Rebirth 1992: Beaten by the uncle at the beginning

"Jiayu, Mr. Hu, the child's condition may be serious."

In the office.

Chu Ren's face was a little solemn, his eyes fell on Hu Haifeng's face, and he said in a deep voice: "The disease itself is not serious, but there is nothing we can do. It has been delayed for too long. If I do the surgery now... even with my condition

With medical skills, including the most authoritative experts in the hospital, the success rate is only about 70%."

"That is to say, there is still a 30% chance that the child will..."

The following words were not finished, but Hu Haifeng and Zhang Jiayu looked at each other and understood what Chu Ren said.

"Think about it carefully. Our hospital is also a famous hospital in China. Although the risk is not great, there is no guarantee after all."

Seeing Hu Haifeng's frown, Chu Ren thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "If there is no treatment, there are still a few years left, but if... you go out, I will discuss it with some experts to see if there is any problem."

A better way.”

After hearing this, Hu Haifeng's brain buzzed and went blank.

He clenched his fist tightly, feeling helplessly angry for no reason.

The success rate is only 70%... It may seem high, but the 30% mortality rate is definitely a huge mountain weighing on Hu Haifeng and Zhou Shuya's heads!

After all, the price of failure is his daughter’s life!

"Okay, Uncle Chu, I'm sorry."

Seeing that something was wrong with Hu Haifeng's mood, Zhang Jiayu quickly said goodbye to Chu Ren, pulled Hu Haifeng and left the office.

After walking out of the office, the two of them walked side by side in the corridor without speaking, and the atmosphere was slightly depressed.

At this moment, Hu Haifeng's face was expressionless, but he exuded the aura of keeping strangers away from him, with a bit of evil aura, which made Zhang Jiayu feel a little frightened.

This was the first time that he saw Hu Haifeng's emotion and he didn't dare to breathe.

Sure enough, for a perfect man like Brother Hu, perhaps the only thing that can make him crazy is his family...

"What, Brother Hu." The two of them walked to the end of the corridor, looked out the window, and were silent for a moment. Zhang Jiayu finally said bravely, "What do you think?"

Hu Haifeng looked out the window at the busy traffic without saying a word, his expression surprisingly calm.

After a moment, he turned around and walked downstairs, responding with a trembling voice: "Thirty percent mortality rate, my idea is useless, I want to discuss it with Shuya."

Zhang Jiayu sighed secretly and quickly followed.

In the inpatient department, in a single ward on the upper floor.

"Mom, how long will we stay here?"

Shanshan sat on the hospital bed and looked at Zhou Shuya curiously. The latter took out the utensils diligently. She was ready to take care of the girl in the hospital for a long time.

"After Shanshan finishes the operation, we can rest for a few days and then we can go home!"

Zhou Shuya smiled tenderly, turned around and said softly: "When Shanshan is discharged from the hospital, mother will take you to eat candied haws, beef noodles, steamed buns...eat lots and lots of delicious food, okay?"

"Okay!" Shanshan grinned and responded sweetly.

She seemed to have thought of something again, and added: "Shanshan still needs to go to kindergarten!"

"Okay!" Zhou Shuya nodded with a smile.

"Creak!"

At this moment, Hu Haifeng and Zhang Jiayu opened the door and walked in.

"What's wrong with you guys?"

Zhou Shuya looked over and spoke with a smile, but before she could finish her words, she saw her man's face sinking, and her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly asked.

Hu Haifeng was silent and glanced at Zhang Jiayu: "Jiayu, you stay with the girl for a while, Shuya and I will go out and have a chat."

"good!"

Zhang Jiayu couldn't bear to look at Zhou Shuya, so he agreed in a muffled voice, got together with the girl, and coaxed the little girl with a forced smile.

Hu Haifeng stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Shuya, and the two turned and walked out of the ward.

"What's wrong? Why does your face look so ugly..."

Zhou Shuya suppressed her uneasiness, smiled softly, and stayed with Hu Haifeng: "Is there something wrong with the girl's examination?"

"Um……"

Hu Haifeng turned around and glanced in the direction of the ward. His eyes were slightly red: "Honey, our child's examination has come out. Even if several experts perform the operation, the success rate is only 70%..."

No one can understand him, and he thinks that he can change everything after being reborn, but if he still cannot save the girl's life, he will be immersed in grief for the rest of his life...

Wow!

When Zhou Shuya heard this, her pretty face was also pale: "I, I asked the doctor before, and he said that as long as he raised enough money, he could perform surgery on the girl... Was the examination wrong?"

Hu Haifeng shook his head in silence and asked after a moment: "...then what do you think?"

Zhou Shuya raised her head and looked at her man with bright eyes, her eyes full of determination: "Do the surgery!"

Being a mother means being strong. At this moment, Zhou Shuya clenched her fists and said firmly: "The success rate of 70% is not low... We should believe in the girl, the girl can do it..."

As she said that, her voice became a little softer: "Girl, I can do it..."

Hearing this, Hu Haifeng reached out and hugged Zhou Shuya into his arms: "Then do it."

…

In the next two days, Chu Ren and several authoritative doctors began to conduct various examinations on Shanshan, draw blood tests, take films... and searched for any method that could improve the success rate, which made Hu Haifeng extremely grateful.

Shanshan was a little frightened by such a big battle, and shrank back a little. She even cried out of fright due to the frequent inspections, which made Hu Haifeng and Zhou Shuya feel heartbroken.

On this day, Chu Ren brought the two of them into the office again.

"Preparations have been made. We will work overtime tonight to perform the surgery on the little girl. At least one-third of the hospital's resources will be devoted to the little one. The success rate is very high. You don't need to worry too much."

Chu Ren sat behind the table, looking a little tired: "But we still can't slack off. Even if the success rate is high, the risks still exist. You must let your children stabilize their mentality."

"Excuse me, Uncle Chu!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Haifeng quickly came to Chu Ren with a solemn expression and bowed deeply: "No matter what the outcome is, your kindness will be something I, Hu Haifeng, will never forget in my life."

"Uncle Chu, the surgery... please!"

Zhang Jiayu also bent over.

Chu Ren was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and waved his hand: "You guys go, I'm old, I need to have a good rest and carefully prepare for the surgery tonight."

"good!"

When Hu Haifeng heard this, he immediately pulled Zhang Jiayu and left quickly.

…

Around 7 p.m.

Three or four nurses pushed the girl into the operating room. Zhou Shuya, with red eyes, stood outside the door in a panic, while Hu Haifeng and Zhang Jiayu sat aside, puffing away one after another.

Chu Ren led five or six doctors, nodded to Hu Haifeng and others, and quickly entered the operating room.

The operation begins...

Evening, Pingshan City.

Zhou family.

"Mom, why don't you cook for me tonight?"

Zhou Tao had a busy day at a fast food restaurant. When he got home, he immediately started yelling unhappily.

He walked out of the living room and found the old couple sitting in the yard, looking sad and paying no attention to him at all.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Tao was stunned, then walked over quickly and scratched his head: "Did you two lose their money? You look so ugly?"

"Your niece is undergoing surgery. Her condition is hard to say. Are you still in the mood to eat?"

Zhou Aiguo glanced at Zhou Tao, snorted coldly, touched his pocket, found no cigarette, and fell silent again.

"ah?"

Zhou Tao was stunned. He was silent for a moment, took out cigarettes from his arms, handed one to Zhou Aiguo, and waited with him.

The atmosphere is full of solemnity...