Chapter 435: Chapter 435

Xu Meng looked upset, glaring at her husband resentfully, knowing that her sister-in-law would cause trouble.

She insisted that her sister-in-law shouldn’t come, but her husband insisted on pampering her.

Now look what’s happened, upsetting people right away, making Jiang Xiaoxiao’s good intentions misunderstood.

Is this ancestral secret prescription medicine something you just casually give away?

If it weren’t for being here with them, the medicine probably wouldn’t have been brought out for her to drink. Yet, she found so many reasons to reject it.

It’s just a deliberate act to disrespect her sister-in-law, knowing that Jiang Xiaoxiao is treating her son. With this commotion, what if Jiang Xiaoxiao takes offense and is less attentive to her son’s treatment? What would she do about her son then?

She felt both angry and anxious.

Wu Pingjing had long sensed his wife’s glare, which felt like daggers stabbing him multiple times.

He was also clueless and regretted it deeply. How was he supposed to know his sister couldn’t distinguish between important and trivial matters?

They had a good talk at the breakfast table; he thought his sister had changed. Who knew she’d stir up trouble as soon as they arrived?

And such a big ruckus, practically tearing relationships apart.

Did she even consider who would clean up the mess, other than them, the brother and sister-in-law?

Utterly helpless, his mother only has this one daughter, and from a young age, all the brothers pampered her.

Who would have thought this pampering led her to be so reckless? It was one thing outside.

After all, she bore the Wu family name, and people would give her some leeway.

But who is this Jiang Xiaoxiao? She has the Song family behind her and Mr. Feng beside her.

This is a child many people admire; competing over identity or family influence is just senseless.

Bring out Jiang Xiaoxiao’s grandma, Elder Meng, who shakes the medical world with a stomp.

The Wu family and Song family have been rivals for years, always equally matched, thanks largely to the reputable Old Mrs. Song.

Now, things seemed to be easing between the families, but his sister threw a wrench into the works.

The situation was truly irreparable; did they notice how dark Song Moting’s face looked?

They bullied his wife; it was no wonder he was upset. Anyone would rush up and give the offender a couple of slaps, causing chaos in the perpetrator’s home until an apology was made.

Wu Pingjing and Xu Meng shared the same thoughts and stepped forward together.

"Doctor Jiang, I’m sorry."

"Doctor Jiang, my sister doesn’t know any better. I apologize on her behalf and hope you forgive her."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was indeed unhappy. If it weren’t for the possibility that she might be Wu Weiguo’s daughter, considered as part of the family...

Jiang Xiaoxiao really would have driven them away.

"No need to apologize; after all, it wasn’t you who did it. Besides, I’m no immortal; questioning me isn’t an error. Rest assured, I won’t neglect Xiao Cheng’s treatment over this. As a doctor, once I accept payment, I diligently consider my patients’ health and help cure their illnesses.

Let’s get going; I have many other matters to attend to today."

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s attitude was much colder.

Xu Meng felt frantic, even though Jiang Xiaoxiao said it’s fine.

Her concerns lingered all the way to the hospital.

Ningshan was different; he sat in the car, realizing he seemed to be changing.

When he gets back, he plans to discuss it with his wife.

Jiang Xiaoxiao examined Xiao Cheng, who indeed was recovering well.

Xu Meng waited outside for Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Doctor Jiang! How is it?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao took Xu Meng to the neighboring room.

"Xiao Cheng’s health has actually reached an optimal state, and he’s ready for surgery if you decide to proceed. However..."

"However what? Doctor Jiang, please speak freely; I can handle it."

Afraid Xiao Cheng might face any unexpected issues.

"A heart transplant has a one-year survival rate of over 90% and a five-year survival rate of over 80%. Those who survive past five years usually live long-term, making five years a critical point.

Everyone’s physical condition varies; Xiao Cheng’s young age means a heart transplant could significantly harm his body, even if it extends his life by ten to twenty years, which might be the limit. The surgeons likely discussed this with you."

Jiang Xiaoxiao herself was a surgeon; she couldn’t possibly be unaware.

Xu Meng’s expression turned bleak; she knew, even if Xiao Cheng could live just one more year or two, she’d be willing.

"I understand, but there’s no better option now."

"As a doctor, I realize I might seem somewhat fantastical saying this, yet Xiao Cheng is my first patient with a cardiac issue, so even a sliver of hope warrants informing you.

I possess an ancestral secret prescription that can delay heart failure and even partially treat cardiac diseases."

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t wish to sound sensational, though claiming she could lead where medicine hasn’t is startling.

Xu Meng was evidently frightened.

Initially shocked, having consulted numerous specialists both domestically and abroad.

Everyone concluded that Xiao Cheng’s sole treatment was a heart transplant, and post-transplant survival duration depends on individual fate.

Varying body conditions dictate post-transplant rejection levels; minimal rejection equates to greater survival chances.

However, few precedents exist for lengthy post-transplant survival.

But Jiang Xiaoxiao claimed an alternative treatment for heart disease.

Though startling, Xu Meng recalled Jiang Xiaoxiao’s ancestral secret formula.

Xiao Cheng once received critical condition notices; every specialist concluded Xiao Cheng had days remaining.

Yet Jiang Xiaoxiao’s secret formula saved them, as she witnessed her child improve incrementally each day.

If she couldn’t trust Doctor Jiang, whom could she trust?

This Jiang Xiaoxiao never made empty promises, proving her mettle through actions.

If she couldn’t achieve it, Jiang Xiaoxiao likely wouldn’t have mentioned it.

"I... I’m willing..."

"This is a significant decision, so discuss it thoroughly with your husband. Foregoing a heart surgery is risky; I won’t proceed without full familial consent.

Though personally confident, the ancestral prescription isn’t guaranteed 100% effective, but I promise it can prolong your child’s life by three to five years."

Xu Meng was ecstatic; three to five years!

More promising than post-heart surgery survivability.

Surgeons predicted post-transplant survival might be one to two years, or maybe three to five years, unpredictably.

Xu Meng almost sprinted back to the ward.

Completely forgetting Jiang Xiaoxiao was still present.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled; such is human nature.