Mi Chengguang quickly got Zhao Changlan's blood test sheet, and saw that all the blood routine indicators on the test sheet were normal, and only the platelets had a slight malformation. But it seems to be within the controllable range, and it seems too arbitrary to infer that Zhao Changshu is suffering from leukemia.

"According to the test sheet, there is no other abnormality except for a small number of malformations in the platelets. Assistant Wang, are you suspicious? Mi Chengguang asked with a frown.

Assistant Wang sighed lightly and said, "Dean Mi, although I majored in surgery at school, I have also conducted in-depth research on the onset and treatment of leukemia. Because three members of my brother-in-law's family died of this disease, including my twelve-year-old nephew. I have studied their various test sheets in detail, and found that the blood test sheets at the beginning of their illness are almost exactly the same as those of Zhao Changshu! That's why I suspect that Zhao Changshu is also suffering from this kind of problem. ”

"You mean there's a big difference between this leukemia and ordinary leukemia?" Mi Chengguang asked again. Although Mi Chengguang's medical ethics are not very good, he is still very serious about matters related to medicine.

"Yes, at the beginning of this leukemia, the patient has no other symptoms except for feeling weak and drowsy from time to time, and many doctors will treat the patient according to hypoglycemia, and Bai Bai Lang has spent the best time to treat this leukemia. The most fatal thing is that the rejection reaction of this leukemia patient is very strong, and even if a bone marrow transplant is performed, it often dies from postoperative rejection. Even the right ligand provided by the immediate family has a very low success rate!

"My little nephew had a bone marrow transplant at the beginning, and the ligand was provided by my sister, that is, my little nephew's mother, although various preoperative tests proved that the HLA of the two was consistent, but the little nephew finally died of postoperative rejection."

Speaking of this, Assistant Wang's voice was low, and he remembered the sad things he had done.

Although Mi Chengguang specializes in surgery, he has heard more or less about the leukemia that Assistant Wang just said, and now after listening to Assistant Wang's words, he also feels that Assistant Wang's judgment seems to be correct.

"So, Zhao Changshu has an incurable disease, and his life will not be long?" Mi Chengguang asked again. There was some regret in his tone. Although he hated Zhao Changshu, he also had his principles, and his principle was that as long as he took over the patient, he would do his best to make the patient recover! Unless he refuses to take over the treatment of the patient at the beginning.

This is also the reason why although Mi Chengguang has bad medical ethics and often shows a villain and slave face, the hospital staff have always respected him.

Now that Mi Chengguang has taken over Zhao Changshu from Sun Lichao's hands, and Zhao Changshu has become his patient, he is willing to Zhao Changshu get better quickly.

Assistant Wang listened to Dean Mi's words, smiled bitterly and said, "Things are not so bad, all of this is based on the experience of my sister's family. As for whether Zhao Changshu had that strange leukemia or not, I can't say for sure at all. What's more, we have all seen the scene when Zhao Changshu underwent surgery just now, the coagulation speed of the wound is completely normal, even faster than that of a normal person, and it does not look like he has leukemia at all. Leukemia patients may bleed non-stop. And even if Zhao Changshu really got that kind of disease, as long as his immediate family can provide her with a suitable match, he still has hope of living, and as long as the operation is successful, it will not affect his future life in the slightest, let alone his lifespan. The reason why I'm telling you this is to ask for your opinion, should we tell Zhao Changlan's family about this matter? ”

Mi Chengguang didn't answer Assistant Wang's words immediately, but asked, "How long will it take for Zhao Changshu to become completely ill in his current situation?" ”

"If my judgment is correct, Zhao Changshu does have that rare leukemia, then in three years, this disease will have a full-blown attack on him. When the time comes, he will be skinny and quadriplegic. Assistant Wang said immediately.

"Oh, three years, should we tell Zhao Changlan's family about this・・・・・・" Mi Chengguang muttered to himself. After all, this is just Assistant Wang's inference, and based on this blood test sheet alone, it is not possible to confirm whether Zhao Changshu has this rare leukemia.

At this time, Zhao Changgun's general anesthesia had been lifted, but Zhao Changshu was still in a coma and did not wake up, but he could be sent to the intensive care unit.

The nurse went over and opened the door for the operation, and Mi Chengguang was the first to walk out.

As soon as he walked out of the operating room, he was surrounded by Wang Shufang, who had been waiting anxiously, and asked him about Zhao Changshu's current situation. Sun Lichao also looked at Mi Chengguang with hopeful eyes.

"The operation was very successful, and whether Zhao Changshu can survive or not depends on whether he can overcome the hurdle of the inflammatory period!" Mi Chengguang said a little tiredly.

Everyone heard Mi Chengguang say that the operation was very successful, and the nerves that had been tense had just relaxed, but after listening to the second half of Mi Chengguang's sentence, they immediately tensed up again! The inflammatory period can also kill people!

