"Can you tell the doctor, let me go in and see Grandpa Nangong?"

The men of the Nangong family came back to their senses, "Of course, of course"

In the face of the real little princess of their family, the servility of the men of the Nangong family came out.

Even the uncles who were calling for wind and rain outside were nodding at the little princess at the moment.

Nangong Shu immediately asked the vice president to go in to find the dean who was performing the surgery, saying that their niece was going to come in to participate in the operation.

The dean was originally an expert in brain science, so the dean personally copied the surgery.

At this moment, the dean, who had been standing for 7 hours, was already sweating profusely.

Although he had saved the old chief's life, the whole operation was becoming more and more unoptimistic.

Not to mention that the old chief is paralyzed and in a wheelchair, if the blood clot still can't be cleaned up, the old chief may become a vegetative person and live on a ventilator forever.

What's the difference between this and being dead.

The vice president originally completely disagreed with the Nangong family's approach, but the family was bigger than the other and more powerful than the other, so the vice president could only go in and ask the dean for instructions.

I thought that I would be scolded for being bloody, but when the dean heard the identity of the niece of the Nangong family and the granddaughter recognized by the old head of Nangong, his eyes lit up.

"Hurry up, let her come in as quickly as possible"

The vice president was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, this girl should be the one who the old chief screamed in front of them yesterday, and hurried out as fast as possible, and then took Zhong Nuannuan to disinfect, and quickly entered the ward.

"Miss Zhong, hello, the old chief's condition is not optimistic. Although the bleeding has stopped, and the large blood clots have been treated, you see, there are so many small blood clots that have been scanned, and you can find a way to remove these small blood clots as you do with acute myocardial infarction."

Afraid that Zhong Nuannuan would not dare to make a move, the dean continued, "We have already opened a hole in his skull, and if necessary, I can open another one." But if there is no way to remove the blood clot in his brain, I am afraid that the old chief will have to rely on a ventilator to survive for the rest of his life. ”

When the dean saw Zhong Nuannuan, he immediately explained Nangong Renyi's situation in great detail, and even asked people to bring brain tablets, and at the same time asked him to prepare for 4D.

However, Zhong Nuannuan didn't watch those films and images at all.

For her, no image can compare to what she sees with her own eyes.

Nangong Renyi does have brain plugs in her brain, and there are several, but it is not a difficult thing for her.

At present, as long as it is not rooted in the blood, she can find a way to treat the disease. Even if it can't be cured immediately, it can be delayed for a long time.

And Nangong Renyi's cerebral thrombosis is very similar to Chiyang's cerebral hemorrhage last time, so even if she doesn't open her skull, she can handle it.

However, Zhong Nuannuan still symbolically took the film and glanced at it, and then glanced at the thinking under the instrument.

Where the doctor didn't dare to go under the knife, Zhong Nuannuan dared to go down.

So before the dean and vice president, as well as a group of brain experts, came back to their senses, Zhong Nuannuan took out a super long silver needle from his wrist and pierced it into the brain hole that was opened.

The dean, vice president, and the experts were so frightened that their faces changed.

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