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Nine hundred and forty first chapters - well-behaved assistant

MRI detection room.

"..." Gregory lay on the platform, staring blankly at the machine scanning his legs.

"Well, judging from the current results, there are indeed multiple tumors that are fast--there are three of them discovered so far..." Qian Yu sat in the workshop and curled his lips.

Gregory was silent, bit his lips gently with his teeth, and his hands clenched into fists in a slight trembling.

"Uh, do you need me to ask for a surgery for you? If there is an emergency, you can arrange it immediately, and you can take a break during this period..." Qian Yugang said this, but was interrupted by Gregory.

"How difficult is the surgery?" Gregory asked a question that seemed relevant.

"Relatively speaking, it should be relatively low...3 lumps about 20 mm, with clear boundaries-" Qian Yu made a rough judgment, but in the end he felt that he was showing off his skills in front of the diagnostic experts. "Is the tumors of the mice malignant or benign? I think their anatomical results are more reliable than mine."

"Everyone is, but if the boundaries are clear, it is likely that it is not infiltrated." Gregory thought about it and made a request. "You, record the location of these tumors as accurately as possible."

"Record?" Qianyu was as good as a stream of good deeds, but he didn't know what Gregorian wanted to do.

...

"This is too crazy..." Qian Yu muttered quietly after Gregory. "Mr. Gregory, you really don't think about it..."

"Listen to me, do you understand?" Gregory walked in front of him, and again stood up the cane that had not been used for a long time before. "Please take everything, you don't need to do the rest."

"But, this is really crazy..." Qian Yu looked aggrieved. "Although you are a master of diagnosis, you can do this kind of thing yourself... You can obviously let those people in the hospital do it?"

"No, I have to come in person." Gregory looked downright and rejected Qianyu's suggestion in an extremely arbitrary way. "They... just them? Maybe they will betray my interests for their own jobs: Of course, I am not saying that they don't care about my rights, but they care more about their own, and the safest way is to put all the nearby muscles into one-size-fits-all ways, and while completely destroying my future, they will put a gold to save lives and heal the wounded on their faces."

The reason Qianyu has such a big opinion is that Gregory intends to play a bigger vote - privately, perform a tumor removal surgery on himself.

In Qianyu's opinion, such things can be done by professional doctors, but Gregory insisted that he had to do it himself.

In the previous operation that caused him to lose the same ability as normal humans, he was removed from too much muscle. Even though this time the test drug recovered a considerable amount, it was still lower than the average level in humans. Now, if doctors know that this drug is at risk of cancer and has produced a large number of cancer blocks, they may be able to grow as much as possible in the spirit of stability and remove part of the muscles near the cancer block.

And these may cause Gregory's leg muscle condition, which has just improved, to regress to the initial tragic situation, or even worse.

Therefore, he insisted on having the surgery himself, because only when he had the surgery himself would he truly take into account the idea of ​​"retaining leg functions" that he was most concerned about.

In such concerns, Qianyu said nothing, but just followed Gregori obediently and walked towards Gregori and drove the car here.

This is also the biggest difference between him and Fujiwara, and Hachihara Ai. If it were the other three, he would never obey Gregory's crazy ideas at this time, but Chia's gentle personality made him unable to do such a thing.

Perhaps this is why Gregorian was willing to let him do this together.

...

Meanwhile, Fujiwara House.

"How is your left arm feeling now? Is it getting better?" Holding a large syringe filled with blood in his hand, Firefly used a B-ultrasound instrument to inspect the location of the original large lump on the image, and asked this at the same time.

Judging from the things they pulled out, the [sticky mass] blocking the upper end of Curacao's left arm was actually a blood clot that accumulated there, rather than the so-called [lipoma] they had guessed before.

"Well, it's much better, I can move around - maybe I can leave here in half an hour." Curacao smiled. "So, the culprit of everything is... the group you pulled out?"

"Well, a large blood mass that condensed was almost completely pulled out by us." Firefly wiped the needle tube and then covered it with a plastic cannula. "Maybe because of your trauma or something, it stimulated the body to release too many coagulation factors at one time, and formed such a freak, blocked it on the left arm, causing abnormalities in the arm in a thrombus."

"However, if that's the case, we may need to leave you here for a while." Haibara Ai poured a basin of cold water on Curacao. "From the volume of this blood clot, your body releases an extremely large amount of coagulation factors, and may even be the entire stock in your body. In this case, you may die if you bleed like a hemophilia patient - bleeding for several consecutive days and cannot heal because all coagulation factors have been consumed."

"What do we need to do?" Curacao asked quickly. "Coagulation factor...is there any medicine that can promote its recovery?"

"In the standard process, it should actually be to give you a pack of coagulation factors to directly solve the shortage problem," Firefly said as he looked at the gauze-sealed wound of Curacao. "But... I may not be sure to take this thing out unless Mr. Gregory ordered a prescription for a patient."

"The organization also controls some hospitals, maybe..." Curacao warned. "Don't send me to ordinary hospitals... Otherwise, those people will likely be able to track me down in the ECU based on my trauma."

"Then you need to contact Fujiwara first. I don't count on anything like this. You still have to let Fujiwara or Belmode coordinate the arrangements." Firefly replied softly.

"No need to be so troublesome. I am Rum's subordinate. The power he can call... should be more than Belmode."
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