However, at this time, the doctor could not do anything except give Zhao Changshu medicine on time, and whether he could survive it or not depended on the creation of Zhao Changlan!

From Mi Chengguang's tired demeanor, he could already see that Mi Chengguang must have done his best in the operation just now, so he didn't embarrass him anymore, but just said to him: "Dean Mi, I still say the same thing, I don't care what method you use, I want a result!" I want my big brother to come out of the hospital alive! I hope that in the next treatment, your hospital will give my eldest brother the most effective medicine. We lack everything, but we don't lack money! ”

As if he wanted to prove himself, he took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Mi Chengguang, and then continued: "There are 200,000 in this card, which is a little thank you to Dean Mi for his dedication to my eldest brother's surgery just now." I hope Dean Mi is not too little. ”

Although he is the deputy leader of the Poison Dragon Society, his salary is not low, but his expenses are too large, and every month, his salary of more than 10,000 yuan is often spent, and he has to owe a lot of debts, so these are all the money on the accounts of the Poison Dragon Society.

Mi Chengguang hurriedly stuffed the bank card that had been stuffed into the general manager's hand, and said in a loud voice: "It is the doctor's duty to save lives and help the wounded, I just did what I should do, how can I ask for your money?" As long as you don't owe Zhao Changshu hospitalization fees. ”

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want this money, but she doesn't dare to ask for it! Joke, can the money of the Poison Dragon Society be casually asked?

If it weren't for the fact that he was still worried about Brother Gun, he almost didn't laugh out loud when he listened to Mi Chengguang's high-sounding words. Ya Ting, at this time, I said such a thing, I forgot the scene when I didn't operate on Brother Gun in person at the beginning? If it weren't for the knife holder on the neck, you wouldn't have operated on Brother Gun yourself.

But fortunately, Mi Chengguang successfully completed the operation on Brother Gun, which made the general manager and others somewhat grateful, so he decided to give Mi Chengguang a big red envelope.

Seeing that Mi Chengguang didn't dare to ask for the bank card handed to him, he touched his bald head, sank his face and said: "If you take it, you will take it, we are all good men with clear grievances in the Poison Dragon Society, you are kind to us, we will definitely repay it, but if you make us bad, we will also do everything possible to retaliate!" ”

Mi Chengguang saw the general manager's cold eyes and gloomy face, and he didn't dare to shirk anymore, so he had to accept the bank card and leave quickly. He wanted to go back and think about whether he should tell Zhao Changshu's family that Zhao Changshu might have been terminally ill. What kind of consequences will it bring to yourself after you talk about it?

Sun Lichao, who had been standing next to him, saw Mi Chengguang leaving, so he wanted to slip away quietly, but as soon as he took a step, he heard the general say: "Sun Lichao, you give me zhanzhu, who let you go!" ”

Sun Lichao was startled, turned around, looked at the general manager with a bitter face and said: "I said this gentleman, now that Zhao Changlan's operation is over, and Dean Mi also said just now, the operation was quite successful, why do you leave me behind?" ”

"Humph! What do you dare to do if you stay? Don't think I didn't know how you operated on Brother Gun because I didn't enter the operating room! Give me a little peace first! ”

He shook his head at the two younger brothers while he was talking, and the two younger brothers understood, and immediately walked to Sun Lichao's side, grabbed his arms from left to right and pressed him to a chair against the wall.

Zhao Changshu was finally pushed out of the operating room, his body full of tubes, and the nurses held hanging bottles on iron shelves and gathered around the bedside.

Assistant Wang saw that the people outside the door were about to come towards Zhao Changshu, and hurriedly said, "The patient has just finished surgery and has not woken up yet, don't disturb him." If the wounds of the sick are inflamed because of your recklessness, you are fully responsible! ”

Only then did everyone stop, just watching the pale-faced and terrifying Zhao Changshu being pushed into the intensive care unit, and then being put on oxygen masks, ECG monitors and other medical monitoring equipment.

After Assistant Wang did all this, he left the intensive care unit and returned to his office. But as soon as he returned to his office, he saw the big bald head who had been waiting outside the door of the operating room for Zhao Changgun's operation to finish pushing the door and walking in.

"What are you doing here? As I already said, you can't visit Zhao Lance just yet. I understand your anxiety, but you also need to think about the safety of your patients! ”

Assistant Wang raised his head and said to the general manager.

"Assistant Wang, you misunderstood, I came here to ask you about the whole process of my eldest brother's operation. According to the rules of the hospital, the patient's relatives have the right to know the process of the operation, right? He said by touching his head. He must know whether Sun Lichao is operating on Zhao Changshu or not! Although the people of the Poison Dragon Society don't cause trouble, they are definitely not the masters who let others bully!

But Assistant Wang is not Sun Lichao or Mi Chengguang, Zhao Changgun's operation can be successful, and he also has a share of his credit, so he can't be Assistant Wang. If he does that, he will repay virtue with resentment.