At 8 o'clock in the evening, Li Jing came out of the hospital conference room with the information in hand.
She frowned and knocked on the door of the lounge.
Yang Hongxing, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes: "Director Li, is the plan coming out?"
"Mr. Yang, the plan has come out."
Li Jing exhaled a long breath, then plucked up the courage to speak:
"The patient's condition is not optimistic. In the past two hours, he had multiple bleeding again."
"And there are also signs of rupture in the pulmonary artery stuck by bone spurs."
"If this situation continues, Miss Yang may not be able to hold on tomorrow at noon."
"So after 20 medical experts from four hospitals decided to perform thoracic surgery on Ms. Yang tonight."
She straightened her body slightly: "I will take the knife myself!"
"Thoracic surgery?"
Yang Jianxiong frowned slightly: "Can the patient be so weak?"
Yang Qianxue is now fragile, and Yang Jianxiong is worried that she can't withstand such a major operation.
Li Jing bit her lips and said, "It's not a problem to do a good job."
Yang Hongxing's eyes turned cold: "How sure is the operation successful?"
Li Jing's smile was a little stiff, but she still told her truthfully: "Everywhere!"
A layer of sweat oozing out of her forehead. The operation was extremely risky. Maybe Yang Qianxue couldn't get off the operating table, but she couldn't let Yang Qianxue continue to drag it down.
In fact, there are experts who are more suitable for her to do things, but because it is related to Yang Hongxing, they are all under great pressure, so in the end, Li Jing can only go on the battlefield in person.
"40%?"
Yang Hongxing's hand shook, then he clenched tightly, and the blue veins protruded:
"Gather experts from all sides and discuss for half an evening, and then you tell me that I'm only sure about it?"
Judging from his experience, 40% of what Li Jing did was probably still in an ideal state, and he was only 20% true. How could he not be angry?
Li Jing had no way out, so she could only face tit:
"Mr. Yang, I understand your mood, but this is our best plan."
"I know you are dissatisfied, but that's the case. It's useless if you kill us and demolish the hospital."
"Your daughter's injuries are complicated, and the pressures brought by your identity are the risks caused by surgery are much higher than those of ordinary people."
"And she also has congenital heart disease, and she will easily die suddenly if she is accidentally, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty of the operation, and the risk of the operation will naturally increase in geometric proportions."
"So the success rate of the surgery is extremely low."
"40% is our greatest effort."
She kicked the ball to Yang Hongxing: "In the end, it's up to you to decide whether to do this surgery."
"A bunch of waste!"
Yang Hongxing was furious when he heard this, and the teacup suddenly smashed to the ground and shattered.
Li Jing was silent.
"You guys are so useless."
Yang Hongxing's mouth was dry and his chest was undulating. He was gasping for breath. His eyes were staring at Li Jing tightly, and his brain felt blank.
He never expected that his daughter's condition was so bad.
Then, he said, "Don't give her surgery first, 40% sure, that is to let Qianxue die."
"Didn't you say she can hold on until noon tomorrow? Then continue to stabilize her condition for me. I have invited the miracle doctor to come."
"Let's talk after they see Qianxue."
"During this period, if Qianxue's situation worsens, I'll ask you."
Yang Hongxing placed his hope on the miracle doctor from Zhonghai.
Li Jing was stunned at first, then relaxed: "I understand, I will definitely stabilize Qianxue's situation."
Although she felt that more than 20 Dragon Capital experts were helpless and that the miracle doctors invited by Yang Hongxing were difficult to work, it was a good thing to get out of her.
"If Mr. Yang needs it, Boai Hospital will do its best to cooperate."
Li Jing's voice became softer: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, Qianxue is auspicious and heavenly appearance, and there will be no trouble."
Yang Jianxiong, who came back from the bathroom, frowned when he heard the conversation. He did not push the door and walked back to the lounge, but turned around and left the hospital.
He drove towards the Sixth Party Branch at a speed.
Fifteen minutes later, he appeared at the door of the branch office, stopped the car and walked into the hall without even taking the key.
Yang Jianxiong was anxious to go to the detention room to find Ye Fan.
As a result, he was stunned as soon as he entered the hall.
Ye Fan was not locked up, sat in the police division hall, and diagnosed dozens of police officers lined up one by one.
All the patients who were treated on the spot were surprised.
They have been working on the front line all year round, and almost all have three high symptoms, including stomach disease, liver disease, waist and leg disease, and heart disease. It is difficult to cure it if they don’t have time to treat it, so it is very tormenting.
Now Ye Fan can relieve the pain by taking a few injections, so naturally they are all grateful. When they hear that taking a few medicines can be completely cured, they cheered even more.
Liu Hanyan also had a smile on her face. The dysmenorrhea, which was worse than death for years, improved, which made her feel that Ye Fan was more and more pleasing to her.
Therefore, Ye Fan not only did not have a cold bench in the branch office, but instead enjoyed a lot of food and drink, which was even more popular than Yang Jianxiong and others.
"Uncle, I'm worried that you will be sad all day long, but I didn't expect you to live a more comfortable life than me."
Yang Jianxiong rushed forward with a quick step, grabbed Ye Fan's wrist and shouted:
"Let's go, go to the hospital with me and save Qianxue back."
Ye Fan staggered while gnawing on the sandwich, saying, "No, no, I'm not released bail yet."
Liu Hanyan and the others also echoed: "Yes, Yang Shu, Ye Fan can't leave."
"Bat for bail."
Yang Jianxiong shouted to Liu Hanyan and the others: "I'll guarantee Ye Fan, he ran away, I'll go to jail!"
Then, he stuffed Ye Fan into the car and stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.
On the way forward, Yang Jianxiong told Ye Fan about the situation and the cannon, and also told him about the passing of the horse falling off.
Ye Fan was not curious about Yang Qianxue riding a horse. Last time she went to Dongli Courtyard, she was passionate about equestrianism. He was just a little surprised that Song Hongyan also appeared in the horse farm.
If this woman doesn’t rescue herself properly, why are she going to the racecourse to do?
Then, he dispelled the joke and turned to think about how to save Yang Qianxue.
He has no feelings for the Yang family, but he has a close relationship with Yang Baoguo and Yang Jianxiong brothers, and he has to give this face.
The car was fast, and ten minutes later, Ye Fan appeared in Boai with Yang Jianxiong.
Yang Jianxiong did not go to find his elder brother, and took Ye Fan to the intensive care unit. After telling him about the injury, he also examined the photos for him.
Finally, Yang Jianxiong looked at Ye Fan and spoke:
"Ye Fan, I know that my brother is harsh on you and has caused you a lot of grievances. I'll say sorry to you for him."
He bowed: "I just hope you are a lot of adults, don't bother with him, and save Qianxue."
Ye Fan supported Yang Jianxiong: "You are polite to the Commission Yang. I am such a tiny person, I won't come with you."
"Thank you, Ye Fan. I won't talk about the matter for now. I will clarify it slowly in the future. Do you have to see the patient first?"
Yang Jianxiong opened the door and asked Ye Fan to go in to check the situation: "Ye Fan, are you sure to save Qianxue?"
Ye Fan scanned the photo, took Yang Qianxue's pulse again, and finally nodded: "I'm sure!"