Gu Qiaoge was shocked, she unconsciously frowned as she asked, “What is it?”
“Exchange of blood.”
Huka slowly walked down the stairs. He sat down opposite Gu Qiaoge, poured himself a glass of water before continuing slowly, “Old man Lu was born with a blood disease, so the problem lies in the blood. However, an exchange of blood, as the words suggest, means to change out the blood in his entire body. However, to this point, there have been few successful cases for such an operation. The success rate is a mere 2%.”
As Huka spoke, he gradually raised his head to look at Gu Qiaoge. Suddenly, he had a serious facial expression.
“If you don't finish the operation, he will most likely die.”
Gu Qiaoge's legs started to shake and she collapsed onto the sofa.