"You mean you have a way, but the success rate is not high, right?"
Zhou Jian's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes.
"You can also say that."
Qin Ming nodded and did not deny it.
"Then what's your success rate?"
Zhou Jian asked cautiously.
"Probably only about 60 to 70 percent."
Qin Ming said truthfully.
"What?"
"Sixty to seventy percent still doesn't count for sure?"
Zhou Jian was stunned and felt the urge to vomit blood.
Famous doctors like Dr. Liu are at a loss to deal with his grandfather's condition. There is no solution at all, let alone a high success rate.
Even if Mr. Qi, who is revered as the master of Chinese medicine in Jiangcheng, comes in person, it is estimated that he will not be more than 30 to 40% sure at most.
But Qin Ming is 60-70% sure. Isn't this high enough?
"You do not understand!"
"For me, not being more than 90% sure is the same as not being sure!"
Qin Ming said seriously.
When he treated Li Qin last night, he was more than 90% sure, which is no different from 100%. He was confident enough to be able to grasp the patient's condition and various changes in the treatment.
But if he was only 60 to 70 percent sure, he would have great concerns.
After all, he is not a regular doctor, and he is incomparable to Qi Lao, the master of Chinese medicine.
Mr. Qi is a recognized medical expert with a great reputation. Even if Mr. Qi cures a person to death, others will think that the patient's condition is too serious and there is no cure. No one will blame Mr. Qi in the future.
.
But he is different. If he cured someone to death, their family members would definitely call him a quack, and they might even ask him to pay for it with his life!
Of course, even if his family does not blame him, he must bear corresponding legal liability just for practicing medicine without a license!
All in all, treating patients and saving lives and acting bravely for justice are two different things. Without absolute certainty, he cannot treat others casually. Otherwise, if he harms the lives of others because of his poor medical skills, he will have a bad conscience for the rest of his life!
"Sir, I really know I was wrong..."
"Just think of it as me begging you, please save my grandpa!"
"All this is my responsibility. No matter whether you can be cured or not, I will never blame you..."
Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Qin Ming with a bang.
"What are you doing?"
"Get up quickly."
Qin Ming was startled and quickly reached out to help Zhou Jian.
"If you don't agree, I won't get up."
Zhou Jian insisted.
"this......"
Qin Ming was in a dilemma. He wanted to agree but had no confidence at all.
Don't agree, the other party's attitude is very sincere, and he is also very filial.
He really couldn't bear to refuse.
"That's all, that's all, I'll try my best..."
Qin Ming sighed and reluctantly agreed.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Zhou Jian was so excited that he thanked him repeatedly and then stood up.