"Director Weng, what is the success rate of my daughter's surgery?"
Jiang's mother asked with continued concern.
"Don't worry, big sister, the success rate is still very high, about 70% or 80%."
Weng Hong told the truth.
The Jiang family breathed a sigh of relief; at least they had a 70-80% success rate, whereas the doctors had previously said it was only 30-40%.
This is already a twofold increase, which is quite good.
Afterwards, Weng Hong returned to the ward and personally examined Jiang Haitang.
Manager Jiang's parents were also present, nodding repeatedly with tears streaming down their faces: "Yes, Director Weng, we feel much more at ease knowing that you can personally take action."
We haven't been eating or sleeping well these past few days; our hearts are in our throats.
These past few days, they've heard patients at the hospital praising Director Weng's excellent medical skills, but unfortunately, he's on leave at home.
I never expected my daughter to be so lucky, to have Director Weng personally perform the surgery.
Jiang Haiyan lay on the hospital bed, her face pale, but she still managed a weak smile and said, "Thank you, Director Weng. I feel like I can be saved now that you've come to perform the surgery."
Weng Hong gently patted Jiang Haiyan's hand and said softly, "Child, don't worry, Auntie will do her best."
You don't need to be nervous, it's just a matter of sleeping it off.
Everything will be fine after a good night's sleep.
The Jiang family surrounded Weng Hong, expressing their gratitude repeatedly, their thanks seemingly overflowing.
At this moment, Jiang Haiyang took out a thick red envelope from his bag and insisted on giving it to Weng Hong: "Director Weng, this is a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it."
Weng Hong quickly declined, saying, "This is absolutely not allowed. It is my duty to treat patients and save lives. I cannot accept this red envelope."
Jiang Haiyang said anxiously, "Director Weng, we'll feel bad if you don't accept it."
Weng Hong said firmly, "I understand how you feel, but I am a doctor, and this is what I should do."
As long as the child gets better, that's more important than anything else.
Furthermore, hospitals have their own principles and rules, and we cannot accept red envelopes.
Don't worry, I won't accept any bribes and will do my best to perform the surgery for your sister.
No matter what, she would never accept a red envelope, otherwise she would have given one already.
Seeing Weng Hong's resolute attitude, the Jiang family felt even more admiration and gratitude.
Jiang Haiyang's mother held Weng Hong's hand, choking back tears, and said, "Director Weng, you are truly a kind-hearted person. Our family must have accumulated a lot of good karma over the past few lifetimes to have met such a good person as you."
Weng Hong comforted the Jiang family, saying, "Don't say that. Let's work together to help the child get better as soon as possible."
You should be happier, smile more, and not let your child feel bad seeing you like this.
With Weng Hong's reassurance, the Jiang family gradually calmed down, and they waited expectantly for the day of the surgery.
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