The sterile, pale lights of the hospital made eyes sting, and the air was thick with the acrid scent of disinfectant. Even in the dead of night, the place was bustling with people coming and going.
The attending physician did not hide the gravity of Liu Lan’s condition when he learned of Ling Lu’s relationship to the patient. "It was already in the terminal stage when it was discovered three months ago. There are practically no precedents for a full recovery in such cases. The success rate for tumor resection is very low, though if it were successful, it could extend her life by a few years..."
"Doctor, you say the success rate isn't high—what is the exact figure? Could you please be more specific?" Ling Lu’s voice trembled as she spoke, her eyes brimming with tears.
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