Chapter 1852
resident Ye at this birthday banquet!"Tang Qing looked respectful.he knows Ye Shizi's energy. Needless to say, three years ago, he forced Li Yimei, the old lady of the Ye family, to withdraw from Hong...Chapter 1852
at the same time as Ye Hao solved Yang Jian.
Wang Huaqing stands outside the critical operating room at Modu Pok'ai Hospital, looking extremely ugly.
he is surrounded by highly respected doctors in Mordor, including the holy hand of brain surgery, the arrogance of heart medicine, and so on.
these people seldom get together, but at the moment they all frown.
Wang Huaqing looked at the films in front of him, his face getting darker and darker.
"Professor Bo, has the plan come out yet"
"it's been several hours."
"I'm afraid my wife won't be able to handle it if she continues to procrastinate."
Wang Huaqing looks extremely ugly.
Jin Zhiyu has improved several times in the past few hours and can move a little.
but this is all the result of paying a huge price.
but this so-called improvement is fleeting, like a summer firefly, desperate.
"President Wang, it's not that I don't want to come up with a plan, but it's your wife's illness. We haven't found the focus yet." 33 Fiction Network
A doctor who seems to be in his fifties opened solemnly.
"if we can't find the focus, we don't dare to operate at will, because even if we do, we don't know what to do."
"all we can do now is to cure the symptoms rather than the root causes. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid your wife will become a vegetable in another 12 hours."
"completely become a vegetable!"
"by that time, I'm afraid even the mind will be stiff, and it will become a living dead person who can only rely on infusion to keep him alive."
"so, President Wang, you and your wife will have a good discussion in the next few hours."
"sometimes euthanasia is more enjoyable than being a living dead for a lifetime, and it will not be endless torture for both sides."
when Professor Bo said this, he also sighed.
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all say that the heart of the doctor's parents, no matter from the public heart or selfish heart, he hopes to be able to save Jin Zhiyu.
but the problem is that he really doesn't know how to start.
if a random operation is performed without certainty, resulting in Jin Zhiyu's death, Professor Bo is afraid that Wang Huaqing will put the blame on himself.
at that time, it will be really too much to eat.
when I heard what Professor Bo said, those talented doctors who wiped a cold sweat nodded one by one.
this is the first time they have met such a disease, so they really don't know how to deal with it.
Wang Huaqing frowned into a mountain. Now he said slowly, "you are all holy hands in the field of Mudu medicine. If so many people consult, can you really not find the focus"
"but just now you all had the means to get my wife to relieve her symptoms"
"if it's a problem of equipment or funds, don't worry. As soon as I supply it, I just need you to come up with a plan!"
"still, you so-called holy hands are useless and can't even solve such a small problem!" When
said this sentence, Wang Huaqing already had a murderous intention.
at this moment, the temperature in this operating room seems to have dropped a little bit.
A group of doctors shed a cold sweat.
once the treatment of such a big shot is successful, the benefits are naturally innumerable.
but if you fail, or fail to come up with a plan, the outcome will be very miserable.
Professor Bo also looked a little ugly, but he said quietly, "President Wang, it's not that we don't try our best, but that we don't do our best."
"but don't worry, I've already sent someone to invite our national player Zhong Beishan."
"as long as the old man is willing to act, there will be absolutely no problem with your wife's illness!"
:. :en he heard what Ye Hao had said.thinking of becoming like Abe Shin, he shuddered cleverly, and then waved to someone to prepare.but for the sake of the hospital's face, he gave an order.soon, his nur...