I can see luck value

In the dean's office of Linjiang Third Hospital, Zhang Hao strode in. At this moment, the experts of the whole hospital were conducting the third consultation. All the diagnoses showed that Zhang Guilan had to undergo surgery tonight.

Seeing Zhang Hao at this moment, Gong Zhiwei couldn't help cursing: "As a son, do you have any responsibility? You don't answer the phone, and you don't see anyone. What do you want to do? Do you think you still have a lot of time?"

Zhang Hao hurriedly said: "Doctor Gong, if you want to blame me, you can do it from now on, but please operate on my mother now!"

Gong Zhiwei was taken aback for a moment, and then asked back, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, I'm willing to bear any consequences!"

After making this decision, Zhang Hao relaxed a lot.He did what he had to do, and left the rest to luck.

Sitting outside the operating room, Zhang Hao clasped his hands tightly, staring at the five glaring red letters "under operation" on the top, unable to calm down.

That night, Lin Weiwei also rushed to the ward and stayed by Zhang Hao's side.

At this time, a girl in a long white dress also came to the hospital and stood beside Zhang Hao.

Luo Yi found out about Zhang Hao's mother, even though Zhang Hao wanted her to stay at home, he could handle his mother's affairs by himself.

But she was still worried, and walked a few kilometers alone to the hospital.

It was the first time for the two women to meet, and they were standing behind Zhang Hao at the moment, occasionally making eye contact, but neither of them spoke.

At this time, what Zhang Hao needs is to be quiet and wait for the final result quietly.

Gong Zhiwei was undergoing surgery, and after anesthesia, he underwent craniotomy.

But when he saw the situation inside, he took a deep breath.

The situation was more complicated than expected. The tumor had become intertwined with the nerves and needed to be peeled off a little bit. This level of complexity was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Fortunately, the infiltration of brain cells is not serious. As long as the operation goes well, there is still a glimmer of hope for recovery.

But this hope, even with Gong Zhiwei's knife, has only a one in ten thousand chance.

An operation lasted [-] hours, during which nurses came and went [-] times, critical illness notices and various notices were signed [-] times, and Zhang Hao's heart beat violently [-] times.

It's all right, it must be all right.

Just twelve hours ago, Daoji lit his broken fan, and golden smoke floated into the air, covering Zhang Guilan's head.

The black grass was illuminated by the sun, and the luck finally picked up, from negative to positive, from black to white, and then to green...

Even though the hope was slim, Zhang Hao still decided to continue the operation. Now that he retreats, he will only last for two days at most, but if he continues the operation, he may not be able to get off the operating table.

What Zhang Hao wants is a healthy mother. She hasn't enjoyed the blessing of her son, not even a day!

Tears had soaked Zhang Hao's eye sockets and kept dripping down.

Just as Lin Weiwei wanted to comfort him, she saw Luo Yi squatting down, stroking his shoulder with one hand, and did not speak, but Zhang Hao calmed down slowly.

Lin Weiwei's face was a little complicated, but she finally looked towards the operating room and prayed silently.

Fourteen hours into the operation, Gong Zhiwei felt that he had reached his limit.

But stripped to the last hurdle.

Because Gong Zhiwei discovered that the last layer of the brain tumor was very close to the bilateral frontal lobes, and after one cut, he would not know whether he was alive or dead.

Even under a microscope, the connection location was still too tricky, and he hesitated because he was completely unsure.

I have done surgery for so many years, successful and failed, but I have never hesitated so much, this is not like him.

Gong Zhiwei knew that he had encountered a bottleneck, whether it was energy, physical strength, or confidence, they were all challenged at this moment.

But at this moment, he seemed to see a golden grass emerging from above Zhang Guilan's head, slowly blooming into flower buds.

Is this a hallucination?
Gong Zhiwei didn't know, but he seemed to enter a mysterious feeling instantly.

It feels as if all the patient's signs, including subtle touches and movements, have fallen into his perception, and he can even know how to take the next step in order to avoid those invisible thunders.

Seizing this opportunity, Gong Zhiwei swung his saber down...

Fifteen hours later, the door of the operating room was opened, and then Gong Zhiwei was the first to come out, and left without looking at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao ran over in a hurry, he wanted to ask about the situation, but was stopped by Su Mingde.

"Teacher, he tried his best. He needs to rest now. You can go to him later."

"How is my mother?" When Zhang Hao said this, his voice trembled.

"The operation was a success. The process is incredible, but the result is always good. The first test is considered to be passed, and the rest..."

Zhang Hao didn't listen to a word of Su Mingde's endless chatter, he only heard: The operation was successful!

He sat down on the ground at once, and finally let go of the heart that had been hanging on his chest for fifteen hours, and only then did he realize that he hadn't eaten or drunk for fifteen hours.

Luo Yi and Lin Weiwei were also by his side and hadn't rested for fifteen hours.

"Hurry up and eat something, and I'll take care of my mother."

Zhang Hao said to the two girls.

"No." The two said in unison.

Lin Weiwei glanced at Luo Yi, and then said: "You haven't rested for the past few days, you go to rest, and I will help you watch here."

But Luo Yi said: "The food is already prepared at home, and it keeps warm automatically. You know the password. I will watch here, and you know what I can do."

Zhang Hao looked at the two of them, then sighed and said, "Let's eat something in the hospital, and come to accompany my mother after she comes over for the observation period."

After sending Zhang Guilan back to the intensive care unit, the three of them came to the canteen of the hospital.

It was 03:30 in the afternoon, and almost no one was eating in the cafeteria. The three of them ordered some pasta and started eating.

During this period, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit weird. In the end, Lin Weiwei said, "This is the first time we meet, your girlfriend?"

This sentence was just a test, and he said it in a chatty tone, but Zhang Hao coughed.

"Hi sister, you haven't rested all day and night, just leave it to me, thank you." Luo Yi stretched out his hand generously.

Lin Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, then shook her hand too.

"I'm fine. I'll take care of Zhang Hao's affairs. I'm used to it."

"Really? That sister really worked hard. He is very lazy, and the house is always messed up."

"It should not be lazy, but usually too busy, you know, those who can do more work, that's how it is."

The two girls seemed to get acquainted quickly, and they chatted continuously.

Zhang Hao had just recovered from his mother's crisis, so he didn't want to be cannon fodder here.

"You all go back, I've finished eating, now I'm going to accompany my mother."

Zhang Hao ran away, but they still didn't leave and stayed outside the ward.

In the next few days, Zhang Hao hardly left the hospital, staying with his mother.

Zhang Dashan didn't want to leave either, so Zhang Hao prepared a camp bed for him in the hospital, and he would lie down and rest for a while when he was tired.

Lin Weiwei helped take care of the company's affairs, and Luo Yi delivered cooked meals every day.

After Zhang Guilan came out of the intensive care unit, she was transferred to the general ward. Of course, Zhang Hao chose a single room in the special care ward. He and his father took care of her together.

Zhang Hao held Zhang Guilan's hand, talking about his childhood and those happy days over and over again.

Finally on the seventh day, Zhang Guilan woke up faintly.

Many years later, Gong Zhiwei will still talk about this brain surgery. It can be said that this is a miracle in the medical world and also his peak moment.

It was also from that moment that he touched the true meaning of medicine, and it was the first time that the feeling of entering the Tao was so close to him.