Chang Wei thought for a moment and said: "According to my preliminary diagnosis, part of the nerves in the old man's brain are necrotic, which causes the old man to have splitting headaches from time to time!"

Chen Yuanyuan on the side also nodded slightly, expressing her affirmation of Chang Wei's diagnosis.

When Mr. Wu heard that the nerves in his brain were necrotic, he sighed softly and asked: "Dr. Chang, don't be so pretentious. Just tell me, how long can I live?"

Chang Wei looked at Mr. Wu and said, "Old leader, please forgive me."

"It's okay to just say it! My old man has lived for seventy or eighty years. What big storms and waves have he never seen? As the old saying goes, seventy-three or eighty-four, if the king of hell doesn't ask you to go! I'm over seventy-three, do I still care about life and death? Tell me. !" The old man said extremely openly.

"Okay, then let's speak frankly, junior."

Chang Wei said: "Part of the nerves in the old man's head gradually became necrotic, causing the old man's headache. As time goes by, the necrotic nerves in the old man's brain gradually expand, and it will also affect the old man's physical functions. In serious cases, it may …”

"What will happen?" Others asked quickly.

"The old man will become hemiplegic, or even paralyzed." Chang Wei sighed softly and continued: "Even, the old man will directly..."

Chang Wei's next words were not spoken, and the meaning was self-evident.

Mr. Wu then asked: "Young man, just tell me directly, under good circumstances, how long can I live?"

Chang Wei said bitterly: "Old man, under good circumstances, you can still live... for three months, but if it gets worse, it will probably be... with all due respect, only one month."

Wow!

Chang Wei's words caused the expressions of those present to change drastically.

After hearing this, the old man said calmly: "Enough is enough! I have lived my life well! Then I will eat well and drink well to spend the last time."

"Old leader, Dr. Chang might be able to find a treatment, don't worry."

Someone advised.

"That's right, old leader, don't give up on yourself." Someone else said.

"Doctor Chang, in your opinion, how should I treat the old man?" At this time, others looked at Chang Wei and asked.

Chang Wei glanced at Chen Yuanyuan, who said: "Brother, please tell me."

"Okay, let me say it."

Chang Wei nodded and said: "Everyone, let me tell you the truth, I do have a treatment plan."

oh?

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard there was a treatment plan. As long as there was a treatment plan, it would be great!

In order to express himself, Yan Hui immediately said: "Dr. Chang, I knew you would not let us down if I invited you here. What treatment plan can you tell me?"

Chang Wei glanced at him and said, "My treatment plan is to perform a craniotomy on the old man."

Craniotomy?!

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

You know, the human brain is as complex as the universe, so performing a craniotomy is no child’s play!

Even Mr. Wu's face changed when he heard that he wanted to open his head.

The old man was not afraid of death, but the thought of using a knife to open his head made him panic.

Chang Wei continued: "Yes, craniotomy. Part of the nerves in the old man's head are necrotic. I can only do craniotomy for the old man. Through surgery, the necrotic nerves will be cut off, so that other nerves will not be affected... It's just that …”

Chang Wei hesitated for a moment when he said this.

Others quickly asked: "Just what?"

"It's just that the risk of this operation is extremely high, and the success rate is extremely low." Chang Wei said in a solemn voice.

"What's the risk? What's the success rate?" Yan Hui asked hurriedly.

"There is an 80% risk, and the success rate is less than 20%! Once a risk occurs, the old man can only..."

Chang Wei once again speaks for itself.

The success rate is less than 20%?!
Chapter completed!