Chapter 95 "Well, I will tell you some of the precious medicinal materials in a moment. You can come to me after you find these medicinal materials." Zhou Yang said: "It is better to treat Mr. Song's disease first." " Then thank you Dr. Zhou," Song Ziyang said quickly. It is related to the health of my old man, and I cannot allow him to care about it in a hurry. "It doesn't have to be like this. Now that I'm here, I have to be responsible for the safety of the patient. If the hospital can cure Mr. Song's disease, let the hospital treat it. If it can't be cured, let me know. I also need to prepare. In addition, you can use it for Mr. Song." Life-threatening drugs are very good, keep using them, but a third of the dose is enough." Zhou Yang said, "I've said everything I need to say, so I'm going to leave now. I still have to go to class. " After saying that, Zhou Yang stood up and prepared to leave. Song Ziyang and Song Xiaobin stood up quickly. Song Ziyang said quickly: "Excuse me, Doctor Zhou. Xiaobin, send Doctor Zhou off for me." After Zhou Yang left, Song Ziyang sat down and looked at Mr. Guo: "Mr. Guo, what do you think?" Guo The old man sighed and said: "What this young man said should be right. Mr. Song's condition is gallbladder inflammation and kidney disease. But I don't know if what he said about Mr. Song not being able to live for more than a month is true." ?" He said with a look of confusion and curiosity. Traditional Chinese medicine is magical and mysterious in the eyes of most people. Of course, the remaining group of people either know Chinese medicine very well, or they think that Chinese medicine is a lie after studying Western medicine. Mr. Guo naturally does not think that traditional Chinese medicine is a scam. As a valuable asset passed down from an ancient civilization for four to five thousand years, traditional Chinese medicine has its own magic. Otherwise, how could there be people like Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, and Sun Simiao? Song Ziyang naturally believed in Chinese medicine, and his identity naturally meant that he knew the existence of the great doctors in the capital. If it weren't for the fact that several great doctors were temporarily in the capital to treat their leaders, how could he have invited one of them to show the old man a look. "What can Mr. Guo do about the old man's illness?" Song Ziyang asked. Mr. Guo had a solemn expression on his face. He knew Mr. Song's disease very well. All medicines were useless, and any non-surgical treatment was ineffective and would worsen the condition. According to Western medicine, the best treatment plan is surgery. , but considering Mr. Song¡¯s physical condition and age, this matter becomes extremely difficult. Is it really necessary to undergo surgery? "You guys should also think about whether there is any good way?" Song Ziyang said to several other experts in a deep voice. He respects Mr. Guo very much, but although he is not disgusted with several other experts, he does not respect them either. After all, a person¡¯s strength determines his status. How is it possible for a ministerial-level official to respect a group of deputy-department-level or department-level officials? After hearing this, several people frowned and thought, and Mr. Guo also frowned and thought, with an expression of difficulty making a choice on his face. If it were an ordinary patient, the hospital would directly discuss the treatment plan with the family without him having to say it, but now This matter is no longer something that a hospital can decide. You must know that Mr. Song is a former national leader. This has already involved national affairs. Moreover, the Song family is not an ordinary family. If the treatment is good, the Song family will owe him a Love, but if it can't be cured, it's hard to say whether the Song family will settle accounts afterwards. Who can guarantee absolute success when performing an operation on an eighty-year-old man? "Mr. Guo" Seeing that Mr. Guo didn't speak, Song Ziyang's heart was lifted. "Hey, I do have a way. This is what I have discussed with them before, and it is also the best treatment plan we can think of at present, which is surgery. But" After saying this, Mr. Guo's face was filled with a bitter smile. . "But what? Mr. Guo might as well say it straight." "If it is an operation, the gallbladder will have to be cut out, but Mr. Song is already over eighty years old, and the risks of this operation" Mr. Guo shook his head and sighed. . Song Ziyang looked calm after hearing this, but was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "How sure do you have it!" "Only three levels are not sure!" "Not three levels are sure?" Song Ziyang was stunned, and then his face changed. It got worse. ¡° If you don¡¯t even have a third-level assurance, you might as well just sentence the old man to death. But although he was very angry, he also knew that what Mr. Guo said should be the truth. "But there is not even a third level of certainty. Doesn't this directly mean that the old man is hopeless?" Seeing the gloomy look on Song Ziyang's face, the group of experts did not dare to speak, and even their breathing became much lighter. I am afraid that I will accidentally let the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission hold a grudge?, when the time comes, just sending someone to check you out will be enough for you. Zhang Yunlai, as the director of the Central Hospital, did not dare to take a breath. Although they had discussed this as the best treatment plan many times before, they had never dared to say it. Now it is Mr. Guo who dares to speak out in front of Secretary Song. He just said it directly to his face. If it were anyone else, he probably wouldn't even have the guts to speak. Three levels of assurance? What is the difference between this and letting Secretary Song directly prepare for a funeral? They are both seeking death! Mr. Guo had already anticipated this situation before he told the results. As a veteran in Western medicine, this was not the first time he had faced this situation. As a national player, he not only showed it to the central leaders many times He has been ill and has pronounced death sentences on many patients. It is clear that in this case, especially when treating these senior cadres, what needs to be said must be said. As for whether to adopt it or not, that is a matter for the patient and his family. He also knew that the family members would look unhappy after hearing such news. Generally, old men like Mr. Song are the anchors of various families. As long as they are alive, even if they can't do anything or say anything, what else can they do? The family or central leaders will have a certain say in the family based on the face of the old men. But after the old man is gone, it will be difficult to say. The central leaders do not pay much attention to it. After all, they respect the old man, not the family. People enjoy cooling tea after walking, which is also reflected here. "However, Mr. Guo's cleverness is not like that of a semi-official doctor like Zhang Yunlai, who always looks forward and backward, and is uncertain. Not only is the disease not cured, but it makes people unhappy. "Mr. Guo, are there any other treatment options besides this plan?" Song Ziyang was silent for a while, then looked up at Mr. Guo and asked. Mr. Guo shook his head and said, "Ziyang, I know what you mean. If there were other better treatment plans, I would not tell you about this plan." Looking at Song Ziyang's silent look, Mr. Guo couldn't help but I remembered what Xiao Zhou said before. "Ziyang, there may be hope for Mr. Song's illness!"