Chapter 8

Zhuang Lingfeng drove to the nearest hospital, Jiangzhou people's hospital. When he was on the road, he called the president of the hospital and asked them to arrange for him to have an examination immediately.

At any rate, he was also the president of Jiang University of science and technology. The hospital sold his face. When he got to the hospital, he was immediately examined.

Soon the results came out.

"Mr. Zhuang, you really have a tumor in your brain. Besides, it's not small. " After receiving the call from Zhuang Lingfeng, the president personally arranged for doctor Tong, a brain expert hired from abroad, to examine him.

Looking at the results of the examination, doctor Tong's brow, tightly wrinkled up.

"What? Do I have a tumor in my brain? " Zhuang Lingfeng looked at the film, completely confused.

After a moment, his hands and feet trembled: "Tong Doctor Tong, my tumor, will it threaten my life? What's the risk if you take it out surgically? "

After studying for a moment, Dr. Tong said bitterly: "headmaster Zhuang, your tumor has begun to oppress your nerves. You must take it out as soon as possible, otherwise, you can only persist for one year at most."

"Fortunately, you found out in time. If you do the operation now, I'm 30% sure. The top experts in Huaxia should have a 50% success rate. If you go abroad and find the top doctors to do this operation, the success rate can reach 60%. If it is discovered again in a month, even the top doctors in foreign countries will not have a 10% confidence. "

Zhuang Lingfeng said with a pale face: "even if you go abroad and find the top doctors, there is only a 60% success rate?"? In other words, there is a high probability of failure? "

"Yes, and even if the operation is successful, it is not known what sequelae will be in the future. Mr. Zhuang, you are also studying medicine. You should know the difficulty of operating in your brain. "

"If Western medicine can't help it, then, doctor Tong, what do you think of traditional Chinese medicine?" Zhuang Lingfeng suddenly thought of Guhong and Yin Dajing.

Doctor Tong shook his head: "traditional Chinese medicine? With all due respect, traditional Chinese medicine is just playing tricks, treating diseases? They're not good at it. "

Zhuang Lingfeng raised his head and looked at doctor Tong, "however, my tumor is a traditional Chinese medicine, which can be seen with the naked eye."

"What? How could that be possible? With the naked eye, you can see that you have tumors? It's absolutely impossible The Arabian Nights, the Arabian Nights only... " Doctor Tong does not believe that the naked eye of some people can be more accurate than the instrument.

"But that's the truth."

Zhuang Lingfeng in despair, gushed out a glimmer of hope, he did not return, drove to the "ziyunxuan.".

Before and after that, it was only 20 minutes.

"Yin Dr. Yin, please help me... " After opening the door, Zhuang Lingfeng knelt down in front of Yin Dajing.

"Xiaozhuang, you You What's the matter? Is Not really? " Chen Ping's face was a little unnatural. Like Zhuang Lingfeng, she didn't believe in Yin Dajing.

But Zhuang Lingfeng before and after this performance, the contrast is really too big.

"Professor Chen, I went to the hospital to have an examination just now. There is a tumor in my brain. The doctor said that if you want to remove the tumor in my brain, the success rate of surgery is only 40% in China, and only 60% in foreign countries. "

"Dr. Yin, I don't want to die yet. Please help me. It was my fault. I beg you... "

Said, Zhuang Lingfeng are some incoherent, a snot a tear, very sad.

Chen Ping opened her mouth and looked at Yin Dajing in horror. This little martial uncle is really so powerful that the naked eye can see the tumor in life?

Is he really more powerful than uncle Gu Hong?

"Elder martial brother, brain tumor, do you have any way?" Yin Dajing did not directly agree with Zhuang Lingfeng, but instead asked Guhong.

Gu Hong shook his head and said, "if you prescribe medicine, you can only relieve it. It's not very useful. Moreover, the speed of this relief is not as fast as that of diffusion. If you want to get rid of the tumor, you can only use acupuncture, but I don't have any confidence... "

Zhuang Lingfeng's face, showing a miserable color, a heart immediately straight down.

Even master Guhong can't help it. Isn't it

Do you really have to go abroad?

However, once he goes abroad to see a top doctor, it will not be a day or two. I'm afraid that he will have to step down as president of Jiang University of science and technology.

At the same time, he is unlikely to achieve any higher achievements in his whole life.

Even if he is cured, he will not have his place again.

Yin Dajing thought for a moment and said slowly, "headmaster Zhuang, I can treat your tumor, but with my skill, it may take three times to clear your tumor completely."

"What? Completely removed? " Zhuang Lingfeng was a little stunned and even suspected that he had heard something wrong.Gu Hong, however, showed an incredible look: "younger martial brother, can you really remove the tumor in Xiaozhuang's brain?"

"Yes, it's just that it consumes my skill. Therefore, I have to divide it into three times before I can clear it. If I have the skill of elder martial brother, one time is enough."

In fact, the tumor in Zhuang Lingfeng's brain is not big. It's just the place where it's born. It's very difficult to operate. If you use western medicine, you'll have to have a craniotomy. The risk of surgery is very high.

"Really? Doctor Yin, thank you very much, thank you so much... " Zhuang Lingfeng this gave birth to a glimmer of hope, but at the moment he is still very nervous, after all, before there is no cure, everything is still unknown.

Zhuang Lingfeng also wants Yin Dajing to treat him now. However, considering that everyone has just sat down and hasn't eaten yet, it's a bit inappropriate.

However, Yin Dajing also said: "President Zhuang, it should not be too late. After dinner, we will go to Professor Fang's house or go to the hospital, and I will give you acupuncture and moxibustion."

"Good, good, thank you so much..." Zhuang Lingfeng is very grateful. He has only been a headmaster for a few years, and he still wants to show his strength.

If it wasn't for Yin Dajing, he didn't even know that he had a tumor in his brain. When he discovered it naturally, he might have no way back.

"Dad, mom, Uncle..." Before long, there was a middle-aged couple walking up, the man's national character face, a face of righteousness, looks very similar to Fang Tianxuan.

And the woman about thirty-eight years old, wearing a pair of black glasses, wearing professional clothes, is very capable.

Fang Tianxuan immediately stood up and said, "Qiming, Wan'er, let me introduce you to you. This is my little martial uncle, your little martial uncle..."

"What?" Fang Qiming and Tang Wan'er frown almost at the same time. One of them is the No.1 leader of Jiangzhou City, and the other is the leader of education. Now they want to call out a young man who is so much younger than himself, and call his uncle?

The two looked at each other and felt as if they were stuck in the throat.

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