A 1 percent chance of success, what does that mean, how risky is this surgery?

Ninety-nine percent will die.

What is the difference between this and the death penalty that directly sentences Yinghang.

In the hallway, there was a dead silence.

As if he felt an earthquake, Ying Zheng staggered back a few times, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.

He had no way of accepting this fact.

Even before today, the doctor had said it countless times, and the chances of being able to save the voyage were almost slim. can win right, and there is always a trace of thought and hope in my heart.

"Dad. Win and hold Win Zheng, gritting his teeth tightly, not letting his emotions get out of control, his eyes are faintly red, and his voice trembles slightly, "Isn't there still a glimmer of life?"

A real silver lining.

Surgery, there is still a 1 percent chance of survival, otherwise, Yinghang will not survive tonight.

This is not a choice at all.

"Dr. Zhang, please. Ying Zheng seemed to have exhausted all his strength, looking at the attending physician Zhang An, with pleading eyes in his eyes.

"Brother, you must not be fine. Win looked in the direction of the intensive care unit and muttered, "Mom, if she knows, she can't afford this blow." "Ying Hang's injury, his mother knows, but she doesn't know that his injury is so serious, the family has hidden her, today I received a notice from the doctor, Ying Zheng also deliberately did not let her follow.

"I tried my best. Zhang An nodded, "Since that's the case, then I'll arrange surgery immediately." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

At this time, a voice rang out.

Luo Feng asked the attending physician Zhang An, "The biggest risk of this operation is the location of the heart." If...... There is a way to protect his heart, can the success rate of the operation be increased a little?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and raised their eyes to look at Luo Feng.

At this moment, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in the mind of the winner, and he suddenly spoke towards Luo Feng with an excited expression, almost crying, "Brother Feng, I beg you, you must save my brother." ”

If you win, everyone will be stunned.

Can Luo Feng save Yinghang?

"Dad, you don't know, Brother Feng, is the future head of the ancient medicine sect designated by my uncle. Won opened his mouth and slammed his head, "I forgot about it." ”

"Ancient Doctor, the head of the sect?" Ying Zheng's eyes were shocked.

He really didn't know that Luo Feng still had such a relationship.

However, even so, the injuries on Yinghang's body were too serious......

"The importance of the heart is self-evident. Zhang Anke didn't know what ancient medicine was, and glanced at Luo Feng, if it weren't for the fact that he was coming with Ying Zheng, Zhang An didn't even bother to answer Luo Feng, "If there is a way to protect the heart, the success rate will naturally increase greatly, but there is no way." ”

"Rest easy. Luo Feng patted the winning shoulder, comforted him, and then looked at Zhang An, "Let's have surgery in an hour, I have a way to protect the heart of the injured." ”

When the words fell, everyone's pupils couldn't help but tremble.

Ying Zheng's body shook even more strongly, his eyes widened to the extreme, and his voice trembled and trembled, "Luo Feng, you, what did you say...... But really?"

"I'm sure. Luo Feng understands that the more this time, the more he has to give confidence to Yingzheng father and son.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang An looked at Luo Feng, "Which hospital doctor are you?"

Zhang An's tone was full of doubt.

"This hospital should have a Chinese medicine department, I need to borrow it. Luo Feng spoke in a deep voice.

"Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Zhang An was even more stunned, half loud, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, "Do you want to protect the heart of the injured through a dose of Chinese medicine?" Zhang An said disdainfully, this is simply absurd.

However, what he didn't expect was that Luo Feng nodded directly, "You're right, it seems that Dr. Zhang also understands Chinese medicine." ”

Hearing this, the expressions of several doctors and nurses behind Zhang An couldn't help but become strange.

This hospital does have a Chinese medicine department, but the call for abolishing the Chinese medicine department is also very high, and Zhang An is the one with the most firm position.

"It's just nonsense. Zhang An shook his hand directly, his face was gloomy, "It seems that you are a Chinese medicine practitioner." ”

"I'm not. Luo Feng shook his head, "I'm just a student, but I have the confidence to protect Yinghang's heart, and it's enough." Luo Feng ignored Zhang An, but turned his head to look at Ying Zheng, "Mr. Win, what do you think?" ”

The real decision is on the body of Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng groaned.

After all, the life of his son is at stake.

Ying Zheng still knows a little about the ancient medical sect, and knows that there are many divine doctors with superb medical skills in the ancient medical sect, but after the ancient medical sect was destroyed overnight some time ago, he couldn't contact them.

"Dad, I'm Brother Xinfeng. Won with a serious look on his face.

After a moment, Ying Zheng raised his eyes, looked at Luo Feng, and took a deep breath, "Please." ”

"What!" Zhang An's expression suddenly revealed incredulity, "Mr. Qin...... You, you have to believe this kid? He's just a student! And even if he's a Chinese medicine doctor, what does he know at his age? You can't joke with the lives of the wounded. ”

"If there was anything Dr. Zhang could do to improve the chances of a successful surgery, I would definitely choose Dr. Zhang's method. Ying Zheng spoke in a deep voice.

Zhang An's mouth opened for a moment, but he could only shake his head helplessly.

This surgery is too risky.

The odds of success were simply slim, and of course he didn't dare to vouch for it.

"In that case, I'd like to see what kind of potion can protect the heart of the wounded. Zhang An sneered, anyway, this operation is extremely risky, and he can't afford to win it, and now that this kid has to share the responsibility, he is too lazy to insist.

"Xiao Yao, you take this Chinese medicine gentleman to the Chinese medicine department. Zhang An waved his hand and spoke, emphasizing the words 'Mr. Chinese Medicine' in his tone, revealing a strong color of disdain.

Behind Zhang An, a young trainee nurse with braided hair walked out, her eyes were big, she glanced at Luo Feng, and then said, "This gentleman, please." ”

"You are waiting for me here. Luo Feng left a word, turned around and walked to the corridor on the side with the trainee nurse named Xiao Yao.

"Mr. Win, I'll tell you the truth, the longer the situation of the injured drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes. Zhang An said in a deep voice, "I can only wait for an hour, and if I don't perform surgery after an hour, I'm afraid that there is not even a 1% chance of success." ”

Zhang An does not pin his hopes on the 'Mr. Chinese Medicine'.