Everyone was indeed confused.

Isn’t Tang Xiaobao here to treat Guo Yingxiong?

How come I can’t help you again?

Seeing that everyone was confused, Tang Xiaobao didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "Mr. Guo, since you have such a relationship with the Zhao family, considering the brotherly relationship between Zhao Haiyang and me, if I still charge you for consultation, wouldn't it be a joke? I always treat my friends for free. Besides, there's no need to take minor illnesses so seriously. It's just a piece of cake."

Understood.

They want it to be free.

Everyone realized what was going on, but then they realized that there was something wrong with what Tang Xiaobao said.

What are minor illnesses?

What does it mean to be a piece of cake?

Is this a minor illness?

If it was a minor illness, with Guo Yingxiong's wealth and connections, would he have suffered from it for so many years? Would he have risked his life to undergo surgery?

What you said...

Well, you are a psychopath, whatever you say is what it is.

If someone else said this, they would definitely be met with merciless ridicule!

You are so arrogant!

Guo Yingxiong felt relieved.

No matter what, Tang Xiaobao said it was a piece of cake, which means he knew what he was doing.

As a patient, these words sound encouraging.

However, as a medical worker, a resourceful medical expert, and an honorary professor at several well-known medical schools in China, Dean Gan still felt a little dissatisfied when he heard such words.

Is this a minor illness?

What you said makes me angry. You are slapping the faces of my colleagues and me.

However, he didn't dare to refute.

After all, Tang Xiaobao is well-known and famous. What if he can really cure it? What if it is really a piece of cake for him?

But I feel so angry inside.

He asked, "So, Mr. Tang should have a clear idea of ​​Mr. Guo's illness?"

Tang Xiaobao was not modest and nodded with a smile.

"Then may I ask how Mr. Tang plans to treat the disease? Does he need surgery? If so, how confident are you? By the way, here are the results of our examination. Please take a look."

Director Gan handed over a stack of films and the hospital's examination results.

Tang Xiaobao waved his hand: "There's no need to look at the film. I know what's going on. As for the surgery, I'm only 70% sure."

ah?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Seventy percent?

This is slightly higher than the 60% mentioned by President Gan, but no one can accept such a success rate.

You are a miracle doctor and everyone is counting on you, but when you come, you still have to perform surgery and the success rate is less than 80%.

Who will be responsible for the other 30 percent?

Guo Yingxiong was also stunned and sighed in his heart.

Tang Xiaobao's words undoubtedly gave a conclusion to his condition.

The only option is surgery, and the success rate is not high. It is not certain that he will be able to get off the operating table this time.

He was completely desperate and said to Guo Qing, "Go, get some paper and pen. I'm going to write my will."

"dad--"

"Old Guo——"

Guo Qing's face was filled with sadness.

Shen Yan's eyes were red.

No one spoke.

It seems that now is the time to make a will.

What if I can’t come down?

Tang Xiaobao was confused and asked, "Mr. Guo, why are you making a will now? Treatment is more important."

"Didn't you also say it? There's only a 70% success rate. What if I can't get down? I have to arrange my funeral first." Guo Yingxiong said somewhat dejectedly.

He didn't have too much fear.

Perhaps he had already been mentally prepared for this.

Dean Gan and others frowned.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I told you that surgery only has a 70% chance of success, but I'm not planning on operating on you. The golden needle technique has a 100% success rate. It won't take half an hour. After the treatment is over, you'll be discharged immediately. I guarantee there won't be a relapse. I think you can live for at least a few more decades. Why are you making a will?"

ah?

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

No surgery?

The art of golden needles?

Why didn’t you say so earlier!

Also, is everything you said true?

Shen Yan was excited and asked tremblingly: "Mr. Tang, I am not kidding, am I? Lao Guo's disease really does not require surgery? Can it really be cured?"

"Auntie, don't worry, I usually don't lie."

“If I can really cure Lao Guo’s illness, I will give you whatever amount of money you want.” Shen Yan said quickly.

Tang Xiaobao frowned: "I said, no consultation fee."

Guo Yingxiong's lips moved, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

He could see that Tang Xiaobao didn't seem to be joking.

Dean Gan and his group were completely dumbfounded.

No surgery required?

The art of golden needles?

Do you think you're omnipotent? Whenever you encounter a patient, you use all your acupuncture techniques. Isn't that just bragging?

Isn’t this just misleading?

They expressed disbelief.

"Mr. Tang, I think acupuncture may not be effective for this type of illness. Although your acupuncture technique is known to the world as miraculous, I still think surgery is necessary, and it should be performed as soon as possible to avoid any accidents. The patient's condition is unstable."

"Mr. Guo doesn't want to perform the surgery. If I'm not mistaken, if you perform the surgery, the success rate won't exceed 60%. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

"Then can you take responsibility?"

"I can."

Tang Xiaobao said without hesitation, "As long as Mr. Guo trusts me, I can sign an agreement with him. I will be solely responsible for any medical accidents."

"There is no need to sign any agreement. I trust Mr. Tang." Guo Yingyou was not stupid and expressed his opinion immediately.

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