516: C516 Success Rate of Operation with a Narrow Survival Rate

C516 Success Rate of Operation with a Narrow Survival Rate

Old Dr. Faang and the family doctors had reached an agreement.

Indeed, when faced with such a large problem that required surgery, being sent to a hospital as soon as possible was the best course of action.

The hospital has perfect facilities, as well as a variety of medical devices, can give the injured the best treatment environment.

A common sense thing like this could be said to be known by most people.

Even if the surrounding guests heard Old Dr. Faang's opinion, they would still feel that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Then... "Then I'll immediately ask the company to send a car over..."

Yang Xuan was still in a state of shock, so when she heard someone raise a suggestion, she quickly accepted it.

She took out her phone in a fluster and was about to make a call.

However, just at that time, Liu Lei suddenly spoke up to stop them.

"No!" I can't send her to the hospital! "

Yang Xuan suddenly stopped and looked at Liu Lei in confusion.

Maybe it was because Liu Lei showed his excellent massage skill.

Or maybe it was because she had a good impression of Liu Lei.

In short, she subconsciously listened to Liu Lei's words.

However, she didn't know why Liu Lei wanted to stop her from sending Wu Qingyue to the hospital.

She no longer needed to ask this question because Old Dr. Faang had already asked:

"Young lad Liu Lei, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and send the wounded to the hospital!"

"Didn't you say there was a clot in her brain? "Then why don't you let her go to the hospital?"

"Old Dr. Faang, before I answer your question, I have to ask you a question."

Liu Lei slowly paced back and forth. Then, he asked in a soft voice:

"Do you think it's easy to get rid of such a large bruise on the nerve center?"

"Well... It must be hard to get rid of them. We must get the best brain surgeon to handle the knife in order to minimize the risk. "

Although Old Dr. Faang didn't know why Liu Lei asked this question, he still thought about it seriously and answered.

"Then how low is the lowest risk?"

"In other words, what is the success rate?"

Liu Lei did not stop and continued to ask.

Hearing these two questions, Old Dr. Faang finally understood what Liu Lei really meant.

He frowned and replied, "With our current medical technology, the success rate is indeed very low."

"In addition, with such a large amount of blood clot, it will undoubtedly increase the difficulty even further, making the success rate of the operation even lower."

"Then how low is the success rate? Can you tell everyone?"2

Liu Lei asked lightly.

Yang Xuan and the others all turned their gazes to Old Dr. Faang and awaited his answer.

Seeing the situation, Old Dr. Faang knew that he had to say it.

He could only slowly say in a deep voice:

"Success rate... "It can be described as having a narrow escape from death …"

"Nine to one?!"

Yang Xuan's beautiful eyes were wide open with disbelief written all over her face.

Everyone else had the same expression and were very surprised with this success rate.

Although, aside from nine deaths, there was still a life left.

However, for the majority of the people, such a low success rate was no different from being destined to fail.

This was a matter of life and death. The success rate of 10% was too low.

For a moment, everyone went silent, silently feeling regret for Wu Qingyue's fate.

Such a nice girl, she became like this just because of an accident. It was such good fortune.

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