Chapter 627 Deep self-doubt
"Old man!"
Qiu Chunlan exclaimed and her body went limp. Several old ladies accompanying her quickly supported her.
He helped her sit down on the chair. Everyone looked very sad at the moment.
The surprise I felt when I saw Mr. Xu standing up disappeared in an instant.
Qiu Chunlan's son and daughter rushed over to comfort the old lady.
"Lao Lu, what are the chances of being cured?"
Qiu Chunlan sat on the chair and adjusted for a while, then asked again.
"Chunlan, this... I'm afraid it's not even 100 percent."
Doctor Lu sighed, shook his head and told the truth.
In this case, it is better to tell the truth.
Why give people hope only to disappoint them in the end?
When bad news comes, won't it be even more difficult for the living to accept it?
Mr. Zheng is old and frail, and even if he is cured, the sequelae are unavoidable.
Half-body paralysis and vegetative state may occur.
He couldn't tell now, so he could only try his best to save her.
When Qiu Chunlan heard that it was not enough, her whole energy and energy seemed to have been drained.
He slumped down on the chair, and the children around him immediately comforted him.
"Uncle Lu, I'd better sign it."
The eldest son, who was sitting next to Qiu Chunlan, took the critical illness notice from Dr. Lu with a sad face.
With trembling hands, he signed his name.
Dr. Lu took the notice, turned around and walked into the IICU ward.
But it was blocked by a figure.
Doctor Lu looked up and recognized the identity of the person.
"Lao Xu is here too. I'm still busy. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it later."
After speaking, Dr. Lu walked around Mr. Xu and walked towards the ward again.
But halfway through, Dr. Lu suddenly stopped.
Like lightning, he turned his head to look at Mr. Xu, and then moved his eyes down to look at Mr. Xu's legs.
The critical illness notice in his hand slipped directly from his hand. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
Pointing at Mr. Xu's legs, his face was full of surprise and confusion.
"Old Xu, why are you standing up?!"
Dr. Lu asked in extreme shock.
The three old men watching the excitement looked at each other and smiled.
If we want to say who knows Lao Xu’s legs best, there is no one other than Lao Lu.
It was Lao Lu who sentenced Lao Xu's legs to death, but now he saw Lao Xu standing in front of him intact.
Is Lao Lu probably doubting his life now?
"After your legs are healed, you can stand up naturally."
Mr. Xu said very seriously, hoping to successfully treat Lao Zheng.
He had to convince Lao Lu so that the medicine given by Xiao Che could be fed into Lao Zheng's mouth smoothly.
Mr. Xu has a hundred confidence in Xiao Che's potion.
But others don’t believe it!
So if you want to convince Lao Lu, you must let him know how powerful Jiang Che is.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
When Dr. Lu heard Mr. Xu say that his leg had been cured, he ran over shouting as if he had been struck by lightning.
He squatted on the ground and forcibly lifted up Mr. Xu's trousers.
Touching Mr. Xu's scarred calf, he showed his obsessed expression.
People who didn't know the situation looked at it and thought Dr. Lu had some special hobbies.
Seeing that Lao Lu didn't believe it, Mr. Xu smiled.
He raised his feet and walked back and forth a few steps in the aisle.
Then I came to Dr. Lu again.
"What about Lao Lu, don't you believe it yet?"
Doctor Lu looked at Mr. Xu walking back and forth with a look of disbelief on his face, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
He knows very well what condition Mr. Xu's legs are in.
Grade 4 rheumatoid arthritis, severe necrosis of the kneecap that is irreversible.
In addition to rheumatism, there is also nerve necrosis caused by metal poisoning.
For such a serious disease, it would be useless to call in doctors from all over the world!
But now, Lao Xu actually stood steadily in front of him.
Could it be that I made a wrong diagnosis?
Impossible, absolutely impossible, Lao Xu’s medical records are still in his office.
"Old Xu, tell me quickly, who healed your leg?"
"What medicine was used and how was it treated?"
Doctor Lu excitedly grabbed Mr. Xu's arm and asked excitedly.
If this was true, then the man who cured Lao Xu was definitely an expert beyond his imagination.
Legs with nerve necrosis can be cured. What kind of miraculous medical skill is this?
If this is promoted, then paralysis and vegetative state may no longer be terminal diseases.
"Lao Lu, please calm down first. My legs were cured by an old Chinese medicine doctor in the mountains, and you don't even recognize me."
"The treatment methods are not very complicated, just some Chinese medicine and massage."
Mr. Xu simply said that he could not speak clearly about Jiang Che's identity.
At this moment, if you want to convince Lao Lu, you must mold Xiao Che into a worldly expert.
Only in this way can the credibility be higher.
"Chinese medicine and massage, this... can this also work?!"
After hearing Dr. Lu muttering to himself, he fell into deep self-doubt.
Can Chinese medicine and massage treat nerve necrosis?
This is too fantasy. Nerve necrosis is a permanent and irreversible terminal disease.
It's necrosis at the cellular level, just like a broken limb that cannot regenerate.
Are the things left by our ancestors really so magical?
Could it be that after studying medicine for so many years, I have learned in the wrong direction?
"Old Xu, where is that expert? Can you take me to see him?"
Doctor Lu quickly took Mr. Xu's hand and asked expectantly.
Such an expert must seek advice and learn from him.
There is actually such an old god hidden in this world.
As a doctor, this is really exciting.
"Lao Lu, please don't get excited. It's okay to take you to see the master, but the top priority is to cure Lao Zheng first."
"It happened that when I came back, I asked for a bottle of life-saving medicine from an old Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Experts have said that as long as the patient is still breathing, this medicine can bring him back from the brink of death."
As he spoke, Mr. Xu took out the bottle of medicine given by Jiang Che from his arms and placed it on the palm of his hand.
Dr. Lu looked at the thumb-sized glass bottle in Mr. Xu’s hand. The golden liquid shone under the light.
Can this obscure potion really work?
There is not enough time for testing.
Thinking that Lao Xu could stand up, to be honest, he really believed in this outsider's medicine.
But he dare not bear this responsibility!
The old man in the operating room is not an ordinary person. If something goes wrong, he cannot bear it.
"I can't make this decision, Lao Xu. Sister Chunlan, you heard what Lao Xu just said, what do you think?"
Doctor Lu said, looking at Qiu Chunlan who was secretly feeling sad.
After listening to Mr. Xu's story, the three old men Liu and Zhaoliang sighed that he had met a god.
"Sister Chunlan, I haven't tried this potion before, so I don't know how effective it is."
"But the master is indeed here. I'm really not making this up."
"I brought the potion. It's up to you, eldest sister, to decide whether you want to use it or not."
Mr. Xu said seriously.
Qiu Chunlan looked at the bottle in Mr. Xu's hand with tears in her eyes, feeling very conflicted in her heart.
This kind of three-no product is tantamount to gambling with your wife’s life!
Just when Mrs. Qiu was struggling, the door to the ward was pushed open again.
A nurse ran out in a hurry and shouted.
"Dean, the patient's heart rate has dropped rapidly and he will soon die!"
Qiu Chunlan trembled all over and suddenly made a decision in her heart.
Even without Lao Xu's medicine, the old man may not be able to survive.
Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what if it succeeds?
"Lao Lu, use the potion that Lao Xu brought immediately."
Qiu Chunlan stood up and said quickly.
Doctor Lu nodded, grabbed the medicine in Mr. Xu's hand and rushed into the ICU ward.
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