/./ I don't want the dragon card to be raised.The two bodyguards have a serious face.Instead of raising their hands to salute, they take the dragon card and check it carefully.I have seen it eight times.Only then did I return it to Liang Yong in disbelief and said: "You can go in.But you are not allowed to make a loud noise.

Uh, it's all dragons, how big is the gap?

Liang Yong was so depressed that he wouldn't pretend to be cool if he knew it.How good it would be to follow Zhang Ziqiang and go in honestly.

He wanted to grab the bodyguard and ask, "I said it's the same dragon card, why does it work like that, and mine is like a broken copper coin, and you have to distinguish the authenticity." But seeing the bodyguard's grim appearance, he thought about it or forgot it.

In the final analysis, you have neither fame nor status, and you are buried in the soil with gold, and others don't know it.

The small building stands to the east, surrounded by huge cypresses, and the decoration style inside is very simple, but it gives people a majestic and inviolable momentum.

This made Liang Yong feel very strange, he was not a timid person, but he didn't know why he felt this way.

Zhang Ziqiang stopped at the door of a room near the stairs and knocked lightly.

"Come in." A man's angry voice came from inside the room.

Zhang Ziqiang pushed open the door of the room, and then stepped aside, Liang Yong nodded at him, and walked into the conference room.

As soon as Liang Yong entered the door, he saw more than a dozen men and women sitting around the table, with gray hair and nearly sixty years old.

In the eyes of this group of people, Liang Yong really looked too young, neither a senior or a senior military officer, nor a doctor expert.

After greeting the soldiers, Zhang Ziqiang nodded at a middle-aged man in front of him and said, "Dean Wu, how is the situation with the chief?"

"It's not good, the chief is very old, he used to have high blood pressure, he has been using drugs to control it, he has stayed up late these days and is overworked, the blood vessels in the brain can't stand it, there are a few bleeding spots identified, the situation is very ......critical," Dean Wu said solemnly, in fact, the elderly have a very common case of stroke, all of you here are experienced experts, you can accurately diagnose and treat this disease, but it is a matter of the chief, but they have to be cautious and cautious, and jointly study the best treatment plan.

"What treatment options do you have?" After listening to Dean Wu's words, Zhang Ziqiang immediately asked, he didn't want to go through, as long as the result.

"We have studied two sets of plans: one is conservative treatment, but this is very risky, once the bleeding point does not heal in time, it will endanger the life of the chief, and the chance of recovery is less than 30 percent; and the other is to perform immediate craniotomy, which is very traumatic, but there is more than 50 percent certainty." Dean Wu said with certainty.

"I recommend an immediate craniotomy.There are multiple bleeding spots in the chief's skull.And most of the bleeding spots are concentrated on the outside of the skull.Suitable for surgery.Conservative treatment is slow to work and too risky." In fact, the best way to treat a stroke with multiple points of bleeding is to open a craniotomy, which is to remove the blood in the patient's skull at the first time, which causes minimal damage to the brain.

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes swept over the faces of the other officers, and they also nodded calmly, so he no longer hesitated to order: "Just follow your plan, hurry up and prepare for surgery.

"Yes." Dean Wu nodded calmly, and a group of doctors stood up.

"What's needed." Zhang Ziqiang added.

"No, the operating room here is fully equipped with medicines, and the operation will be available in half an hour." Dean Wu shook his head, "This kind of surgery is very common for them, and everyone has done more than 1,000 cases, you know, they are the top doctors in this country.

Several doctors in charge of surgery, led by Dean Wu, went to the complex to prepare for surgery, and other experts were still waiting in the conference room.

Zhang Ziqiang gently pushed open a door, inside was a short corridor, at the end of the corridor glass door was written the words 'intensive care unit'. through the glass, you could see two female nurses in white coats inside, an elderly man in the hospital bed was full of tubes, in a coma.

Liang Yong looked at it and felt familiar. Isn't this the General Liu Hucheng he saw when he took the students for military training last year? Liang Yong remembered that he was not very old, that is, he was in his early 60s.

The original hesitation in my heart suddenly collapsed after seeing the old general like this, and he stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Ziqiang and said, "Let me try. I only need a box of silver needles to control the old general's condition, and I don't need to open the knife."

In fact, he did this.Last year, Xiong Daoming had a stroke in the Red Rose Leisure House.It was he who cured it with the Peach Blossom Divine Skill True Qi.At that time, his True Qi was only the lowest level.Now the Peach Blossom Divine Skill has reached the fifth level.The strong True Qi in his body is completely able to deal with the old general's illness.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at Liang Yong as if he had expected this, that is, he did not ask the reason, nor did he show any distrust, but said calmly: "Are you sure." It's just three words, but it contains everything, he believes in Liang Yong, but Liang Yong must think about the consequences of this.

"I'm sure." Liang nodded firmly, and his tone escalated again, no longer saying that he would try, but that he was sure, that he could be cured.

Just as Zhang Ziqiang was about to make a decision, an elderly doctor behind him stood up angrily and said in distrust: "A silver needle can cure the chief. Isn't this a joke?

"Young man, you graduated from that medical school, who is the tutor, you can't act rashly in order to get ahead, the chief's illness cannot be delayed." A female expert politely dissuaded.

"Yes, I don't have the opportunity to go to the operating table at such a young age.

“……”

The conference room was very quiet, although the conversation between Liang Yong and Zhang Ziqiang was not big, but everyone could hear it clearly. No wonder these experts were excited to oppose it. Liang Yong volunteered to use silver needles to treat the disease, which was to slap them in the face.

In the face of everyone's doubts and disdain, Liang Yong didn't have any excuse, he didn't even look at them, his eyes didn't leave Zhang Ziqiang, he didn't need to explain, he couldn't explain clearly, if everyone knew that he wasn't even a doctor, and even saliva could drown him. All he was waiting for was Zhang Ziqiang's decision and his trust.

151 Kanshu.com .