I snatched Doraemon's universal pocket

The person in front of him looked like the bodyguard responsible for Xiaowen's father's safety.

"I'm Xiaowen's friend, and I came here with her."

Li Yang hurriedly said that he also wanted to go in and see the situation.

But the bodyguard's attitude was very firm, and he stopped him and refused to let him go.

So Li Yang could only call Xiaowen.

Xiaowen, who was communicating with the doctor in the ward, heard Li Yang's voice and turned her head to look over. She saw that Li Yang was stopped outside the door, and she spoke to the bodyguard.

"He's my friend, let him in."

The bodyguard heard this, and immediately stepped aside.

There were a lot of people in the ward, most of them were doctors and nurses, other than that, there were only Li Yang, Xiaowen and Lin Lin.

Li Yang walked into the ward and stood behind Xiaowen, not daring to vent his anger.

"Doctor Zhao, how is my father's illness?"

Xiaowen tried her best to restrain her emotions, but Li Yang could tell that she was very nervous and scared at the moment.

"Miss Xiaowen, I can only say that the situation is not optimistic. Your father's condition has suddenly deteriorated. If you don't perform a heart transplant immediately, there is a high probability that you won't be able to survive tonight."

Xiaowen walked to the edge of the hospital bed, supported the edge of the bed with her hands, and looked at her father with needles in his hands and an oxygen mask on his face, his voice choked up.

"Why did Dad's illness suddenly worsen? He was still fine when I came to see him yesterday. Didn't you, Dr. Zhao, say that Dad's condition was fine?"

After hearing this, Dr. Zhao said guiltily, "Miss Xiaowen, I can only say that it happened very suddenly. We, we didn't expect it to turn out like this. I'm very sorry."

Xiaowen hesitated for a long time, and asked Dr. Zhao solemnly.

"Is there no other way than surgery?"

Dr. Zhao shook his head, and told Xiaowen very seriously that there was no other way but surgery.

"I remember you saying that the success rate of this operation is very low, right?"

"Yes, although the heart transplant has a clinical success rate, the success rate is only less than 20.00%. Considering Mr. Xiao's special situation, I estimate that the success rate of the operation is only about 15.00%."

Dr. Zhao is the medical authority in Jiangcheng. When Xiaowen heard such words from his mouth, her whole heart felt like being pierced by a sharp spear.

15.00% success rate!
This is simply betting on life!

Xiaowen dare not bet.

She had already lost her mother when she was a child, and she couldn't bear the pain of losing her father at this time.

But there is no chance if you don't gamble.

Dr. Zhao said that my father's condition might not survive tonight.

This difficult choice related to her father's life almost suffocated Xiaowen.

She wished that she was the one lying on the hospital bed at the moment.

Doctor Zhao sounded a reminder at this time.

"Miss Xiaowen, I hope you can make a decision quickly. Mr. Xiao's physical condition does not allow any more time to be wasted."

Xiaowen resisted the tears, she knew that now was not the time for her to be indecisive.

The father has fallen, and the Xiao family must be decided by her.

Just when Xiaowen was about to let Dr. Zhao prepare for the operation, there was a commotion outside the door.

Li Yang looked over curiously, and found that a gorgeously dressed lady and a well-dressed middle-aged man came in, followed by an old man in white cloth, who looked like a doctor even after thinking about it.

"Brother! What's wrong with you, brother?"

The noble lady rushed to the edge of the hospital bed and burst into tears.

But that cry, Li Yang always felt that it didn't come from the heart, it seemed to be faked.

The man who had come with the lady walked up to her and patted her on the back with his hand.

"Okay, don't be sad, just listen to what the doctor has to say."

After hearing this, Xiao Wanrou gradually stopped crying and asked Dr. Zhao about the situation.

Got the same reply as before.

Li Yang asked Lin Lin beside him who these two people were.

Lin Lin told Li Yang that the two were Xiaowen's aunt Xiaowan and her aunt Fang Shiyu.

At the end, Lin Lin added another sentence.

"They're not really worried about uncle, they just covet uncle's property."

Maybe it was because the ward was too quiet, Lin Lin's voice was heard by many people.

Xiao Wanrou even pointed at Lin Lin's nose and cursed.

"What are you talking about, crazy girl?"

Lin Lin didn't hesitate at all, and directly returned the words.

"Don't you know what I said?"

"This is a matter of our Xiao family. Are you qualified to speak as an outsider? Get out of here!"

Xiao Wanrou reached out to hit Lin Lin, but was blocked by Xiaowen.

"Aunt! My father is like this, can you care about him first?!"

Xiaowen's tone was very dissatisfied.

After hearing this, Xiao Wanrou stopped talking and moving, but still looked at Lin Lin viciously.

Lin Lin snorted and walked behind Li Yang.

Xiao Wanrou also noticed Li Yang at this time, and she frowned.

"who are you?"

Before Li Yang opened his mouth, Xiaowen heard Xiaowen say: "He is my friend."

After hearing this, Xiao Wanrou ignored Li Yang and asked Xiaowen instead.

"Xiaowen, what are you going to do about your father's current situation?"

Xiaowen had already made up her mind at this time.

"Get Dad to do the surgery immediately."

Xiao Wanrou immediately shook her head.

"No, the success rate of the operation is too low! We can't take this risk!"

"But without the operation, father probably won't be able to survive tonight!"

"There is still a chance, you see who this is?"

Xiao Wanrou pointed to the white-haired old man standing not far away.

Xiaowen was a little surprised to see her.

"Are you the master of Chinese medicine, Mr. Baishi?"

At this time, Baishi walked to the side of the hospital bed, stroked his beard and smiled, "Miss Xiaowen has good eyesight, she is just old."

Xiao Wanrou said: "Mr. Baishi came to my house as a guest today. Unexpectedly, my brother's condition worsened, so I brought him here. Maybe Mr. Baishi has something to do."

Xiaowen shook her head.

"I am also a medical student. I know about my father's illness. It cannot be cured by traditional Chinese medicine."

After hearing this, Shiraishi immediately became unhappy.

"Miss Xiaowen, what you said is wrong. Traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine just have the same origin but different principles. Is there anything that Chinese medicine can't cure?"

Doctor Zhao also stood up and said at this time.

"Senior Baishi, it's not that I doubt your medical skills. Mr. Xiao has heart failure, and the only option is to transplant a heart. Could it be that your Chinese medicine has a panacea that can repair organs?"

Shiraishi snorted coldly.

"Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. If you haven't seen the frog in the well, it doesn't mean you don't have it. At least let me see Mr. Xiao's situation first."

Dr. Zhao simply ignored Baishi, and said directly to Xiaowen: "Miss Xiaowen, Mr. Xiao's body really can't get rid of it, there is still a chance of urgent surgery!"

After hearing this, Xiao Wanrou immediately reprimanded Dr. Zhao.

"You yourself said that the success rate of the operation is less than 20.00%. Now you are in a hurry to have my brother undergo the operation. Aren't you doing harm?"

Li Yang saw two tendencies appeared in the ward for a while.

Xiaowen prefers to have surgery, but Xiaowen's aunt prefers to give it to Chinese medicine.

Although the two sides insisted on their own opinions, Li Yang always felt that things were a little strange.

It seems that the appearance of this old Chinese doctor named Baishi is a bit too coincidental!