"Surgery", for the people of this era, is unfamiliar, terrible, and unacceptable.

Wei Zhao tried to explain the treatment process to them in a language they could understand.

But even so, when she heard him say that he would use a knife to separate the little boy's stomach, and then cut open the intestines, and take out the obstruction from the inside, Mrs. Liang was still extremely excited, and she could not accept this bloody treatment at all.

"Slit your belly, that... Can you still live? No, no, absolutely not, I won't allow you to joke with my son's life! Mrs. Liang's head shook like a drum, and her tone was firm.

Dong Lin also kept echoing on the side: "Yes, a person's abdomen is a place where essence gathers, and it is very dangerous for ordinary people to be injured in the abdomen, but now he wants to cut his stomach to treat his illness, how can a person still live?" ”

Wei Zhao had long known that this would be the result, so he was not disappointed, if he said that he wanted surgery, they agreed, it would be strange, even in modern times, there are many family members who are unwilling to sign the "Surgical Consent Form", and the medical staff have to explain for half a day.

So he patiently explained: "Mrs. Liang, I have done this kind of surgery many times, and I have a certain degree of certainty, and with Ling Gongzi's current condition, if you don't have surgery, you know very well the consequences, surgery is the only treatment at present." ”

Mrs. Liang still felt that it was too terrible and resolutely disagreed, but Lord Liang's attitude didn't seem to be so firm, and he asked Wei Zhao: "Such an operation... How many surgeries have you had? I don't know who the doctor is, but the teacher can be in Luoxiang Mansion? ”

Belch...

Wei Zhao had long expected that someone would ask this question, and he had thought of a rhetoric, but when he was suddenly asked, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "My master is a traveling Taoist priest, I have followed my master since I was a child while practicing medicine, and I have met several children who have swallowed foreign bodies, all of which have been cured by my master with surgery. It's just that the old man has passed away..."

Saying that, he choked up a little, the person who taught him medical skills will never be seen again, and his mentor is probably the person who is good to him in that world.

"Is it true that someone has had surgery and hasn't died?" Mrs. Liang's attitude towards Lord Liang was a little relaxed, and she was afraid that he would agree like this, so she hurriedly asked again.

"Unheard of, nonsense!" Dong Lin still interjected on the side.

Wei Zhao glanced at him, who is this person, chirping crookedly, can you not speak!?

"Madam, the operation is to save people, not to kill people, I suggest surgery because I want to cure the little boy, not to open his stomach to play."

"Then can you guarantee that he will be fine after this operation?" Mrs. Liang stared at Wei Zhao's eyes tightly, as if to see if he was really sure or gambled with his son's life again.

"Any surgery is risky, accidents during surgery, postoperative infections, these are not under my control, so I can't guarantee that the operation will be successful and the little boy will be cured, but this is at least a hope. And I'm 70% sure. Wei Zhao still persuaded with a good temper.

He has seen a lot of family members like Mrs. Liang in modern times, and he has had many similar conversations with family members for the sake of patients, so he has long been accustomed to answering her questions of one kind or another.

"You're not sure you'll be able to cure him, he's still going to die, and if he doesn't get better after surgery, he'll blame me, so he won't even die. It's all my fault, it's my fault that I didn't take a good look at him, I let him eat what he shouldn't eat, and I can't let him die incompletely..."Mrs. Liang said and cried bitterly.

Wei Zhao saw that it was not easy to break through on her side, and then he was ready to say a few words to Lord Liang, if he also decided to die, then he could be regarded as doing his best for this child, and he could not operate on the child without the consent of the family.

"Lord Liang, I said, I have had this kind of operation, and I am seventy percent sure that I can cure the little boy, but if you want me to guarantee 100%, I really can't. What I want to say is that if the operation is done now, the little boy is 30% likely to die, but 70% is likely to live. I am willing to do my best to save him, just so that I have a clear conscience and no regrets in the future, even if I can't save him, I do my best. Now, I hope he will survive, so I dare to bet once, he can live, do you dare to gamble with me once in order to leave no regrets in the future. ”

His words were like a hammer, beating into Lord Liang's heart, yes, now, Wei'er obviously has a seventy percent chance of survival, if they give up like this, then they will really lose him.

But if he gambles and wins, he can live.

Even if he still didn't survive in the end, then he, the father, had tried his best to save him, and he wouldn't blame his father for giving up on him.

Lord Liang pondered, and everyone turned their eyes to him, just waiting for his final decision.

Dong Lin said on the side: "My lord, he also said that it was a gamble, which means that he is not sure, we can't afford to lose, my lord, in this way, my lord, give me another day, I will be able to find the cause of the disease within one day, and prescribe the right medicine!" ”

"Shut up!" Lord Liang finally couldn't bear it anymore, his medical skills were not perfect, and he had been stopping Doctor Wei here, and he didn't know what the purpose was.

Dong Lin saw that Lord Liang was angry, and immediately did not dare to speak again, closed his mouth and stood aside, waiting for Lord Liang's decision with everyone.

Lord Liang lowered his head in thought.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, I agree that you will operate on Wei'er, whatever you need, just ask, people, silver, and medicinal materials!" ”

"Sir!" Mrs. Liang looked at Lord Liang incredulously, as if she didn't expect him to agree.

"Hui Niang, our son will die without surgery, we must gamble, Doctor Wei is at least seventy percent sure, just should, for Wei'er..."

Lord Liang's words shocked Mrs. Liang, and finally threw herself into Lord Liang's arms, sobbing softly, but she did not object again.

Their attitude made Wei Zhao breathe a sigh of relief, and he hurriedly said: "I want a house, preferably clean, quiet, and brighter, and then I want a few new sets of clothes, new cotton, and some hot water and spirits." Finally, I have a request, since it has been decided that the little boy will be healed by me, then everything will be left to me. ”

Liang Dadao: "Yes." ”

After that, he instructed the housekeeper on the side: "You go and prepare things according to the requirements of Doctor Wei, and by the way, tell everyone that during the treatment of the little boy, all the requirements of Doctor Wei must be fulfilled as much as possible." ”

Steward Liu took the order and took a few people out to prepare the house and things.

Dong Lin saw that Lord Liang had already agreed, knowing that there was no room for his own refutation, so he quietly followed Steward Liu and retreated, he said in his heart: I have good intentions, but if you don't appreciate it, then I will wait for your funeral.

Wei Zhao turned around and said to Li Wan'er, who had been following him: "Wan'er, I need you to help me this time, I will see blood, I will see people's internal organs and intestines, are you afraid?" ”

His tone was gentle, and there was unwavering trust in his eyes.

This kind of Wei Zhao made Li Wan'er's heart beat, and she nodded: "I'm not afraid." ”

"Very good, then you come here, I will teach you to recognize things."

Then he took Li Wan'er to the table on the side, opened the medicine box, and took out a set of surgical tools from the clinic under the cover of the medicine box, and taught Li Wan'er which is the scalpel, which is the hemostat, which is the stitch...

Li Wan'er is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart, her memory is very good, a few days ago Wei Zhao taught her Arabic numerals, taught her to use a thermometer, and used a blood pressure monitor.

Therefore, even if it is temporary, Wei Zhao has confidence in her.

In order to prevent her from seeing the blood tension and forgetting it, Wei Zhao deliberately repeated it several times, and asked her to repeat it again, so that she could rest assured.