"Godly Physician, no matter what, I am already very grateful to you for being willing to save my daughter." The man recovered his senses and a bitter smile hung on his lips. "If there's really no way to save her, then it can only be said that it's her fate."
The old man no longer said anything. He slowly walked to the bed and his hand lightly touched on the young girl's pulse. His originally tightly furrowed brows became increasingly furrowed.
"I long knew that her condition wasn't good, but I didn't expect that it would be serious to this extent! Right now, her internal organs have already been damaged, and unless someone is willing to donate theirs, it will be impossible to save her."
The man's heart trembled as his eyes gradually sank. After a long time, seemingly making an important decision, he clenched his teeth and spoke, "Godly Physician, can I donate my organs?"
"No," the old man shook his head. "The difference between your strengths is too big, so your organs cannot be used by her. Otherwise, it would only accelerate her death."
The man's body unexpectedly stiffened. In an instant, he seemed to have aged tens of years as half of his hair turned white. Evidently, he had been worried about his daughter's condition for a long time.
"Xiao Bai has a kind-hearted nature and if other children's organs were used to save her, then she would rather die!" The middle-aged man laughed bitterly and his expression was sorrowful.
"Don't blame yourself. It isn't your fault." The old man patted the man's shoulders and sighed.
"No!" The man held his head tightly and spoke in pain. "You don't know how I feel. I did not protect my wife that year and right now, I can't even save my own daughter. For a spineless coward like me, why am I still alive?"
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