The original name of the Zhu family leader is Zhu Dabao. Although his name is a bit tacky, his abilities are extremely strong.
In his hands, the Zhu family's wealth has skyrocketed much more than before, and this has allowed the Zhu family to join the ranks of wealthy families in southern Shanxi.
Taking a deep look at his son who was still unconscious on the bed, Zhu Dabao took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.
He hurriedly left the ward and found the doctor.
"How is my son doing now?"
Zhu Dabao asked bluntly.
The doctor was silent for a moment, then said solemnly: "Master Zhu, your son's injury is very serious..."
"His shoulder was punctured, and the nerve tissue has been necrotic. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhu Dabao was also considered the number one figure in southern Shanxi. There were not a few people who knew him, the head of the Zhu family. Naturally, the doctor recognized his identity at a glance, so he looked extremely respectful.
After all, in front of a wealthy family like the Zhu family, what does a little doctor like him mean?
Hearing this, Zhu Dabao's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.
The doctor's words had already reached this point. How could he not understand what the doctor meant?
"You mean, my son's arm is useless?"
Zhu Dabao stared at the doctor and said through gritted teeth.
The doctor nodded slightly, acquiescing to what Zhu Dabao said.
Zhu Dabao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Does this arm have to be amputated?"
"Yes, Master Zhu, the nerve tissue in your son's arm and shoulder has been completely necrotic. If the limb is not amputated for a long time, it is likely to cause some pathological changes that will affect the whole body."
The doctor did not hide anything and told the situation Zhu Li was facing now.
Hearing this, Zhu Dabao felt his eyes darken for a while.
Zhu Dabao knew very well how much of a blow this would have to his son, who was only in his twenties and suddenly lost an arm.
Maybe he is the head of a wealthy family with good means when facing outsiders.
But when facing Zhu Li, he was just an ordinary father.
"Is there a way to save my son's arm?"
Zhu Dabao didn't want to give up and still had some thoughts.
The doctor shook his head without hesitation and said: "This is not possible, only amputation is the best option for your son."
"Our hospital is the best in southern Shanxi. The judgment we made will not change in any way even if it is placed in a big city like Beicheng."
"Master Zhu, I know that this matter is a difficult choice for you and your son, but now that the matter has come to this, you have to make a choice after all..."
As the doctor's words came out one by one, the last remaining thoughts in Zhu Dabao's heart were completely shattered.
He didn't speak, just turned around and left the doctor's office silently.
The back that should have been straight looked a little lonely and desolate at this moment.
Looking at Zhu Dabao's leaving figure, the doctor shook his head and sighed, murmuring: "I'm afraid things are going to change in southern Shanxi..."
A ruthless man appeared in Jinnan who dared to seriously injure Zhu Li, which shocked the doctor.
When Zhu Dabao returned to the ward, Zhu Li had already woken up.
As soon as he saw Zhu Dabao, Zhu Li immediately said bitterly: "Dad! That Lin Xiao is so cruel!"
"Why can't I feel my arms? Am I disabled?!"
Looking at his crying son, Zhu Dabao was heartbroken.
I didn't want to tell my son the truth, but after all, Zhu Li had to make his own choice about the amputation.