Chapter 399: Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate

"Okay, I'm a horse," Chen Ziang hung up the phone and thought for a while and said, "You must be freaking today, right?" Why don't you go to my new home for a while?"

"Ziang, is there anything urgent?" Kong Ye asked.

"One of my cousins got married today, I almost forgot, now that the wedding has begun, I have to hurry up" Chen Ziang decided to make up a reason after thinking about it.

"I'll go! You can forget your cousin when you get married, then you can go quickly," Kong Ye was no longer able to complain.

"You're not there, what's the point of us going to your house," Jin Rui shook his head.

"Please look at the beauties, but they are all my women," Chen Ziang said domineeringly.

"Both? Could it be that the big-breasted girl from the island country who came to school next time and the COS goddess are now with you? Jin Rui asked in disbelief.

"Well, there are other girls in addition, in the Dream Manor on Famous Street, you go and know" Chen Ziang didn't have time to explain so much, and walked towards the outside of the store after speaking.

Originally, he wouldn't let Jin Rui and them know that they had so many women, but now is a special moment, and they can't care so much, and only in the Dream Manor guarded by Little Satan can their safety be guaranteed.

The sports car drove towards the hospital at a fast speed, although the speed was fast, but it could easily avoid all kinds of vehicles, and the driving skills were amazing, as for the speeding ticket or something, Chen Ziang didn't care anymore.

At the same time, he greeted Little Satan with his mind, and asked Little Satan to let Jin Rui and the three of them enter the dream, and as for the identity of Little Satan, he also made up one at random.

After coming to the hospital, Chen Ziang rushed to the ward mentioned by his mother as soon as possible, but the door of the ward was locked, and it was full of various medical instruments, and the words "intensive care unit" were hung on the door.

The intensive care unit is different from ordinary wards, it is specially used for patients who are not out of danger or have just escaped from life, it has the most advanced medical equipment, and the most professional doctors and nurses, and only during special times can the patient's family members be allowed to visit the patient.

"Mom, how's Dad?" Chen Ziang could see through the glass that his father in the hospital bed was wearing a thick layer of gauze tied to his head, his eyes were closed, his face was wearing oxygen equipment, and the electrocardiogram of the ECG monitor on the side was fluctuating and unstable.

"The doctor said that he had many injuries on his body, and the others were minor problems, mainly a large bruise in the skull, which was life-threatening if not ruled out in time, but the blood clot was too close to the brain....." Yang Huilan cried as she spoke, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

"What is the solution given by the hospital?" Chen Ziang asked with a frown.

"I did a craniotomy to remove it, but the success rate was less than 20 percent," Yang Huilan said that 20 percent of this number was almost desperate.

"Craniotomy? Twenty percent? Chen Ziang shook his head, how could he let his father gamble with a two-percent chance.

"Coco, is there any solution?" He decided to consult the opinion of the system.

"There are two options: the first is for the host to directly use disposable props such as nanobots for treatment, and the second is for the host to teach themselves some kind of medical scripture, which can be used for a long time," Coco said.

Chen Ziang opened the system store and took a look, a disposable nanobot needs 6,000 points, and various medical scriptures are only two or three thousand more expensive, compared to the latter, it must be more cost-effective.

In the end, he chose a "Medical Ancestor Sutra" among the dazzling medical books, and spent 9,000 noodles, and the 10,000 noodles he had just arrived and the balance he had originally saved were only 2,000 noodles left....

The reason why I chose this "Medical Ancestor Sutra" is not because its name is unclear, but because the author of this book is - Yizu Bian Que!

Bian Que, a native of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Proficient in internal and external, gynecology, pediatrics, five senses and other departments, the application of acupuncture, acupuncture, massage, decoction, hot ironing and other methods to treat diseases, is respected as the ancestor of medicine.

Chen Ziang quickly flipped through this thick book of "The Book of Medical Ancestors", and finally found a needle called "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate", Bian Que called this set of needles to save people from the Ghost Gate, if the thirteen needles are all pierced in the right position, even half a foot into the Ghost Gate can be saved.

"Ziang, when is it time for you to still have the heart to read!" Yang Huilan saw that Chen Ziang was actually holding a book that he didn't know where to take out at such a time, and her heart was angry and anxious.

Half an hour later, the nurse brought a document that needed to be signed, and the hospital could only perform the operation if the patient's immediate family member had signed it.

Yang Huilan looked at her son who was still engrossed, sighed, picked up the pen and was about to sign, there is still a 20% chance of success in the operation, if you don't do it, you can really wait for death.

"Wait, I can save Dad!" Chen Ziang finished reading the last word, and was satisfied with the "Medical Ancestor Sutra" and put it into the third space, this book has too much knowledge that is obscure, including various fields and aspects, Chen Ziang only took so much time to understand the thirteen needles of this ghost gate.

"What did you say?" Yang Huilan stopped the hand of signing, and looked at Chen Ziang in disbelief, this operation seemed to have only a 20% chance of success in the eyes of the hospital's professional doctor team, and he seemed to have 100% confidence in his mouth.

"You open the door to the ward," Chen Ziang said to the nurse.

"You wait for me" The nurse saw that Chen Ziang not only did not agree to sign, but also wanted to enter the intensive care unit, so she hurriedly ran to the chief surgeon's office to ask for instructions.

"Ziang, what are you going to do, the longer the delay will be worse for your father's condition, don't you know this?" Yang Huilan asked.

"I know exactly what I'm doing, I just don't want to gamble with my father's life on that group of doctors," Chen Ziang shook his head.

The nurse came over with the chief surgeon after running out, followed by several auxiliary physicians, and this is already the strongest surgical team in the hospital.

"I heard that you are going to treat your father yourself, but I don't know what major you are studying? If you fail, will you be able to bear all the consequences? The blonde foreign doctor asked with an unstandard question.

"My university major is architecture, but since I said that, I am confident that I can cure my father, and if I fail, I am willing to bear all the consequences," Chen Ziang said calmly.

"You're kidding your father's life! I know you're skeptical about the success rate of our surgery, but there's no way around it, the clot is too close to your father's brain based on the CT scan, but I think I'm confident that the success rate will be 30 percent," Dr. Jack began, and although it was only 30 percent, it was quite remarkable for this situation.

Chen Ziang shook his head, "Ninety percent is not good, I have to ensure that my dad can wake up safely"

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