Zhang Sijiu's proposal was simply unheard of by the people in the county king's mansion.

In their impression, isn't the doctor just to save lives? At such a time, I still want to make it clear, sign and draw a pledge, so as to protect myself?

They were in a trance for a moment: Is this really a doctor? Or is the world changing so fast that I don't even know it?

Zhang Sijiu was not in a hurry, but said, "You think about it, think about it, and I will tell you about all kinds of risks. Then let's write an agreement on the spot and sign it."

The steward of the county king's mansion saw that Zhang Sijiu was about to leave again, so he hurriedly stopped her: "Is this a must? After all, we ...... It's not good to call the shots for Xiao Langjun. Can we cure it first, and then we send someone to pay homage to the prince of the county?"

They really didn't dare to sign it.

Zhang Sijiu's face was sincere: "We can wait, but your little Langjun will definitely not be able to wait that long." In another two or three days, the broken bones will begin to heal. Once healed, you'll have to break it off and reconnect it, but it's going to be much worse—"

The people of the county king's mansion choked.

Can this wait? Can't wait?

But do they want the hospital to wait for them? Of course not! What they want is to be accommodating, not to sign, and to be cured!

At this moment, the steward was still a little annoyed in his heart.

He looked at Zhang Sijiu: "Little lady, we are from the state capital, there are so many miracle doctors and famous doctors in the state capital, that is, the imperial doctors who treat the official family in the palace, we have all seen them. I've never heard of such an outrageous request!"

"But that's what we do." Zhang Sijiu bit it to death: "The rules are different in every place, you can't force us to be the same as others, right? Moreover, after signing, both parties have a peace of mind, isn't it good? Or do you want us to be frightened and think about the worries and come to treat your little Langjun?"

When you have concerns, can you still think about the patient wholeheartedly?

Of course not!

Zhang Sijiu's attitude became firmer: This matter must be done! This is not only a guarantee, but also to eliminate your own worries! It is a strong backing for the medical mentality!

"You can discuss." Zhang Sijiu sincerely suggested: "I know that you have a special identity and it is not good to make decisions for Zhao Xiaolangjun, but this matter really can't be messed with. So you discuss it and see what you can do."

As for her, Zhao Cheng's situation still needs to be understood, and she has to sort out a risk book, as well as a surgical consent form, so she is busy!

After re-entering the house, Zhang Sijiu saw that the atmosphere between Cheng Wanli and Doctor Qi was quite relaxed, and he understood that Zhao Cheng should indeed have no such thing as internal bleeding.

I have to say, quite lucky.

That's good news in the bad news.

Zhang Sijiu called Dr. Qi aside and said about the risk letter and the consent letter.

At this moment, Doctor Qi was overjoyed, and looked at Zhang Sijiu's eyes with fiery eyes: "Jiu Niang, you are so smart! What's the trouble with this? This is our life talisman! With this, what are you afraid of in the future?"

If it weren't for the fact that Jiu Niang was not his apprentice, and she was already a big girl, Dr. Qi really wanted to lift Zhang Sijiu up and throw it, and then kiss the two of them fiercely - what kind of big treasure was given by the gods! This brain! It's more than a flash of inspiration! That's literally glowing!

Zhang Sijiu couldn't help but take a small step back when he was seen by Dr. Qi's fiery gaze, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: Old Qi, calm down!

Doctor Qi patted Zhang Sijiu's shoulder, and under the agitation of his mood, he used so much force that he almost slapped Zhang Sijiu on the ground.

When he patted it, Zhang Sijiu was uncontrollably shorter.

But Doctor Qi didn't care about this at all, so he just said happily, "You just have to let it go!" You say I'll write, I'll do it for you!"

Zhao Cheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, didn't even care about reminiscing about regretting his previous ridiculous years, but his face was full of complications: You discuss this kind of thing, you really don't have to avoid me? Listen, why do you feel so scared?

He weakly hooked Cheng Wanli's sleeve with his good fingers, and was angry: "Doctor, can I still live?"

This is asked

Cheng Wanli looked surprised: "Why can't you live?"

At most, amputation, if you want to say death, how unlucky it is!

Zhao Cheng blinked blankly: "Then ......" You think so much?

Cheng Wanli looked honest and loyal: "It's just a formality. Don't think about it."

Zhao Cheng stared at Cheng Wanli, angry in his heart: You liar! Look at them like that, it's the first time! It's a walk! Have you ever had this before?

However, under the eaves, he had to bow his head, Zhao Cheng felt that he was now the meat on someone's chopping board, and he really didn't dare to make a mistake - if he was in a hurry, he would give himself another knife, and it would be more than worth the loss.

So anger turned to anger, he swallowed it into his stomach, and held back aggrievedly, but he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to their discussion-if he didn't listen, what if they calculated themselves!

Xiao Langjun, who never worries about it and only knows how to have fun all day long, listens to others so seriously and hard for the first time in his life, for fear of missing a word.

However, Zhang Sijiu still quickly remembered Zhao Cheng, in line with the heart of not being able to torture the patient, she also comforted Zhao Cheng and said: "It's not so dangerous, don't worry." We're just going through the motions."

Doctor Qi also gently corroborated: "Yes, it's just a passing scene."

Zhao Cheng: ...... Do you think I'm a fool?

But even if he stretched out Er Kang's hand, he couldn't hold back Zhang Sijiu's footsteps from leaving.

Cheng Wanli stayed, smiled gently, and thoughtfully covered the upper body of Zhao Cheng: "Don't think so much, nourish your spirits." I guess it won't be long before I have to give you a straight bone. When the time comes, it will be a long time. Your head will hurt later, but you're refreshed."

The more sick you are, the more important it is to take a break.

Zhao Cheng: ...... You think I look like I can fall asleep?

He didn't bother to speak, he closed his eyes without love, and his heart began to miss his parents constantly - woo, homesick, relatives, going back to treatment, wanting to go back in time.

When Zhang Sijiu and Doctor Qi were having a heated discussion, the people in the Junwang Mansion were also discussing hotly.

In the end, both sides are basically over at about the same time.

Zhang Sijiu's rudimentary version of the surgical consent form is really a condensed version. The main thing is to clarify responsibilities and prevent the county king's mansion from angering their own families.

As for the people in the county king's mansion, they said that they couldn't make the decision, and they still listened to Xiao Langjun for this kind of big thing.

So in the end, this surgical consent form was sent to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng looked at the pages of paper full of writing, looked at the big words "risk notice", and tears were in his eyes: You can't tell me the truth, am I going to die? Be honest, okay? At least let me write a suicide note—