I Can Copy All the Skills

Zhuang Lingfeng drove to the nearest hospital, Jiangzhou People's Hospital, and when he was on the way, he called the director and asked them to arrange for him to be checked immediately.

After all, he is also the president of Jiangke University. The hospital is selling his face. When he arrived at the hospital, he immediately checked him.

Results came out soon.

"Principal Zhuang, you really have a tumor in your brain. And it's not too small." After receiving a call from Zhuang Lingfeng, the dean personally arranged for Dr. Tong, a brain specialist hired from abroad, to examine him.

Looking at the test results, Dr. Tong's brows furrowed tightly.

"What? Is there really a tumor in my brain?" Zhuang Lingfeng looked at the picture, completely stunned.

After a while, he said with trembling hands and feet, "Tong... Doctor Tong, will this tumor of mine threaten my life? How much risk will it be if it is removed by surgery? "

After studying for a while, Dr. Tong said with a bitter face: "Principal Zhuang, your tumor has begun to oppress your nerves. It must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise, you can only last for a year at most."

"Fortunately, you found it in time. If you do the surgery now, I'm 30% sure, and the top experts in China should have a 50% success rate. If you go abroad, find the top experts. Doctors do this operation, and the success rate can reach 60%. If it is found after a month, even the top doctors abroad, I am afraid that they are not even 10% sure. "

Zhuang Lingfeng said with a pale face: "Even if you go abroad to find the top doctor, there is only a 60% success rate? That is to say, there is a high possibility of failure?"

"Yes, and even if the operation is successful, there will be no sequelae in the future. I don't know. President Zhuang, you also study medicine, so you should know how difficult it is to perform an operation in your mind."

"If there is no way for Western medicine here, then, Doctor Tong, what do you think of traditional Chinese medicine?" Zhuang Lingfeng suddenly thought of Gu Hong and Yin Jing.

Dr. Tong shook his head: "Traditional Chinese medicine? With all due respect, Chinese medicine is just pretending to be a ghost, treating diseases? They are not good at it."

Zhuang Lingfeng raised his head and looked at Dr. Tong, "but, my tumor is a Chinese medicine doctor, and it can be seen with the naked eye."

"What? How is this possible? With the naked eye, you can see that you have a tumor? It's absolutely impossible...A fantasy, it's just a fantasy..." Dr. Tong doesn't believe that someone's naked eyes can be more accurate than instruments .

"Yeah, that's the truth."

Zhuang Lingfeng was in despair, and there was a glimmer of hope. Without looking back, he drove to "Ziyunxuan".

Before and after this, it was only twenty minutes.

"Yin... Doctor Yin, I beg you, save me..." After pushing the door open, Zhuang Lingfeng knelt in front of Yin Jing with a thud.

"Xiao Zhuang, you...you...what happened? Could it be...isn't it?" Chen Ping's face became a little unnatural. Like Zhuang Lingfeng, she actually didn't believe in Yin Jing.

But the contrast between Zhuang Lingfeng's performance before and after is too great.

"Professor Chen, I went to the hospital for an examination just now, and there really was a tumor in my brain. The doctor said that if I want to remove the tumor in my brain, the success rate of surgery in China is only 40% at most. Even if you go abroad, you can only find 60% of the top doctors for surgery."

"Doctor Yin, I don't want to die yet, I beg you to save me. I was rude just now, it was my fault, I beg you..."

As he talked, Zhuang Lingfeng was a little incoherent, with snot and tears, extremely miserable.

Chen Ping opened her mouth wide and looked at Yin Jing in horror. This little uncle is so powerful, you can see that he has a tumor with the naked eye?

Is he really more powerful than Uncle Gu Hong?

"Brother,

Tumor in the brain, is there anything you can do? "Yin Jing did not directly agree to Zhuang Lingfeng, but instead asked Gu Hong.

Gu Hong shook his head and said, "If it is prescribed medicine, it can only be relieved, it is of little use, and the speed of relief is not as fast as it may spread. If you want to get rid of the tumor, you can only use acupuncture, but I don't think so. There is no certainty..."

Zhuang Lingfeng's face showed a tragic look, and his heart fell instantly.

Even Senior Guhong can't do anything, so am I...

Do you really have to go abroad?

However, once he goes abroad to find a top doctor to see a doctor, it will not be a matter of one or two days. I am afraid that he will have to step down as the president of Jiangke University.

At the same time, it is impossible for him to achieve higher achievements in his life.

There is one radish and one pit in the country, even if he is cured and returned, he will no longer have his place.

Yin Jing thought for a while and said slowly: "Principal Zhuang, I can treat your tumor, but with my skill, it may take three times to completely remove your tumor."

"What? Completely clear it?" Zhuang Lingfeng was a little stunned, and even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

And Gu Hong showed an incredible look: "Junior Brother, can you really remove the tumor in Xiaozhuang's brain?"

"Yes, but it consumes a lot of my skill. Therefore, I have to divide it three times to clear it. If I have senior brother's skill, one time is enough."

In fact, the tumor in Zhuang Lingfeng's brain is not big, it's just the location where it was born. It is difficult to perform surgery. If Western medicine is used, a craniotomy is required, and the risk of surgery is very high.

"Really? Doctor Yin, thank you, thank you..." Zhuang Lingfeng gave birth to a glimmer of hope, but at the moment he was still very uneasy, after all, until there is no cure, everything is still unknown.

Zhuang Lingfeng also wanted Yin Jing to treat him now, but considering that everyone just sat down and hadn't eaten, it was a bit inappropriate.

But Yin Jing also said: "President Zhuang, it's not too late. After we eat, we will go to Professor Fang's house, or go to the hospital, and I will give you acupuncture."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much..." Zhuang Lingfeng was very grateful. He had only been the principal for a few years, and he still wanted to show off his skills.

If it wasn't for Yin Jing, he wouldn't even know that he had a tumor in his brain. When he found out naturally, he might really be out of luck.

"Dad, Mom, Uncle Shi..." Not long after, a middle-aged couple walked up, a man with a Chinese character face and a righteous look, very similar to Fang Tianze.

The woman was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a pair of black glasses and professional attire, very capable.

Fang Tianze immediately stood up and said, "Qi Ming, Wan'er, come, let me introduce you to you, this is my little uncle, your little uncle..."

"What?" Fang Qiming and Tang Wan'er frowned almost at the same time. One of them is the number one leader of Jiangzhou City, and the other is the leader of education. Now they want to call one, a young man who is so much younger than himself, called Uncle Shi?

The two looked at each other with a feeling of being stuck in their throats.