In the money borrowing program, my identity as the richest man was exposed

Chen Feng is the most powerful master in the world today, so of course he dares to say that.

"Save me? What a joke! This is a terminal illness. There are so many famous doctors in the country, but they can't cure it." If it was someone else, I wouldn't believe it, but I don't believe Chen Feng.

"I heard that in ancient times, some monks had a special ability that could cure all diseases. Could it be that Brother Qing also has such a skill?"

"Don't think too much about it. This is simply wishful thinking. I saw on the Internet that this child has a brain tumor. With current medical technology, it is difficult to remove it."

Chen Feng’s words left everyone a little confused.

There is no cure for this disease, and it is not just a minor illness like a cold or cough.

However, at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed before her eyes.

"Young man? Do you have any good ideas?" The old man in sackcloth clothes looked at Chen Feng with excitement on his face.

She also knew that in order to save her granddaughter, she had hired many experts, but they were all helpless.

But now, she had to believe it.

"I will try my best. Please introduce your little girl to me first."

A solemn look flashed across Chen Feng's eyes.

"Okay!" the old man responded excitedly.

"Jingchu!" he shouted.

Ten fakes, first level.

As the largest medical institution in China, Wudang Mountain has very complete facilities.

At this moment, in the intensive care unit, there was a pale-faced girl and a pair of pale-faced parents beside her.

Beside the bed, several knowledgeable-looking doctors were discussing something with frowns on their faces.

They were all masters from various countries, and they all came for her.

"Teacher Zhou, if this cancer is not treated as soon as possible, there is no hope at all. The longer it is delayed, the more the patient's life will be threatened. At most, there is only a month left."

An older man asked.

The old man named Mr. Zhou was a little worried: "According to our observation, this tumor involves some parts of the nervous system. Even if it is removed, there will be many unpredictable sequelae. Therefore, the survival rate of this tumor is about 1%."

The brain is the most important organ in the human body.

It can be said that anything related to the brain is a big deal.

What's more, children's brains are not fully developed yet, and any slight mistake can cause disability.

Therefore, even in the medical field, facing such a difficult problem is a headache.

"Doctor, please help me."

The woman's mother spoke to those people with a choked voice.

This time, he almost lost everything.

Who makes her the backbone of the family?

Fortunately, there are kind people helping, otherwise they would definitely give up.

"I'm sorry, we've discussed it and decided that the best way now is to preserve the patient's life as much as possible, otherwise the chance of survival is very small."

The implication is nothing more than sitting back and waiting to die.

Because this type of surgery is very risky and there is a 10% chance of death once it is done, it is better to do some basic tests.

inside the room.

Her expression was not pretty.

She was still unconscious the moment before, but at this moment, she seemed to have a response.

Seeing this, Chen Feng did not hesitate at all. He took out a few flying needles and pierced them into the acupuncture points on the woman's cheek.

The expression on her face was somewhat hideous, and she was obviously enduring great pain.

"Stop it! She won't last even an hour at this rate."

"You are not curing diseases, you are killing people!" .. ..