Although he withdrew all the sanctions against Xiemen, he didn't want such a handle to fall into the hands of outsiders, so he tried his best to solve it.

Another reason is that the Americans are getting more and more excessive these days, and he can no longer fulfill some of the demands made.

Ning Xiaobei believes that if he can't do anything anymore, the people surnamed Ye may not need to take action, and the Americans will sell themselves first.

Even if they only need to stop the medicine they are given, they will feel worse than death.

"Young Master Ning, your judgment is correct, and this lymphatic hyperplasia is too weird, medically, it is basically impossible."

"Normal people with such lymph nodes would have died early."

On one side, Hua Rong opened his mouth slowly.

After thinking for a while, Ning Xiaobei said slowly, "Can we use minimally invasive surgery to remove the lymph nodes directly?"

"Even if there are certain sequelae?"

Hua Rong took out a laser pointer, pointed at the lymph, and said slowly: "Young Master Ning, it's not that I don't want to make a move, but that the risk is too great."

"Look carefully, the proliferating lymph appeared between the cerebrum and the cerebellum."

"If you use traditional surgical methods, if you are not careful, you will damage your big and small brains. If you are serious, you will become a vegetable, and if you are light, you will be half-paralyzed and unable to take care of yourself."

"And using minimally invasive laser methods is also very troublesome."

"Because of being wrapped by the cerebellar lobe, no one can guarantee that there will be no sequelae."

Having said that, Hua Rong took a deep breath and said, "So my suggestion is, don't have an operation, it's better to use drugs to suppress it, it's the safest way."

Ning Xiaobei said lightly: "What if there is no medicine that can suppress it?"

Hua Rong looked a little surprised, but still upholding the duty of a doctor, he said slowly: "If this is the case, then I'm afraid the only option is surgery."

"But the risk of this operation is too great."

Ning Xiaobei thought for a while, tapped on the table and said, "Doctor Hua, what are your chances of winning?"

Hua Rong said softly, "Thirty percent."

"Of course, if we can invite Mr. Zhong Beishan, a national champion, to make a move, we may be 40% sure."

Ning Xiaobei frowned deeply, and after a long time slowly said: "Then what if we use anesthetics to relieve the growth of lymph nodes?"

Hua Rong thought for a while and said, "This is relatively simple, but if you use too much anesthetics, you will become resistant to them."

"I estimate that it will be effective within three to five years, but if there is no way to cure it after three to five years, Ning Shao, you will live even worse than death."

"Besides, there is another complication with anesthesia. I don't know if Ning Shao can accept it."

Ning Xiaobei said coldly: "It's come to this point, what do you think I can't accept."

"Yes." Hua Rongqiao blushed, but she still spoke slowly, "The functions of men will be completely lost due to the anesthetic."

"I don't know if Ning Shao cares about this."

Hearing this, Ning Xiaobei, who was originally indifferent, turned dark.

For him, he would rather lose his strength than lose his dignity as a man. JrNovels.com