ding," Ye Bo looked serious, "Please go and see the young master."

Ding Yiyi was stunned and immediately refused, "I won't go."

She wanted to leave anxiously, but Ye Bo blocked her way. He said anxiously: "Young Master is just like crazy these days and only sleeps for two hours a day, and she is working the rest of her time."

She was stunned and suddenly felt wronged, and even tears could not be controlled. She took a deep breath and said slowly: "This is his own choice, it has nothing to do with me, sorry."

Waving his hand, her steps became a little embarrassed under the gaze of others. She ran to the place where she thought she was safe, like a deserter who had dropped her armor on the battlefield. In the cafe, Qiubai looked at the figure that disappeared outside the window.

He said lightly: "I kept thinking about why I became good friends with her. Later, I realized that she is very similar to me. Once I decide to leave, I won't hesitate."

"You are different from her." Ye Bo's eyes locked her tightly, his expression full of love, "I hope we will not have that day." She was stunned, and her sadness surged so uncontrollable.

I had no choice but to escape.
Chapter completed!