"Tell me, what's going on with my mother!" he looked at the two of them, his sharp gaze sweeping over them, "I want to hear the truth!"

Chen Xianhong opened the light box, put the X-ray image of Gu Yue's head on it, pointed to a dark place on it and said, "There is a tumor in the place where Mrs. is close to the cerebellum, although it is not clear whether it is a malignant tumor, but according to the current observation, this tumor will grow, and it has begun to compress the nerves in the brain." On the one hand, Madame's fainting was due to weakness, and on the other hand, because the tumor compressed the nerves in the brain, as long as the emotions were excited or stimulated, it would cause fainting again. ”

"Treatment options. After understanding the cause, he immediately asked the doctor to give a reasonable and feasible treatment plan.

Dr. Hu and Chen Xianhong looked embarrassed, looked at each other, and did not know how to speak.

Sikong Changting glanced at them, "Why, can't even you treat it?"

"The treatment can be treated, but it is too difficult, and we are not sure that it will be successful. Chen Xianhong opened his mouth with difficulty. "Because now the tumor has compressed the nerves in the brain, it is extremely difficult to cut, and if you are not careful, your wife will most likely have to lie in bed in the future. ”

Hearing this, Sikong Changting's eyes turned cold, "It's not a matter of a tumor compressing the nerves of the brain that will form in a day or two, why haven't you found it before?" He looked at Dr. Hu, his eyes were like sharp knives, and Dr. Hu felt an inexplicable cold.

"Madame said a long time ago that she had a headache and that tumor tests could only be done in the hospital, but every time I asked to go to the hospital for further examinations, she was refused. If Madame had been examined earlier, perhaps she would not have been delayed until now. Dr. Hu wiped the sweat from his head.

Sikong Changting knew that this was true, and it was not good to vent his anger on the two of them, "If the tumor is cut, what is the success rate of the operation?"

Chen Xianhong looked at the X-ray and said in fear, "Less than 20 percent." ”

After listening, the entire office was filled with cold air and low pressure from the Sikong Long Court.

He clasped his hands together, his face gloomy, "If you invite the most authoritative expert to perform the operation, what is the highest success rate?"

Chen Xianhong and Dr. Hu glanced at each other, and then, Chen Xianhong spoke, "In my country, the most authoritative person in brain tumor is Professor Tangshan, but even his success rate is only 56%, and I dare not say that he will be able to succeed." ”

Looking at Sikong Changting's gloomy face, which did not improve, Dr. Hu rolled his eyes and hurriedly added, "But the brain tumor experts in country C are more authoritative than the experts in our country in this regard, especially Ferro Cross, according to medical statistics, the success rate of the operation he performed is as high as 67%. ”

After speaking, both of them looked at Sikong Changting cautiously.

The man didn't speak, he was silent for a long time, he got up directly, "Prepare well, and operate as soon as Ferro Cross and Tang San arrive." ”

With that, he walked out of the office.

When she came to the ward, Nangong Yuan sat at the head of the bed and moistened Gu Yue's lips with a glass of water, while An Bai was telling the nurse everything that should be paid attention to.

Seeing the man walk in, An Bai hurriedly stepped forward, "Where have you been? ”

"I just went to talk to the doctor about my mother's condition. ”

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that the body is weaker and needs to be well regulated, otherwise this situation will occur in the future. ”

An Bai did not doubt him, remembered the words of Sikong Changting, and was going to tell the cook in the old mansion to make some meals for Gu Yue in the future after he went back.

As the two were talking, Nangong Yuan suddenly got up and looked at them, "Brother Changting, it's getting late, you guys go back first, just have me here." ”

It was supposed to be the master's words, but at this moment, it was said by a person with a foreign surname.

Sikong Changting hugged An Bai with one hand and looked at her lightly, "No, you can go back." I'll arrange someone here, so I won't bother you. ”

Whenever Nangong Yuan wanted to find an opportunity to get closer to Sikong Changting, Sikong Changting always cleared up the relationship with her in a few words, which made Nangong Yuan very depressed, but she couldn't say anything, she could only nod.

After she left, the two sat on the edge of the bed and stayed with them for a while.

An Bai found that Gu Yue was slightly awake, and hurriedly pulled Sikong Changting, "Look, is my aunt going to wake up?" ”

Sikong Changting looked at his watch, "Calculating the time, the anesthetic should be almost gone." ”

"That's good. An Bai breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could completely relax, her whole heart rose again, "I think I'd better go first." ”

With that, she picked up her bag.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Changting was puzzled, and immediately grabbed her hand to prevent her from leaving.

"You forget, my aunt doesn't like me, and it won't be good if I make her angry here. For now, I'd better go for now, you can stay and wait for her to wake up before leaving, or stay with her in the hospital tonight. ”

Sikong Changting also knew that what An Bai said was reasonable, but looking at the woman's sensible appearance, he still felt a little unbearable in his heart, hesitated for a while, and could only say, "Be careful on the road." ”

"Well, I asked the driver to pick me up, and my aunt woke up and called me. ”

An Bai let go of Sikong Changting's hand and walked out of the ward.

It was close to midnight when Sikong Changting returned, with a strong smell of disinfectant water.

"Is Auntie awake?" Anbai was woken up by him, rubbing his sleepy eyes and sitting up.

"Wake up, don't worry. Sikong Changting took off his coat, changed into clean home clothes, went to bed, and gently embraced the woman into his arms.

An Bai naturally found a comfortable position in his arms, listened to his powerful heartbeat, and closed his eyes.

A dreamless night.

When he woke up in the morning, Sikong Changting was already getting dressed.

He walked over and dropped a kiss on her forehead, "Good morning." ”

"Early. An Bai kissed him back, and walked out of the bedroom with hazy pajamas without changing his clothes.

She didn't forget what Sikong Changting said last night, preparing to make some medicinal food by herself, and send it to the hospital for Gu Yue after work in the evening.

Dismantling the materials he bought before, the house was suddenly filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and Sikong Changting followed the smell, "Isn't there breakfast on the table?"

"I'm not for breakfast, I'm for my aunt. I heard that if the medicinal diet is well matched, it is very tonic, and the taste is better than drinking Chinese medicine. An Bai was busy with the things in his hand, and he had no time to pay attention to the Sikong Changting.

According to the medicinal diet recipe that I specially checked on the Internet last night, I matched the materials and put them in the purple casserole one by one.