With two years left to live, my nine sisters kicked me out of the house and regretted it for the res

Chen Yuyao's limbs were stiff and her whole body was cold.

She was even more shocked than when she first saw herself.

Ye Fan was kicked out of the Chen family after suffering from a terminal illness?

She thought of the tragic situation in the Chen family villa, and suddenly she seemed to understand something.

No wonder this girl just said she was going to deal with the Chen sisters. It turns out there are so many twists and turns in this.

Thinking about it, their family kicked a Dragon Palace Master out of the house, and the Dragon Palace Palace Master knew that he didn't have much time left.

How could he not deal with the Chen family?

Chen Yuyao is now filled with guilt.

When a person is about to die, even if he is a bad person, his relatives and friends will recall his goodness, not to mention that Ye Fan was always very good to the Chen sisters.

Chen Yuyao felt like an accomplice, an accomplice who killed Ye Fan!

Although she only agreed with Chen Ziting's decision to drive Ye Fan out of the Chen family.

But this was like a vote to sentence him to death.

What if you have a terminal illness? With the Chen family's medical level and Ye Fan's status, he can definitely get the best treatment in the world.

Even if it was announced in the end that it really couldn't be cured, the Chen family should at least let Ye Fan have a happy mood during the last period.

Don’t those terminal diseases that can be cured in history all require the patient to maintain a good mood?

And what did the Chen family do?

Not only did they not help him with treatment, they also waved a stick at him and kicked him out of the home where he grew up!

Chen Yuyao asked herself, if it were her, she might have jumped from the moat that night.

If the people closest to you do this to yourself, then what’s the point of living?

What hope is there for living?

"No, Xiaofan can't die, absolutely can't die!"

"If he dies, I will definitely feel guilty for the rest of my life! I want to make it up to him, make it up to him!"

Chen Yuyao tried to enter the door of the rescue room.

But the door was locked, and it couldn't be opened. Even after reciting it silently in my heart many times, my head felt exhausted, it still couldn't be opened.

Just when it was anxious, she saw the central air conditioner next to it emitting cold air. It suddenly remembered the action movies it had watched. Its eyes lit up and it flew into the emergency room along the vent.

In the emergency room, the doctor was rescuing Ye Fan. The most important thing was to connect the broken arm to Ye Fan's wound.

This is a complicated project. Although short-limb continuation surgery is very mature in Daxia, these are small areas such as fingers and toes, and the tissues on an arm are too complicated!

Coupled with Ye Fan's own physical condition, the operation was too difficult.

The surgeon's head was covered with sweat, and his hands were trembling a little. The superiors had given him a death order. This man must be saved, and he must be fully alive!

He became even more nervous, telling himself over and over in his heart, he can do it, he can do it!

When Chen Yuyao entered the room, she pressed her body tightly against the roof. When she saw Ye Fan's appearance, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Is this still Xiaofan?

In his impression of Xiaofan, the corners of his mouth are always upward, his eyes are always bright, his spirit is always full, and his language is always gentle.

But now, his lips are white, as white as a piece of paper, and there are cracked wrinkles on the paper. That's because the lips are dry and cracked, and there is no blood inside.

His eyes were closed and sunken as if he hadn't slept in weeks, and his hair was thin and splotched.

Chen Yuyao had only seen these things on the bodies of the elderly. They said they were age spots, which were caused by the slow metabolism of skin tissue and the precipitation of melanin.

Xiaofan is only eighteen years old, how come his metabolism is slow?

Unknowingly, her tears flowed down and landed on the attending doctor's sutures.

"Wipe the sweat, wipe the sweat, can't you see?"

The attending doctor thought it was his own sweat, so he yelled. The assistant next to him hurriedly wiped his sweat.

"Strange, is this the wound I just stitched?"

After wiping away the sweat, the attending doctor looked at the wound in front of him doubtfully.

If I remember correctly, the wound just now was dark and difficult to see, so you need to think twice before inserting the needle yourself. This is the difficulty of this kind of surgery. You need to carefully distinguish the broken parts of the wound to ensure that they can be applied one by one, but it takes a long time. The wound was exposed, and some of the contact surfaces were already necrotic. Suturing them inside would only cause rejection and make it impossible to heal.

But now his vision is clear, and the originally necrotic tissues seem to be reactivated, which makes the contact surface of the wound very clear. As long as he corresponds one by one, he can suture it step by step.

"No matter what, maybe God is helping me!"

He wasted no time in sewing.

But as the suture area of ​​the wound became larger and larger, Ye Fan's body changed.

"Director, director, look..."

While the doctor was busy suturing the wound, an assistant couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Is this your first time on the operating table?"

The chief doctor was so busy that he almost made a mistake in suturing when he yelled, and his tone became impatient.

But the assistant shook his head crazily.

"Director, look, look!"

He pointed at the arm that had been placed on the operating table just now, with a look of horror on his face.

"what!"

The attending doctor also glanced at it, and at this glance, his scalpel fell directly to the ground.

"What happened? Who replaced the patient's arm?"

Outrageous!

When did the arm that was good just now be replaced by someone else?

Replaced with a...dragon claw?

The chief doctor looked at it for a long time, frowning, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Is this a dragon claw?

wrong? How come there are dragon claws?

He had only seen it on TV!

"Director, how could it be changed?"

"This arm is the patient's arm just now!"

"Look, the stitches are almost finished!"

The chief doctor then looked at the wound. The arm clearly looked like a dragon's claw, but it fit perfectly with the patient's shoulder.

And he didn't feel any abnormality at all when he was suturing just now!

"What should I do, director?"

While the doctor was thinking, the assistant interrupted him.

The attending doctor glanced at him and replied in a deep voice.

"continue!"

He remembered this man's identity.

Lord of the Dragon Palace!

It shouldn’t be too much for the master of the Dragon Palace to have dragon arms, right?

Otherwise, why would he be so aloof and dominate everyone?

The chief doctor felt that he had touched the truth.

"Don't forget the identity of the patient and forget what you saw!"

"Keep stitching!"

He replaced the scalpel with a new one.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, he is the master of the Dragon Palace, and he can destroy your family with just a flick of his finger!"

"Think about the Chen family! Where are those all-powerful sisters now?"

"Now do your job!"