"I'm afraid I won't live much longer?" Liusu took over Tang Zongyao's words and asked with a gentle smile, "Then tell me, if I have surgery, will it ensure that I will live healthy to old age?"
This is another very serious question. Tang Zongyao did not dare to draw a conclusion. He just made an estimate and said, "At least I can live longer."
"What's the use of living for a long time? I can't see anything, I can't go anywhere, I can't see the beauty I want to see. Living for a long time will be painful, so I won't do any surgery, but thank you anyway.
kindness."
Many times, the result she received was that the success rate of the operation was only 20% certain, and even if it was 20%, it also included the possibility that she would become blind.
It is better to be blind until the day you die than to be blind and unable to see anything.
Anyway, she has returned from traveling around the world, and if she really dies next, she will have no regrets.
She had said so, and Tang Zongyao had nothing to say, so he walked over and handed her a business card, "Next, maybe your life is not particularly easy. If you feel uncomfortable, you can call me at any time."
When she was in a coma, he carefully observed her CT scan and found that the situation was not optimistic. Maybe what she would suffer from next was not just a minor problem of dizziness and headache.
Liusu took the business card and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Dr. Tang."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the ward.
As soon as Liusu left, the phone in the pocket of Tang Zongyao's white coat rang. He took it out and saw that it was an insider.
He pressed answer, and a woman's pleasant voice came from the other party, "Dean, we have a visitor."
guest?
As soon as he turned his eyes, he probably guessed who it was without having to think about it.
After putting away the phone, he arrived at the dean's office from the neurology building in two minutes. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the sofa.
"I thought you wouldn't come. I, Tang Zongyao, have been practicing all my life to invite you, Professor Leng." Tang Zongyao stepped forward and hugged Leng Xiao, feeling indescribably excited.
Leng Xiao pushed him away, pretending to be indifferent, "Then I'll go."
"Hey, I've already come, there's no reason to go back." He pulled Leng Xiao to sit down, the secretary made some tea, and the three of them drank while looking at each other.
"When did you arrive? Why didn't you let me pick you up?"
Leng Xiao took a sip of tea, put down the cup gracefully, looked at Tang Zongyao and said, "I just arrived yesterday. No, I knew you were busy, so I came here early in the morning."
"Haha, brothers are brothers." Tang Zongyao laughed three times, patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder, and said boldly: "Since we have just arrived, don't rush to work. Let's go. Please go out and have a good rest.
One day, work the day after tomorrow.”
Leng Xiao pursed his lips and chuckled, but did not respond.
Wushuang continued, "President Tang, since Brother Xiao came directly to the hospital, he has made his purpose clear. If you have any difficult questions, you should discuss them as soon as possible and resolve the issues first!"
Looking at the sweet and serious girl next to him, Tang Zongyao felt a little embarrassed.
"What Miss Wushuang said is that solving problems is a big deal." Looking at Leng Xiao in the blink of an eye, Tang Zongyao said, "But at the moment, there are no big problems. I just met a woman who I have never seen since I started practicing medicine in my life.
The strangest-looking tumor I have ever seen, and it also grows in the most dangerous place, at the center of the three intersections of the optic nerve, hearing nerve, and brain nerve. It's a pity..."
