"Mr. Yan, we do have a treatment plan, but it is very risky." Strange looked serious, "We need to open your chest and stab the wound out of your heart with a special habit, sucking out all the pus and blood. ”

"But given your age and the location of the wound, the chances of surgery failure are extremely high, and the slightest accident can endanger your life."

When Yan Xiuming heard this, his face was suddenly full of nervousness, "Doctor, what is the success rate of the operation." ”

"It was discovered too late, and now the chances of success are less than 10 percent." Strange said bluntly.

"Ichisei!"

Phoenix exclaimed, "How can there be only a success rate of one percent." ”

"Since there is only a 10% success rate, then forget it." Yan Zhisong said with a smile, "I'm already old, so I won't toss, Xiuming, and give Dr. Strange their 30 million consultation money as a thank you gift." ”

"Mr. Yan, we didn't cure your illness, I can't ask for this money." Strange politely refused as he instructed his assistant to pack up the various instruments.

The phoenix on the other side was not dead set on this result, "Doctor Strange, is there no other way than surgery?" ”

"Mr. Yan's situation is very tricky, if it had been discovered a year or two earlier, there might have been other ways, but now ......" Strange didn't explain his words, just shook his head, "Mr. Yan refuses treatment, his condition may not last more than a month, you have to prepare early." ”

Strange's words fell, and the entire living room fell silent, and the expressions of Phoenix and Yan Xiuming were very heavy.

"The old man's situation is indeed not optimistic, but I have a way." At this time, Xu Qiang said lightly.

Phoenix Mei was stunned, and a touch of anger appeared on her face, "Boy, you don't talk nonsense here, Grandpa Yan's illness is not even sure of the doctor, what can you do." ”

Strange on the side also stopped what he was doing, and looked at Xu Qiang with suspicion, when he was treating the powerful in Kyushu, he had heard many people mention another medical technique inherited in this ancient land, and he had also come to explore the traces of this medical skill, but unfortunately the people he encountered were basically liars.

Yan Zhisong looked at Xu Qiang with a smile, "If you are treated, there is a few percent chance that my disease will be cured." ”

Xu Qiang thought for a moment, "Ninety percent, leave one percent for Heaven's will." ”

"Ninety percent?"

Phoenix's heart was full of anger, and he looked at Xu Qiang like he was looking at a liar, "Even Dr. Strange is only one percent sure, you actually said that you have ninety percent, why don't you say ten percent?" ”

Strange also shook his head in disappointment, "If you say that you are half sure, you may be able to convince me a little, but ninety percent sure can only mean that you are another deceitful liar." ”

The assistants who followed Strange looked at Xu Qiang with disdain at this time, in their opinion, Xu Qiang was just a clown who jumped off the beam, how could he cure the old man Yan Zhisong's illness.

"I believe in Master Xu." Among the people present, only Yan Xiuming stood on Xu Qiang's side with a clear banner.

When he heard Strange's words just now, his mind was blank, and he forgot that there was still Xu Qiang, a miracle doctor, at the scene.

Xu Qiang was able to save him at that time, and now he says that if he is sure to cure the old man's disease, then he will definitely be able to cure it.

"Sir." Strange frowned slightly, and said to Yan Xiuming with a serious face, "I have met many liars in your country, and I am familiar with the methods of these liars, I can guarantee in my name that this young man must be a liar." ”

"If he can cure Mr. Yan's illness, I will worship him as a teacher, and according to your rules, I will respect him as if he were my own father."

Phoenix also waited viciously for Xu Qiang on the side, "If you can cure Grandpa Yan's illness, you will be my eldest brother from today onwards, and your business will be my business in the future, whoever wants to go against you will be against me, but if you can't cure Grandpa Yan's illness, I will abolish your hands and feet today." ”

Xu Qiang ignored Phoenix and Strange, and smiled faintly at Yan Zhisong, "Is the old man willing to give me a chance to be treated, the pus and blood in your body only need a few stitches to be discharged." ”

"Are you really 90% sure you'll be able to cure me?" Old Man Yan's eyes were shining, and his whole temperament suddenly changed, full of majesty.

"Yes!" Xu Qiang replied as usual, as if he was not affected by the old man's momentum at all.

"In that case, I have no reason to refuse."

The momentum on Old Man Yan's body relaxed, as if he had become an ordinary old man again, but he looked at Xu Qiang with a little praise in his eyes, for so many years, Xu Qiang was the first young man who could maintain his usual face under his momentum.

"Grandpa Yan......" When Phoenix heard this, he immediately exclaimed, his face full of worry, "You are considering, considering." ”

"Mr. Yan, the condition of your heart is very serious, and if you use the wrong treatment plan, it is likely that Rina will make her condition even more serious." Strange stopped him with a shout.

"Alright, I'll do as I say." Yan Zhisong said with a decisive sound, and then looked at Xu Qiang with a little curiosity on his face, "Mr. Xu, you just said that there is still a hundred percent to be left to heaven's will, I don't know what this success refers to?" ”

Xu Qiang smiled faintly, took out the silver needle and began to disinfect, "Old man, if I am on the way to treat you, if there is an earthquake, typhoon, or meteor falling from the sky, I will definitely not be able to cure this disease." ”

"It's kind of interesting!" Yan Zhisong burst out laughing when he heard this.

In a few minutes, Xu Qiang had already detoxified all the silver needles, and then asked Old Man Yan Zhisong to find a chair to sit down casually, and at the same time untie his shirt.

"Whoosh......"

Xu Qiang's hand was like thunder, and a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair instantly sank into the chest of the old man Yan Zhisong.

The next moment, the old man's eyes widened angrily, his face was pale, even his lips turned black and purple in an instant, and his hands were softly hammered down.

"What are you doing?"

When the phoenix saw this scene, he was immediately furious, smashed out with a punch, and the wind whistled, if it really fell on Xu Qiang, I am afraid that at least it would be a broken bone and damaged internal organs.

In her eyes, where Xu Qiang was treating diseases and saving people, it was clear that he went down with a needle and stabbed the old man Yan Zhisong to death.

Strange on the side also hurriedly instructed his assistant to pull all kinds of instruments over, ready to try to see if he could rescue the old man.