Mo Yesi stopped the car and reached out to gently hold one of her hands. He held her palm and comforted her. "If it was someone else, I can't guarantee the success rate, nor can I guarantee that there won't be any risk. But the surgery will be personally handled by me. I promise you that there won't be any risk.
"I'll make Chen Chen a normal person. Trust me, baby."
Qiao Mianmian's worry and anxiety slowly dissipated under his firm promise.
She believed him.
If he said there was no problem, then there was definitely no problem.
Qiao Mianmian felt much better when she thought about how Qiao Chen would soon become like a normal person and would no longer have to worry about his heart attacks.
She looked at the man beside her and smiled happily. "Yes, Mo Yesi, I believe you."
…
Two minutes later.
Mo Yesi's car stopped at the entrance of Yun Cheng First Middle School.
Qiao Chen recognized the car.
