As long as he can be cured, Meng Xiuyuan doesn't think he has anything to dare.
Princess Xiao, please say...
For the first time, Meng Xiuyuan made a gesture in front of people, a gesture Lin Chujiu knew.
Well, she knows a little sign language.
"You have a sarcoma in your throat. You need to make a small incision in your throat to remove the sarcoma inside." Lin Chujiu calmly stated the treatment plan, waiting for the Meng family to decide.
Hearing this method, Mr. Meng was not too surprised, he just frowned and asked, "Princess Xiao, how sure are you? To be honest, a doctor once suggested this treatment to me, but he could not guarantee that it would be cured, nor could he I'm sure Xiu Yuan will survive." Mr. Meng was unwilling to trade his life for the price of speaking.
"Mr. Meng, if you don't mind, just call me Chujiu." To be honest, Lin Chujiu, like Princess Xiao, is really not used to it. Every time I hear the name of Princess Xiao, Lin Chujiu will think of it. Xiao Tianyao, and she is just an accessory of Xiao Tianyao.
Although women in this era are accessories to men, Lin Chujiu still felt uncomfortable listening to it.
"The old man asked you to call you the ninth day." Mr. Meng was old enough to be Lin Chujiu's father, and his identity was detached. It was nothing to call Lin Chujiu's name.
Lin Chujiu nodded with a smile and answered the Meng family's father and son: "The sarcoma that grows in your son's throat is connected to the throat. If it is to be removed, there will inevitably be risks. I am 80% sure that I can guarantee that your son will be in this process. There will be no death. As for whether or not to speak after the excision, there is basically no problem. If there are other diseases, follow-up treatment can be continued. "
When Lin Chujiu said this, he paused for a moment. Seeing the serious expressions on the faces of the Meng family, Lin Chujiu thought about it and added: "The bigger and bigger the piece of flesh in Young Master Meng's throat is, Young Master Meng should feel breathing from time to time. No good, sore throat."
Meng Xiuyuan's eyelids moved slightly and nodded...
That's true, and it's been especially pronounced lately.
With Meng Xiuyuan's affirmation, Lin Chujiu became more and more sure of his own inference, "Even if it is not to cure the mute disease, the sarcoma in Mr. Meng's throat should be removed, otherwise, when it grows bigger, Mr. Meng will die from breathing difficulties. ."
Hearing that it would be life-threatening, Mr. Meng's expression changed slightly, "This is the only way to treat it? Is there a relatively safe way?"
"I only know this method." She is a Western doctor. Western medicine has always been where there is a problem, where it is broken, where it is cut. It is almost impossible for her to slowly remove the sarcoma with medication.
"This..." Mr. Meng looked embarrassed, wondering if he should come down.
Can people still live if their throats are cut open
Even if Lin Chujiu said he had 80% of the pulse, he would not dare to take the risk.
Xiu Yuan is not only his eldest son, but also his only son, the only heir to the Meng family. If Xiu Yuan had three strengths and two weaknesses, their Meng family would be completely over.
Lin Chujiu also understood Mr. Meng's mood, and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Meng and Young Master Meng think about it carefully. Young Master Meng's illness is not urgent in a short time. When you think about it, you can find me again."
The doctor system did not ask her to treat Meng Xiuyuan, and Meng Xiuyuan's illness was not fatal yet, so she was not worried.
"Excuse me." Mr. Meng looked apologetic, and Lin Chujiu waved his hands indifferently, "It's just a small matter."
Lin Chujiu took off the mask and gloves, put them back in the medicine box, took out two boxes of medicines, and handed them to An Xiuyuan, "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Meng, your throat should be sore recently, this medicine is not good for you. It helps. Bottled pills, you drink a fifth of a cup every morning when you wake up; pills, a quarter of an hour after each meal, two at a time, can temporarily relieve your pain.”
An Xiuyuan nodded in thanks and took the medicine from Lin Chujiu. Mr. Meng looked at him worriedly, "Xiu Yuan, why didn't you hear that your throat is uncomfortable?"
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head gently, indicating that he was fine.
nothing
The inflammation is so severe that even swallowing is torture. Is it really okay
Lin Chujiu glanced at Meng Xiuyuan, that glance seemed to understand everything, but Meng Xiuyuan was not embarrassed to be exposed, and the smile on his face did not diminish.
Lin Chujiu had no intention of interfering in other people's housework, so she asked to retire after talking about her illness.
There is no female family at home, and it is not convenient for Mr. Meng to stay with Lin Chujiu. He wanted to see him off in person, but he did not want Meng Xiuyuan to get up one step faster, put on a gesture of invitation, and at the same time he carried Lin Chujiu's medicine box in a very graceful manner. on hand.
"Young Master Meng is very polite." Lin Chujiu did not refuse, and walked out behind Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan is a very considerate person. Considering Lin Chujiu's small steps, he walked slower than usual. It was just a small detail, but it made people feel good for no reason.
He sent Lin Chujiu to the carriage all the way and watched her leave until the carriage disappeared, and Meng Xiuyuan walked back, still at a slow pace, with an unhurried and indescribable elegance.
"Xiu Yuan, what do you think?" Lin Chujiu left, and Mr. Meng asked directly.
Meng Xiuyuan smiled and wrote the word "ink" on the table.
"You mean, Doctor Mo will take action?" After all, they are father and son, and they have been together for many years, as long as Meng Xiuyuan shows it. Mr. Meng can still know what he wants to express.
Meng Xiuyuan nodded and wrote the word "wait" on the table.
Wait, wait for the Doctor Mo to come to the door. But God Doctor Mo was more anxious than they thought, and that night, accompanied by the official, knocked on the door of the other hospital.
With Meng Xiuyuan's reminder, Mr. Meng was not surprised by the arrival of God Doctor Mo, but he didn't show it on his face, and he was still surprised: "Doctor Mo visited late at night, I don't know what you are doing?" Regarding the guards behind God Doctor Mo, Mr. Meng Only when not seen.
"These days, I've been thinking about Young Master Meng's condition, and I have trouble sleeping and eating. Today, I suddenly had some thoughts, and I asked an official to accompany me to come here. I wonder if you can show me Young Master Meng's illness?" Anxious, but not obvious on the face, still indifferent and high-level demeanor, even if he takes the initiative to seek treatment, it will not make people feel that he has lowered his body.
I have to say that Doctor Mo's bearing, age and reputation are more reliable than Lin Chujiu, but...
Thinking of his son's words, Mr. Meng couldn't help sighing: "Doctor Mo, it's really unfortunate that you came here. In the evening, the dog suddenly received a letter from a friend and went out temporarily, and he hasn't come back yet."
"Meng Gongzi isn't there?" God Doctor Mo's expression changed slightly, with an indescribable twist...
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Meng family did it on purpose!
[Author's digression]: Work hard... There will be three more chapters before 6 o'clock tomorrow. Three shifts from tomorrow!