Su Ce was somewhat displeased: "Is this your way of entertaining guests? Are you inviting me to be a doctor, or kidnapping me?"
He Xihuai said indifferently: "Your niece's boyfriend is in Haicheng. No matter how powerful he is, I have to be on guard. If he destroys my nest, who can I go to for justice?"
Wen Qiao said nothing.
Su Ce asked coldly: "Where is Gu Xiao?"
"I'll take you there."
After twists and turns, this mansion was even bigger than Wen Qiao had imagined. Finally, he stopped outside a room on the third floor. He pushed the door open and entered. The room was very large, decorated in Nordic style. Gu Xiao was lying quietly on the big bed, with various instruments on the bedside and an oxygen mask on his face.
It has been several months since we last saw each other.
She still remembered the scene where Gu Xiao explained to Fu Nanli with tears in his eyes that he did not want to kill him, and her heart was inevitably touched.
The face on the bed was pale and lifeless, and there was not much moisture in the oxygen mask, which meant that his breathing was very weak.
He Xihuai's voice was somewhat cold and hard: "The previous knife injured his heart."
While speaking, he glanced at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao was not afraid and just looked back.
It was obvious that Fu Nanli did not hold a grudge and did not take his mistake into account. The premise for Gu Xiao's injury was that he took the knife and wanted to kill Fu Nanli, and Fu Nanli's bodyguards were only trying to protect their young master.
There is no reason why all the blame should be reversed just because he was injured.
He Xihuai added: "We have consulted many famous doctors, but they said that his will to live is not strong enough, and we have not been able to find a doctor who can guarantee a foolproof heart repair surgery."
Su Ce said frankly: "I can't guarantee that it will be foolproof. If he dies on the operating table, I will not bear any responsibility."
No doctor dares to say that he can definitely save the patient.
A sinister look flashed in He Xihuai's eyes: "Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you world-famous? Can't you even do this?"
"I can only try my best, but there is no guarantee that I can save him."
He Xihuai: "You..."
Su Ce: "Me what? What have you learned in these years of studying medicine?"
I was actually criticized.
Wen Qiao felt somewhat relieved.
He Xihuai made a second choice: "So how sure are you?"
Su Ce raised his hand: "Show me all his medical records."
Theresa had already prepared it. She took out a thick cowhide document bag and handed it to Su Ce: "Here are all the information. Mr. Su, please take a look."
Su Ce took the file bag and walked to the sofa nearby. Wen Qiao followed him and acted as his assistant, helping him take out all the documents and spreading them out one by one.
Su Ce frowned.
He Xihuai asked coldly: "What's wrong?"
“When was this picture taken?”
"A CT scan was done a week ago."
Su Ce: "His will to live is indeed not very strong. The blood in his heart is shrinking and drying up little by little."
How could He Xihuai not know about it, so he made an exchange with Su Ce.
If there is really one person in this world who can save Gu Xiao, that person can only be Su Ce.
"So, can he be saved?"
Su Ce: "I'll do my best."
"If you can't save him, then the clues to saving your niece..."
Su Ce put down the information in his hand and said indifferently: "I only promised you to operate on Gu Xiao, but I can't guarantee that I can save him. Before the operation, you give me another clue about A Qiao, otherwise I won't do it."
He Xihuai's eyes were sinister: "Su Ce, I advise you not to push your luck. You haven't had the surgery yet, why should I provide another clue?"
(End of this chapter)