Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital, Housing Department.

When Su Xiaoxiao hurried to the VIP intensive care ward on the top floor according to the guidance of the inpatient front desk, she saw that the door of the ward was ajar, and the sound inside was slightly noisy.

"Hoo ......"

For some reason, thinking of that possibility, Su Xiaoxiao felt a little nervous for no reason, she took a few deep breaths in succession, then gently opened the door of the ward and walked in slowly.

As soon as he stepped into the ward, Su Xiaoxiao was shocked by the environment inside.

Rather than a ward, this is the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, only a living room connected to the entrance door, with hundreds of square meters as far as the eye can see, sofas, TVs, open-air balconies, tea tables, islands, open kitchens, etc., all kinds of facilities are available, and the ground is paved with wooden floors in the color of logs.

In addition, this ward is equipped with a large private bathroom, a rest room for nursing staff, a rehabilitation and fitness room, a separate Chinese kitchen, etc., and it is difficult to imagine that this is a patient room.

Su Xiaoxiao slowed down and walked slowly in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that in the patient's intensive care room located in the core of the whole ward, my father was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by many high-end medical equipment, and there were many doctors in white coats, who were checking their father's body and asking about his condition, and behind this group of doctors, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa a little restrained, chatting with the young man next to her.

Next to the young man, there were two doctors and a woman, who sat beside him, and whenever the young man looked at him, they would always subconsciously nod their heads in response, and they would always talk and laugh with respect.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the young man, she bit her lip lightly, and her heart was mixed, and it was difficult to describe the taste.

This young man is none other than Tang Yuan, who often touched Su Xiaoxiao's mind some time ago, making her often toss and turn and couldn't sleep at night.

Just when Su Xiaoxiao looked at Tang Yuan in a daze, Tang Yuan, who was chatting with Su Xiaoxiao's mother, suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked at the door.

Looking at each other, Tang Yuan always had a faint smile on his face, while Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little complicated.

"Huh?"

"Xiaoxiao!"

"You kid, I just called you, why didn't you answer!"

"But it makes me and my dad anxious!"

Zhao Shuyun saw Tang Yuan staring at the door, she followed Tang Yuan's gaze, and when she saw Su Xiaoxiao, she quickly stood up from the sofa and walked towards him quickly, her tone was slightly complaining.

"Mom, I just ran out of battery on my phone......"

Su Xiaoxiao's expression was weak and he responded in a low voice.

"Hey......"

Zhao Shuyun looked at her daughter's much lighter face and slightly haggard look, she sighed softly, and then led Su Xiaoxiao into the patient's special care room.

"Xiaoxiao, come and thank you for this classmate!"

"Your father's illness is saved!"

Zhao Shuyun led Su Xiaoxiao in front of Tang Yuan, and her words were full of excitement.

Facing Zhao Shuyun's overflowing gratitude, Tang Yuan said with a smile: "Auntie, Xiaoxiao and I are both alumni and friends. ”

After speaking, Tang Yuan quietly winked at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao understood Tang Yuan's meaning, although she was a little embarrassed in her heart, but it was a matter of her father's life and death, and she could still tell which was more important.

"Mom, what do you mean when you just said that Dad's illness is curable?"

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at her mother Zhao Shuyun, her eyes contained some hope.

"Xiaoxiao, just now Director Zhu said that if this tumor removal operation is done by their team, the success rate can reach ninety percent!"

In the end, Zhao Shuyun became a little excited again.

You must know that when they were in Ruijin Hospital, the success rate of this operation was only less than 30%, but in Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital, the success rate of this operation was 90%!

What is this concept?

This means that the probability of Su Jingsheng surviving is three times greater!

Originally, it was difficult to get off the operating table with a high probability, but now there is a high probability to get off the operating table smoothly, such a huge gap, how can this make Zhao Shuyun not excited?

"Ninety percent ......"

After listening to her mother's answer, Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened slightly, and her gaze subconsciously looked at the two doctors in white coats beside Tang Yuan.

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhu Mingxuan, director of the Cancer Center of Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital, and this is Lu Fusheng, chief medical officer of Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital." Tang Yuan said at the right time: "If you agree to us to operate on your father, we will set the operation time for three days later, and Director Zhu Mingxuan will personally serve as the chief surgeon at that time." ”

At the same time, we also invited Huo Feng, director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery of the General Hospital of Yangcheng Military Region, to serve as the first assistant, and invited Xie Yao, director of the Hepatitis 1 Department of Yanjing Ditan Hospital, to serve as the second assistant. The former studied under Professor Wu Mengchao, an internationally renowned hepatobiliary surgeon and academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and has extremely rich clinical experience. The latter has decades of research and treatment experience in the rescue treatment of severe hepatitis, liver cirrhosis and its complications. ”

"With a core team of three hepatobiliary specialists, I believe that with their professionalism, even if there are any special circumstances during the operation, I believe that with their professional level, they can turn the danger into safety."

After Tang Yuan revealed the entire surgical plan, Su Xiaoxiao was directly stunned.

Zhu Mingxuan didn't say anything, she had just been in Ruijin Hospital, and she already knew what kind of status Zhu Mingxuan had in the international hepatobiliary field, but she never expected that even the first and second assistants who were the chief surgeon were so luxurious.

Both Huo Feng and Xie Yao are the chief physicians of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery of the top tertiary hospitals in China, and Zhao Mingwu, the director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery of Ruijin Hospital, is at the same level compared with them.

In other words, Zhao Mingwu, who she had been begging for before, might be in the position of a helper if she participated in this operation.

With such a luxurious lineup, Su Xiaoxiao felt that the ninety percent probability that Tang Yuan said should be a conservative statement.

"If you agree, I'll ask the doctor to prepare a surgical consent form for you, put your father's surgery on the surgical schedule of the cancer center, prepare your father's postoperative ICU room, make a convalescent rehabilitation plan, and many other things."

After Tang Yuan explained the general situation to Su Xiaoxiao, he immediately returned the choice to Su Xiaoxiao again.

Facing Tang Yuan's gaze, Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and finally slowly bent down, and said solemnly: "Senior, thank you......"

(End of chapter)