At this time, Zhang Changlan immediately introduced the other party: "This is the chairman of our hospital, and he is also..."
Jiang Siming didn't wait for her to finish speaking. He walked over and took out an ID card from his pocket and quietly handed it to her to read.
When the old man saw it, he was surprised and completely trusted Jiang Siming.
"Old man, I want to check Mr. Lin now. Don't worry, I will do my best as long as there is a chance."
"Thank you, thank you. We will cooperate fully." the old man replied.
Mother and daughter Qin Yiyi and Zhang Changlan were both a little curious as to why Jiang Siming gained the old man's trust so quickly.
You must know that when Qin Yiyi first came here, the old man felt that Qin Yiyi was too young and did not trust her at all.
But Jiang Siming just showed her an ID, and the other party was so cooperative.
Both mother and daughter realized that the chairman of their family was indeed no ordinary person.
Jiang Siming began to examine Mr. Lin, and the examination results were the same as what Zhang Changlan said: he had advanced bile duct cancer and was terminally ill.
"How is it? Sir, can my lover be saved?" The old lady looked at Jiang Siming expectantly.
Jiang Siming was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
"What! Really?" The old man was extremely surprised.
Qin Yiyi and Zhang Changlan were surprised and found it a bit unbelievable. How could Jiang Siming say there was such a disease? How could one be sure about this kind of disease?
But then they thought about it, hadn't Qin Yiyi and his father's stomach cancer been cured by him before?
Jiang Siming nodded and said: "It is true, but it is a bit troublesome. It requires Western medicine and Chinese medicine to be treated together. A two-pronged approach can completely eradicate the malignant tumor. However, during this period, Mr. Lin's approval is needed, because after the disease is cured, in the future
I may not be able to walk."
Jiang Siming's treatment method can indeed cure the advanced stage of cholangiocarcinoma, but because the two methods are too irritating, the lower body will be paralyzed.
But this result is already a great blessing among misfortunes. Being alive is already a luxury, but the body is unable to move, and it does not affect the brain.
The old man was quite satisfied and agreed immediately, but it still needed Mr. Lin's consent.
But at this time, Mr. Lin was still in a coma and couldn't be woken up at all.
Jiang Siming walked over and pressed several acupuncture points on his body, and Mr. Lin immediately woke up.
This small gesture has opened everyone's eyes and made the old man confident about his wife's illness.
After Mr. Lin woke up, his first words were to get up and work and get rid of all the data in the computer.
When Jiang Siming heard this, he became more determined to cure him.
Such a great man would never allow him to die of illness so easily in front of him.
Such people should live a healthy and healthy life and grow old slowly.
In the same way as before, he introduced his identity and explained how to deal with this condition.
When Mr. Lin heard about it, the first thing he asked was whether it would affect his research.
With an admiring and moved tone, Jiang Siming told him in a gentle voice that it would not affect his research and would make his health better and better.
After hearing this, Mr. Lin felt relieved and said that he would let Jiang Siming take action.
After successfully communicating with the patient, Jiang Siming asked Qin Yiyi to prepare and start the operation tonight.
When Jiang Siming decided to rescue Mr. Lin, a prompt sounded from the task launcher.
[Random missions have been released, please check them yourself.]
Jiang Siming clicked on it.
[Random Mission]: Save the lives of ten seriously ill patients in the hospital.
[Task Reward]: Reward a random high-quality blue fragment
[Mission failed]: Deduct one random high-quality blue fragment
I didn't expect that visiting a patient in the hospital can also trigger a task.
Jiang Siming accepted this task without thinking. He had to do everything in this task.
Let Mr. Lin rest peacefully and undergo surgery in the evening before Jiang Siming walked out of the ward.
Qin Yiyi chased after him.
"Brother Jiang...can I be your assistant during the surgery at night?"
Jiang Siming glanced at her and saw her pleading face, so he agreed. It just so happened that such a highly dangerous operation really needed a reliable and experienced assistant.
When the three of them got downstairs, they were surrounded by a large group of people.
Jiang Siming turned on his zero degree of presence, but everyone just ignored him and didn't care about him at all.
Jiang Siming also pulled Qin Yiyi out, leaving Zhang Changlan to face everyone's questioning alone.
The two young men covered their mouths and left happily, leaving the blame to Zhang Changlan.
In the evening, Mr. Lin was pushed into the operating room. Amid the anticipation of countless pairs of eyes, Jiang Siming put on surgical clothes and entered the operating room without looking back, followed by Qin Yiyi.
At the beginning of the operation, Jiang Siming was like an old doctor who had undergone countless operations. His rock-solid feeling made people feel that he was not performing cancer surgery, but a minor operation such as appendicitis or tonsil removal.
Qin Yiyi listened very carefully to all Jiang Siming's instructions and took on the role of assistant.
The entire operation was expected to take six hours, but Jiang Siming completed it in only two hours.
The operation process was the smoothest that Qin Yiyi had ever seen since she became a doctor. The technique and level of cutting even amazed her.
If the patient's area requiring surgery is regarded as a stone, every doctor is a stonemason who can carve the stone into something.
But what can be carved into is different, and the level of each doctor determines the quality of each stone.
Most doctors can only carve it into the most ordinary stone, as long as it can ensure that nothing happens to it again.
And some powerful doctors can carve stones into items that look lifelike.
But there are even more powerful doctors who can turn decay into magic and carve these stones into works of art.
Jiang Siming is the latter.
Looking at the surgical incisions and suturing techniques, Qin Yiyi, a talented medical girl, wanted to call Jiang Siming "Master, accept me as a disciple~"
After the operation was completed, Jiang Siming did not rest. He continued to treat Mr. Lin with acupuncture in the operating room. He switched from Western medicine to traditional Chinese medicine. Jiang Siming was very natural and had no sense of disharmony at all.
Time passes little by little, and the treatment of Chinese medicine lasts longer than that of Western medicine.
Another two hours passed, and the lights in the operating room finally dimmed.
Jiang Siming walked out of the operating room. As soon as he walked out, he was faced with the expectant eyes of the Minister.
"The operation was successful, and I will be discharged from the hospital after a few days of rest."
Jiang Siming's words made everyone present heave a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were also very shocked by Jiang Siming's medical skills. This young man had no reputation at all in the medical community.
How could such a disease be cured? If it weren't for Mr. Lin who was pushed out from behind and still breathing slowly, the doctors at the military hospital would have said that Jiang Siming was talking nonsense.