Chapter 0 wedge
Outside the window, birds are chirping, and bright sunlight shines through the glass onto the white sheets.
This is a room almost flooded with white, suffocating.
And I was lying nervously in the white quilt, trying desperately to calm my heartbeat that could run away at any time.
——Qiqi, hold on, in just over an hour, you will... you will reach the most important turning point in your life!
However, a ruthless voice kept lingering in my mind: the success rate of the operation is only 50%, please be fully prepared...
——This is what my attending physician said to my parents when the decision to have the surgery was made.
"Boom, boom--" Because of the sudden panic, the heart beat suddenly faster.
No, don't think about the failure that might come...
Take a deep breath, one, two, three...
Compared with other girls, I am probably different - my name is Ai Qiqi, and I am a patient with serious heart disease.
At the beginning, I could still rely on the help of medication to barely go to school with my peers, but recently, my condition has worsened significantly.
The doctor said that if I didn’t have a heart transplant, I might really die.
Now, I had no other choice but to muster up the courage to face the risks of the operation. Because my fragile heart did not have much time left for me. Just when I was almost in despair, I finally got an unexpected transplant opportunity.
This is the second life God gave me.
I should be grateful and thankful, I should greet it with a smile instead of being anxiously afraid of the risks behind the opportunity.
Yes, that’s right, Ai Qiqi, come on!
"You look good." Just as I was trying to calm myself down, the tightly closed white door was pushed open, and a young man in a white shirt walked in. He had short, shiny black hair, and was looking at me with his deep, green eyes like lake water. His smile was like the refreshing and warm sunshine, which made me feel like I was standing among the green grass and trees and smelling the faint fragrance of flowers.
The moment I saw him, I couldn't help but smile, and the fear that had filled my heart disappeared a lot.
His name is Jiusha.
He is a boy I have secretly liked for a long time.
He is the boy I have always wanted to confess my love to, but because of my frail body I have not dared to say it out loud.
"Qiqi, I heard that you finally found a suitable heart and are about to have a transplant operation. I am so happy for you." Jiusha put the bouquet in her hand on the table and looked at me with a smile.
My face turned red when Jiusha looked at me and I turned my head hurriedly. The bright red rose was right in front of me. Smelling the rose fragrance lingering in the room, I couldn't help but guess the meaning of his giving me this flower.
Could it be that...
My heart began to beat faster again.
"Unfortunately, I just received a notice for an international student exchange activity and I have to go abroad for a while. Because the notice is very urgent, I have to leave immediately and can't accompany you." Jiusha said with a frown, his lake-like eyes seemed filled with disappointment.
"It's okay..." Although I really hope he can stay with me all the time, but when I think of Jiusha going to participate in international student exchange activities, I am sincerely happy for him. After all, those who can participate in exchange activities are all very outstanding students. "Don't worry, I will definitely succeed!"
I suppressed the disappointment in my heart and gave Jiusha a determined smile.
"Then I feel relieved." Jiusha smiled with satisfaction, as if he had known I would say this.
"Qiqi is indeed a strong girl!"
His tone of voice was gentle and intimate, which made my heart surge with joy. Although, I knew clearly in my heart that I didn't want to be a "strong" girl at all. I just hoped that Jiusha could stay and accompany me through this most important day for me.
But in the end, I still sent Jiusha away with a smile on my face. As I watched his back disappear at the end of the corridor, the smile on my face instantly disappeared.
"It's okay. I will definitely get better after the surgery. I will definitely get better..."
I put my hands on my chest and muttered to myself.
