After the dean said this, everyone looked at the head of pediatrics. The head of pediatrics cleared his throat and said, "I will be the first assistant, and Dr. Miao will be the second assistant."

The other pediatricians had nothing else to say, they knew that the director's arrangement was correct.

In fact, even if they can really serve as assistants, they may not be able to help Ye Linlang.

But the director is different. He and Dr. Ye complement each other perfectly.

"Okay, now let's talk to the family about the consent form for the surgery."

The director said, "I'll do it!"

The director of pediatrics went to the ward to find the family with the consent form for surgery.

The sick child was actually a baby who was less than a month old and was very small.

The mother had a caesarean section and has gone home to recuperate after giving birth. Only the father is in the hospital with the baby.

The baby cannot breathe on its own yet. In fact, other relatives around the father also advised the young couple to just give up!

However, it is so difficult for parents to give up their own flesh and blood.

No matter what, they wanted to give it their all.

"Dad Qiuqiu, have you had lunch?"

Qiuqiu's father said, "My family just brought me lunch. Director, is my son's condition not good?"

The head of pediatrics pulled up a chair and sat across from Qiuqiu's father. He said softly, "No, Qiuqiu's condition has taken a new turn for the better."

A light of joy suddenly burst out in Qiuqiu's father's eyes.

"Really?"

The head of pediatrics said, "Yes, maybe you've seen the news. There was an explosion in a factory in our city..."

Qiuqiu's father shook his head and said, "I don't know about this."

Even though his son was in the hospital, he had no intention of watching the news.

The head of pediatrics continued, "It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. A top surgeon came from the capital. We discussed the surgical plan and confirmed that this operation can be performed..."

When Qiuqiu's father heard this, he was so moved that he burst into tears and said, "We will do it, no matter how much it costs, we will do it. Even if I have to sell everything I have, or take out a loan, I will still treat my child."

"The surgery fee isn't as expensive as you think, Qiuqiu's father. The hospital will give you a corresponding reduction. This is the consent form for surgery. But before you sign it, I still want to tell you the risks of this surgery. It's up to you to decide whether you want to have the surgery or not."

Qiuqiu's father's eyes were red as he listened carefully to the director of pediatrics.

"Any surgery carries risks, and you should know this. Qiuqiu's surgery carries even greater risks. So, if the surgery goes smoothly, Qiuqiu will be just like a normal child. But if it doesn't go well, or if we discover the condition is more complicated than we anticipated, then the surgery may have to be temporarily suspended, or Qiuqiu may not be able to leave the operating table."

Qiuqiu's father's breathing stagnated. He suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Director, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Actually, my parents all advised me to give up. They think we are still young..."

But he couldn't do it. Since the child in heaven had chosen him as his father, how could he give up so easily?

He and his wife both wanted to cure their child. No matter what others thought, they just wanted to cure their child.

Even if there is only a one in ten million chance, they still want to give it a try. What if there is a miracle?

"Director, look, luckily I didn't give up. Isn't this a miracle?"