Professor Guo's son rushed back from abroad, extremely anxious.

Mrs. Guo said to him: "I have been asking the hospital for surgery these two days, but they don't do it. They want to kill your father. The expert Du said that your father will not live for three days, and he will die tomorrow dawn. Save your father quickly."

Professor Guo’s son had no idea. He followed his stepmother’s words and found Vice President Yan Fuming and said, “I hope the hospital can perform surgery on my father immediately.”

Yan Fuming insisted: "Your father only has cerebral atherosclerosis and there are no signs of surgery. What surgery should he do?"

"But he is now critically ill, so what do you say?"

"This doesn't mean he needs surgery. We have had a test and your father really doesn't need surgery."

Professor Guo’s son said: “My stepmother said that there is a Chinese medicine expert named Du, who said surgery is necessary, and I hope you will have another examination.”

Yan Fuming had no choice but to say, "Since you ask, let's do another inspection, and arrange it immediately."

The inspection results came out soon.

Tao Ran was the first to get the result. He was the attending physician. When he saw it, he was stunned and handed the test result to Yan Fuming.

Yan Fuming glanced at it, stood up without saying a word, and said in disbelief: "Is it really a subdural hematoma?"

"But the head CT he did when he was admitted to the hospital did not show it."

"I looked carefully and found that there were some images supported at that time, but it was very blurry. Maybe the hematoma occurred in the past few days and the bleeding volume increased significantly, which showed that it appeared."

"What are you hesitating about? Have surgery now!"

Tao Ran said worriedly: "But the patient's condition is very bad now, he is in a coma, his pupils on both sides are dilated, and his light reaction disappears. It is probably too late."

"I have to do it too late. Take a dead horse as a living horse! Grandma, this Du guy is right again, I'm so angry. A young Chinese medicine doctor has been right several times. What kind of luck has he left?"

Then Vice President Yan pointed at Tao Ran and said, "I will notify the patient's family quickly and the surgery will be done immediately."

Tao Ran wiped his cold sweat and quickly agreed.

He called Mrs. Guo and Professor Guo's son and showed them CT, and said in a heavy voice: "Sorry, we may have really misdiagnosed before. The patient is really a subdural hematoma. He is in danger of life. He must have urgent surgery to see if he can be saved, otherwise he will not live tomorrow."

Mrs. Guo certainly didn't believe that Chinese medicine doctor Du Jie could see the condition of brain surgery, but Du Jie's words became the basis for her medical disputes. Who made that young Chinese medicine doctor also an expert?

Her purpose was to force the hospital to undergo surgery. Professor Guo is so old that he will most likely die on the operating table. Unexpectedly, it is proved that Du Jie is right and does need emergency surgery to help his life.

Now Mrs. Guo quit.

Mrs. Guo slapped the table and roared: "You are taking human life. You have asked you to have surgery before, but you must not listen. Now my husband is about to die, but you are going to have surgery. Is this sincerely trying to use his body to practice knife, right? Why are you so cruel? He is going to die. He has made such a great contribution to the country and has taught and educated people for decades, but in the end he has become a target for your practice. Are you shameless? I don't agree, I want him to leave calmly!"

Tao Ran found that the problem was wrong and quickly came out to call Vice President Yan Fuming to tell the situation.

Yan Fuming was stunned. He now understood that this woman actually tried to kill the old professor in a different way, so as to inherit the inheritance and find a new love.

Yan Fuming had no choice but to rush to the department and persuade Professor Guo's son, hoping that his son would agree to the operation.

However, Mrs. Guo is now clearly opposed to the operation, and the old professor's son has no opinion and his stepmother is very strong. He can only listen to the stepmother, so he couldn't understand after talking for a long time.

Yan Fuming decided to find a helper.

He immediately called Goatbeard and other old experts.

Goathu and others heard that the diagnosis of CT was indeed a subdural hematoma. They couldn't help but tremble and hurried to the brain surgery office. After taking the CT test sheet and watching it repeatedly, they were sweating coldly, and their expressions were very awkward: "Xiao Du of the Chinese Medicine Department was really confused. It was really a subdural hematoma. Oh my God, the hematoma occupied a lot, and the surrounding brain tissues were dead. Can this surgery be saved?"

"What else should I do? Do you watch the old professor die?"

"Then let's take the surgery quickly. Haven't the patient's family always asked for surgery?"

"Now she doesn't agree with the operation again. It seems that this is a medical dispute. Her purpose is to kill the old professor and inherit the inheritance. Our brain surgery department is in trouble now and encounter such a dead goblin."

Several old professors looked at each other, and their intestines were regretful.

It would have been great if Du Jie pointed out that an emergency surgery was required a few days ago that they would listen to Du Jie's opinions. Now it's too late, even if the patient undergoes surgery, he will most likely die. If he doesn't do it, he will definitely die.

While discussing, Mrs. Guo had already rushed into the office, grabbed the goatee directly, and poked his finger on his forehead: "Damn old man, you killed my husband. I clearly asked you to have surgery, but you didn't listen."

Yan Fuming was angry, slapped the table heavily and shouted: "It is you who wants to have the surgery, and it is you who will not allow the surgery now. What are your intentions? Let me tell you that patients may die if they have surgery, but they will definitely die if they do not have surgery. Even if you are 20% sure, you should not give up. You actually want to give up your last chance. Are you going to kill him?"

A group of experts surrounded the old professor's son and persuaded him, while Vice President Yan scolded Mrs. Guo for the purpose of attracting attention.

This trick really worked. The old professor's son finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I agree to the operation."

Mrs. Guo firmly opposed it, but Yan Fuming said happily: "As long as the old professor's son agrees to the operation, we have the right to operate, and your objection is ineffective."

The old professor's son signed the surgery consent form and immediately arranged the surgery.

Mrs. Guo was crying and making a fuss, and was just helpless. Suddenly, she saw Du Jie standing not far away, putting her hands in the pocket of the white coat, as if she was watching the excitement. Her eyes rolled, she ran over and said to Du Jie: "I have something to say to you alone, do you think it's okay?"

Du Jie nodded and pointed to the corner: "Let's talk there."

The two of them came to the corner, and Mrs. Guo looked around. No one was there, and said in a low voice: "You can find a way for me to not let my husband take the surgery. As long as you agree, I will give you 500,000 immediately."

Du Jie frowned: "I don't understand why, isn't your husband alive?"

"Doctor Du, you are also a young man. I am not yet thirty years old this year. If he wants to survive, I have to guard him. How many years will I have to stay. I can still marry a good family now. I have to wait until I die in my forties or fifties. If I look for him again, it will be difficult to find him."

Du Jie nodded: "I understand, do you want him to remarry if he dies?"

"It's fine if you understand. I'll transfer 500,000 to you now. You must help me with the surgery."

Then he took out his cell phone without saying a word and said, "Please, I know you have a way."

Du Jie thought for a while and said, "This is the case. Go and tell them that you agree, but ask me to participate in the operation. Only when I am on the operating table can I find a way to help you."

“No problem.”

Mrs. Guo walked to the door of the operating room and shouted: "It's okay to have surgery, but I have a condition. My husband only believes in traditional Chinese medicine, so I ask Dr. Du from the Chinese medicine department to participate in the surgery, otherwise I will never agree, unless you kill me first."

The old professor's son just insisted on signing the surgery consent form, but he was still somewhat afraid of his stepmother. Hearing that she said this, he also said to Yan Fuming: "Please let Dr. Du, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, participate in the surgery."
Chapter completed!