"Having surgery even once is already pushing the limit. If you were a bit healthier, we could do a second transplant… Actually, you can do it, but the risk is higher than normal. Don't worry, it's not the end of the line yet. If you work hard, there should be hope…"
The doctor continued speaking, but Chen Xiangyu could no longer listen.
Is she about to die? Is she about to leave this world?
"I'll prescribe you some anti-rejection medication first. Take it regularly when you go home, it can maintain you for a while."
"Thank you, doctor." If she can't avoid it, then let it be.
Chen Xiangyu took the prescription from the doctor and walked out of the consultation room. She bought the medication, and although it was only a few bottles in her bag, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
From now on, she'll rely on medication to sustain her life again...
