"Surgery" is unfamiliar, terrible and unacceptable to people of this era.

Wei Zhao tried to tell them about the treatment process in language they could understand.

But even so, when Mrs. Liang was extremely excited when she heard him say she wanted to use a knife to separate the young master's stomach, then cut the intestines, and take out the obstruction thing from it, she was still extremely excited and could not accept this bloody treatment.

"Cut your stomach, then... can you still survive? No, no, absolutely not. I won't allow you to joke about my son's life!" Mrs. Liang's head shook like a splattering drum, and her tone was firm.

Dong Lin also kept echoing: "Yes, the abdomen of a person is a place where essence gathers. It is very dangerous for ordinary people to suffer a abdominal injury. Now he wants to cut his stomach to treat the disease. How can a person still survive?"

Wei Zhao had known this would be the result, so he was not disappointed. If they agreed as soon as he said that the operation was needed, it would be strange. Even in modern times, many families are reluctant to sign the "Surgery Consent Form", and medical staff have to explain for a long time.

So he patiently explained: "Mrs. Liang, I have done this kind of surgery many times and I am sure of it. Moreover, if you don't have the surgery, you will know the consequences very clearly. The surgery is the only way to treat it at present."

Mrs. Liang still felt it was too scary and firmly disagreed. However, Mr. Liang's attitude seemed not so firm. He asked Wei Zhao: "You have done such a surgery... you have done it many times? I wonder who the miracle doctor is from, so I can be in Luoxiang Mansion?"

Well…

Wei Zhao had expected someone to ask this question and thought about it. However, when he was asked suddenly, he was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses and quickly replied: "My master is a Taoist priest from You Fang. I have followed my master to practice medicine since I was a child. I have met several children who have swallowed foreign objects, and they were all cured by my master with surgery. But the master has passed away..."

As he said that, he was choked up and the person who taught him medical skills would never be seen again. His mentor was probably the one who was good to him in that world.

"Someone did have an operation but didn't die?" Mrs. Liang called Mrs. Liang a little loose, and she was afraid that he would agree so she quickly asked again.

"I haven't heard of it, it's nonsense!" Dong Lin interrupted.

Wei Zhao glanced at him, who is this person? He is whining, can he stop talking?

"Madam, the surgery is to save people, not to kill people. I suggest surgery because I want to cure the young master, not to open his stomach and play with it."

"Then can you guarantee that Wei'er will definitely get better after this surgery?" Mrs. Liang stared in Wei Zhao's eyes, as if she wanted to see clearly whether he was really sure or to bet on his son's life.

"Any surgery is risky. I can't control accidents during surgery and infections after surgery, so I can't guarantee that the surgery will be successful and the young master will recover, but this is at least a hope. And I'm 70% sure." Wei Zhao still persuaded with a good temper.

He has seen many family members like Mrs. Liang in modern times. For the sake of the patient, he has had many similar conversations with his family members, so he has long been accustomed to answering her questions of various kinds.

"You are not sure that you will be cured, and he may still die. If he does not recover after surgery, he will definitely blame me and make him unable to die. It is all my fault. It is because I didn't care about him and let him eat something he shouldn't eat. I can't let him die incompletely..." Mrs. Liang said and cried again.

When Wei Zhao saw that she was not very good at breaking through, he was about to say a few words to Lord Liang. If he decided not to cure him, he would have done his best to the child. He could not perform surgery on the child if his family members disagreed.

"Mr. Liang, I said, I have had this kind of surgery and I am sure that I can cure the young master, but if you ask me 100% guarantee, I really can't do this. What I want to say is that now, 30% of the young master may die, but 70% may be alive. I am willing to do my best to save him, just to have a clear conscience and not leave any regrets in the future. Even if I can't save him, I will do my best. Now, I hope he will survive, so I dare to bet once, he can live, do you dare to bet once with me for the sake of not leaving any regrets in the future."

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Lord Liang's heart. Yes, now, Wei'er is obviously 70% likely to survive. If they give up like this, they will really lose him.

But if he wins a bet, he can live.

Even if he still couldn't survive in the end, then he, a father, had tried his best to treat him, and he would not blame his parents for giving up on him.

Lord Liang thought about it, and everyone turned their eyes to him, waiting for his final decision.

Dong Lin said on the side: "Sir, he also said it was a gambling, which means he was not sure. We can't afford to lose. In this way, sir, give me another day, and I will definitely find the cause of the disease within one day and prescribe the right medicine!"

"Shut up!" Lord Liang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He was not good at medical skills and kept stopping Doctor Wei here, not knowing what his purpose was.

Seeing that Lord Liang was angry, Dong Lin immediately did not dare to speak again. He shut up and stood aside, waiting with everyone for Lord Liang's decision.

Lord Liang lowered his head and thought.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, I agree that you will perform surgery on Wei'er. You can just speak, people, silver, and medicinal materials if you need anything!"

"Master!" Mrs. Liang looked at Mrs. Liang incredibly, as if he had never expected that he would agree.

"Hui Niang, our son will die if he doesn't have surgery. We must take a gamble. Doctor Wei is at least 70% sure, just pretend that for Wei'er..."

Mr. Liang's words shocked Mrs. Liang, and finally threw herself into Mr. Liang's arms, sobbing softly, but no longer objected.

Their attitude made Wei Zhao feel relieved, and he quickly said, "I want a house, which is better to be clean, quiet and bright, and then I need a few new sets of clothes, new cotton, some hot water and strong wine. Finally, I have a request. Since I have decided to treat the young master, I will listen to me."

Lord Liang said: "Yes."

After saying that, he ordered the housekeeper beside him: "You go and prepare things according to the requirements of Doctor Wei, and tell everyone that during the treatment of the young master, you must do your best to fulfill all the requirements of Doctor Wei."

Butler Liu took the order and took a few servants out to prepare the house and things.

Seeing that Lord Liang had agreed and knew that there was no room for his refutation, Dong Lin quietly followed Butler Liu and stepped out. He thought to himself: I was kind, but you didn't appreciate it, so I'll wait for your demise.

Wei Zhao turned around and said to Li Wan'er who had been following him: "Wan'er, I need you to help me this time. I will meet blood and see human internal organs and intestines. Are you afraid?"

He spoke a gentle tone and had firm trust in his eyes.

Wei Zhao made Li Wan'er's heart beat like this, and she nodded: "I'm not afraid."

"Very good, then come here and I will teach you how to recognize things."

Then he took Li Wan'er to the table beside him, opened the medicine box, and took out a set of surgical tools from the clinic under the cover of the medicine box, teaching Li Wan'er which was a scalpel, which was a hemostatic forceps, and which was a stitch...

Li Wan'er is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart and has a good memory. A few days ago, Wei Zhao taught her Arabic numerals, taught her to use a thermometer, and use a blood pressure monitor. She remembered it all once, and repeated it again and remembered it all.

Therefore, even if it is a temporary cram, Wei Zhao has confidence in her.

In order to prevent her from being nervous when she saw the blood, Wei Zhao repeated it several times and asked her to repeat it again, so she felt relieved.
Chapter completed!