Chapter 1372 - Can't Be Removed!

"Surgery?"

Prince Charles' eyelids jumped, and then he nodded and said, "Although the operation is a little radical, if it is successful, my father will have at least a few years of normal life." Otherwise, I can't imagine that he, who has always liked to run around the world, would wait quietly in his hospital bed to die!"

Prince Charles didn't ask about the success rate of the operation, because he knew that the success rate would definitely not be too high!

Otherwise, half a year ago, Dr. Fleming would have proposed surgery!

At this time, he can only hope for a miracle!

Seeing that Prince Charles agreed, Dr. Fleming knew that he had no way out, and he could only resolutely go for the operation.

He thought for a moment and said, "The conditions of Buckingham Palace, which is used for surgery, are still a little rudimentary, and I suggest that His Royal Highness the Prince be transferred to Wellington Hospital immediately." ”

Wellington Hospital is the best private hospital in England and a specific treatment hospital for the royal family. Moreover, the hospital specializes in neurosurgery. Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charleman, who were present, were neurosurgeons at Wellington Hospital.

"I agreed!

After pondering for a while, Prince Charles nodded, now that the result is already obvious, the rest can only depend on the will of God.

"Everything, please everyone!"

At this time, His Royal Highness Prince Charles bowed his noble head and bowed slightly to these professors and experts.

Those expert doctors also knew that they had accepted the bow of His Royal Highness the Prince, and there was no way out, so they all put their right fists in their hearts, struck them slightly, made a sword holding gesture before the knight set out for the battle, and said in a deep voice: "God bless England!

Everyone knows that there is no way back, but to break the kettle and fight against the water!

They quickly set up various medical teams and made preparations, and the real surgeon was, of course, Dr. Fleming, and his assistant was Dr. Charleman, who had some gray hair and insisted on surgery in the first place.

The group came out of the conference room and left Buckingham Palace and headed for Wellington Hospital.

......

Buckingham Palace, the lounge of the Chinese delegation.

"Secretary Sun, they have come out and have already made a decision. Next, they are going to Wellington Hospital to perform an operation on the tumor removal of His Royal Highness!" An official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs hurriedly ran back to report to Secretary Sun the news he had just received.

Secretary Sun did not speak, but looked at Yang Yunfan.

"Surgery?

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he snorted and didn't feel surprised.

If conservative treatment fails, it can only be surgically removed. However, because gliomas are invasive tumors that cannot be distinguished from normal brain tissue, the failure rate of surgery is too high.

He doesn't believe it, the neurosurgery of the English, there is such a level!

At this time, he stood up violently and said, "Secretary Sun, let's go to Wellington Hospital too!"

"Good!"

Secretary Sun also stood up, and he found that Yang Yunfan's body at this time had something similar to battle intent.

When he was young, he was an official of the Ministry of Agriculture, and once he was sampling corn in the Central Plains, and it happened that the flood broke the embankment that year, and he followed the local leaders to participate in a flood relief operation. He has seen the same thing in those PLA soldiers who carry sandbags to line up human walls and block flood embankments!

It was a will not to admit defeat.

It is the determination to fight with people and the sky!

He has passed the age of not being confused, looking at Yang Yunfan, I don't know why, at this time, he also has the feeling of blood boiling when he was young.

......

Wellington Hospital.

In the aseptic purification operating room of brain surgery, the operating lights are turned on, and the icy blue operating room is bright.

More than a dozen medical staff took their places, all looking at Dr. Fleming.

"The operation begins, give me the drill, drill first!" Dr. Fleming held out his hand to the surgical assistant beside him.

To do brain tumor resection surgery, you need to drill a hole and open your brain first!

"Blood pressure?"

"Normal!"

"Heartbeat?"

"Normal!"

"Intracranial pressure?"

"Normal!"

"Okay, craniotomy!"

While asking people to observe various vital indicators, Dr. Fleming continued to drill deeper and open Prince Philip's skull.

Dr. Charman, on the other hand, stood next to Dr. Fleming and filled in the gaps for him. If Dr. Fleming is physically exhausted, then he will have to be on top at any time!

......

At the entrance of the stairs outside the operating room, there was a whole row of royal guards.

They guarded the entire corridor to prevent the entry of idle people, especially some journalists from various countries.

At this time, the place close to the operating room, in addition to the royal family, were hereditary nobles and dignitaries of the major families of England.

"God, you must bless His Royal Highness......

At this time, the royal family of England was waiting outside en masse. All of them clasped their hands and prayed in their hearts.

"Mother, don't worry, Father will be fine!" Prince Charles, beside Her Majesty the Queen, clasped her hand and comforted her softly.

As the eldest son, he knew very well how good his parents' feelings were. If something happened to his father, it would be the end of the sky for his mother.

England could not afford to lose the Father of the Nation and the Queen at the same time......

"Charles, don't stay with me, you go and watch your father! If there is any situation, come back and tell me immediately! I don't dare to look, I'm scared......" Her Majesty looked up, her hands trembled a little, and she had some bad premonitions in her heart.

"Okay. Mother, don't think too much! I'll go to the operating room and keep an eye on those experts and make sure they don't dare to help!"

Prince Charles nodded, then stood up and walked to an observation room outside the operating room. Here, he can clearly see the specific situation inside the sterile operating room through the glass window.

At this time, Dr. Fleming was drilling holes for his father, opening his skull!

After all, although CT imaging technology is already well developed, it is still not as good as the results seen with your own eyes.

A craniotomy is done to confirm the specific location of the tumor. It is also for better removal of tumors!

"Father, you must get through!"

It's just that, looking at his father's brain, blood rushes out from time to time, which makes Prince Charles feel very worried.

It felt like he was looking at his father with his own eyes, sailing in a flat boat, sailing in the stormy waves of the vast ocean, and he would be swallowed by the waves at any time. However, there was nothing he could do but watch quietly.

"Click!"

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly, the sound of drilling stopped.

Dr. Fleming carefully removed a piece of the skull and used a device to probe into His Royal Highness's brain and begin to observe the tumor.

However, the more he observed, the more bottomless he became.

Because, this situation is almost the same as what he saw on the CT, the tumor in the brain of His Royal Highness the Prince is like a branch, which is inseparable from normal brain tissue, and cannot be removed at all!