It is said that the doctor has a parental heart, no matter from the public or selfish point of view, he hopes to heal Jin Zhiyu.

But the problem is, he really has no way to start.

If Jin Zhiyu's death is caused by random operation without certainty, Professor Bo is afraid that Wang Huaqing will take the responsibility on himself.

At that time, I really couldn't eat and walked away.

Hearing what Professor Bo said, those talented doctors who were wiping cold sweat nodded in approval one by one.

This is the first time they have encountered such a disease, and they really don't know how to deal with it.

Wang Huaqing frowned into a mountain, and said slowly at this moment: "You are all masters in the medical field of Modu. With so many consultations, is it true that you can't find the cause of the disease?"

"But just now, you obviously have the means to relieve my wife's symptoms?"

"If it's a matter of equipment or funds, don't worry, as soon as I supply it, I just need you to come up with a plan!"

"Still, you so-called masters are useless, and you can't even solve this kind of small problem!"

When he said these words, Wang Huaqing already had killing intent on him.

At this moment, the temperature in the operating room seemed to drop a bit.

A group of doctors were all in a cold sweat.

Once successful in treating such a big man, the benefits will naturally be countless.

But once it fails, or fails to come up with a plan, the ending will be miserable.

Professor Bo's face was also a little ugly, but he still said in a deep voice: "President Wang, it's not that we don't try our best, but that we are really not enough."

"But don't worry, I've already sent people to invite Mr. Zhong Beishan, our Great Xia national player!"

"As long as the old gentleman is willing to take action, there will be absolutely no problem with Mrs. Zun's illness!"

Hearing Zhong Beishan's three words, Wang Huaqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I heard that Mr. Zhong will not leave Yanjing easily now, Professor Bo, you can be sure."

"Yes, after all, I have been friends with him for many years. If I put down my old face and beg him, I should be able to beg him."

Professor Bo's face was a little ugly.

"only"

"Just what?" Wang Huaqing's expression froze again.

"I just contacted his assistant. The assistant said that Mr. Zhong is currently undergoing a major operation, and I don't know when it will end."

"As for Mr. Zhong's operation, no one is allowed to disturb him."

"So, although I have the confidence to invite Mr. Zhong over, I have to wait until his operation is over before flying over. The most optimistic thing is that it will be twenty-four hours later."

"As for Mrs. Madam, she may not be able to last for twenty-four hours."

Professor Bo's face was ugly.

If it was someone else, he could still give an order to tell the other party to come over as soon as possible.

But now he is facing the national champion Zhong Beishan, such a character, let alone him, even the eldest son of Yanjing, may not be able to invite him. JrNovels.com