Jing Qian seemed to have sensed Xin Yang's thoughts, and raised her head to look at the window, fearing that Xin Yang would be worried, she gestured an OK sign to him.
Xin Yang's hands on his knees suddenly tightened, his heart was surging.
The operation only lasted half an hour, and Jing Qian was no longer standing beside Xin's mother. She handed over the rest of the work to the neurosurgery specialist at the side, and she entered a sheltered cabin ahead.
"Is the operation over?" Xie Qingyan was the first to ask.
Xin Yang was also stunned, with a dazed expression on his face, and a trace of panic gradually appeared in his eyes.
Because he had inquired and said that this kind of brain surgery usually takes 6 to 8 hours.
It's over in half an hour. Is it a failure
At this moment, Xin Yang felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards.
Di Jingxuan saw his son's nervousness and said, "Last time, Xiao Chen took his heart out of his chest. Didn't we only take more than an hour? You know, those doctors said that this kind of operation The success rate of the operation is less than 5%. But Qianqian managed the operation very easily. Xin Yang, trust your sister, she will definitely be able to."
Xin Yang looked at Di Jingxuan, his eyes sparkled: "Really?"
Di Jingxuan nodded: "Really. The previous heart surgery, not to mention domestic doctors, even famous doctors in the world, could not guarantee a success rate of 10%. But Qianqian told me that the success rate in her hands can reach 10%. above 95."
"Qianqian also told me that my mother's success rate can reach more than 90%."
"Then trust her. It'll be all right."
"En." Xin Yang nodded.
"Look!" Di Yunxi couldn't help shouting.
At this moment, the curtain of another room was opened.
Not only Jing Qian was inside, but Zhan Lichuan was also inside.
"A Chuan?" Xie Qingyan called out, "Why is he in there?"
"It should be related to that machine." Di Yunxi said.
In that room, there was an MRI-like machine, Zhan Lichuan was sitting next to the machine, and Jing Qian was giving him some advice.
After a while, after mother Xin's brain was sutured, the doctor slowly pushed her into that room.
"What is that for?"
"Couldn't you let Achuan do it?"
"Achuan is not a doctor."
Outside, everyone in the Emperor's Family stood up, watching the situation inside curiously and nervously.
Mother Xin was pushed in, and the hospital bed she was on suddenly lifted her whole body, and then moved to the MRI-like instrument.
After putting it away, Mother Xin was sent in by the instrument.
At this time, there is a 4D image of a human body on the screen in front of Zhan Lichuan, with some red dots on it. Some are bigger, some are smaller.
"Come on, you come." Zhan Lichuan stood up and gave up his seat to Jing Qian.
Jing Qian sat down curiously: "You really can strike with precision?"
Zhan Lichuan smiled and said, "You'll know after you try it. It's just that you told me that you can repair the burn level."
Jing Qian looked at Zhan Lichuan with a smile: "A good head is a good thing, you have completely crossed the industry."
Being praised by his wife, Zhan Lichuan couldn't help rubbing his wife's soft hair: "In fact, many things are interlinked. For example, medical treatment at a high level must be related to genes, and changing genes must be related to chemistry."
"Okay, you are the boss, you are the best. Once this thing is successful, you will hold a press conference again."
(end of this chapter)