Chapter 986

(superior)

Mr. Xue said: "I heard that the scenery in Jiangcheng is good, so I brought a camera specially. After I recover, you will accompany me around and take some photos to take them back as a souvenir."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Now is the most beautiful time in Qingtai Mountain. If you are old, you will definitely linger and be happy to leave!"

When Mr. Xue heard his exaggerated words, he couldn't help laughing again.

Xue Shilun appeared outside and saw the two chatting vigorously, so he did not disturb them immediately.

When Mr. Xue saw him, he smiled and waved, "Shilun!"

Xue Shilun walked over, Zhang Yang stood up and greeted politely: "Uncle Xue!"

Xue Shilun smiled and said, "What are you talking about? You're so happy?"

Mr. Xue said: "Zhang Yang said he wanted to take me to Qingtai Mountain to have fun."

Xue Shilun smiled and said, "I have heard of the name of Qingtai Mountain for a long time, but I have never been there. After my father's health is well, I will accompany you to have a walk."

Mr. Xue nodded and he whispered: "Can you spend more days with me this time?"

Xue Shilun looked at his father's expectant eyes and suddenly felt that his father was old. In the past, his father had never shown such nostalgia for him. He suddenly felt an indescribable sourness in his heart. Although his father had always been positive and optimistic, from the words just now, he already knew that his father was still full of anxiety about this treatment. No one did not cherish his life, even a strong man like his father. Xue Shilun came to his father and held his father's big hand and whispered: "Dad, this time I will wait for you to recover completely and accompany you to climb Qingtai Mountain."

Old Xue smiled and said, "Keep your word!" A childlike smile appeared on his face.

Mr. Xue fell asleep quickly after lunch. He didn't have a good rest last night. Zhang Yang and Xue Shilun quietly came outside. Xue Shilun pointed to the upstairs: "Let's talk!"

Zhang Yang nodded and came to the rooftop with Xue Shilun.

Xue Shilun pulled out a cigar and lit it. He stood on the roof and looked at the gray sky in the distance. The cigar flickered with his breathing. The smoke was blown away by the wind and smoked his eyes. He felt like he wanted to cry.

Zhang Yang said: "How was the conversation with Professor Yu?"

Xue Shilun said: "I want to give him some money, but Professor Yu doesn't want it."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Professor Yu is very frank about money. If he wants to make money, he will not let the United States have such good conditions and insist on returning to China."

Xue Shilun said: "I promised him that as long as my father can recover successfully, I will donate a modern ward building."

From Xue Shilun's words, Zhang Yang heard that he was very nervous. Zhang Yang held the railing with both hands and took a deep breath and said, "Old Xue is in good condition. Even if I cannot eradicate his illness this time, I believe the situation will not worsen."

Xue Shilun stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder: "Zhang Yang, although we have not known each other for a long time and lack understanding of each other, I believe that a person who can make my father and my daughter trust with such great trust will never disappoint me."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Xue, I am under a lot of pressure when you say this."

Xue Shilun said: "Really, I have fully understood my father's condition and are prepared for the worst."

Zhang Yang looked at Xue Shilun's eyes and said, "Uncle Xue, I will do my best!"

Mr. Xue's condition brought invisible pressure to everyone. On the surface, Zhang Daren is the most relaxed one. At 10 o'clock in the evening, Yu Ziliang was still studying Mr. Xue's past medical records in the office. Although he had witnessed Zhang Yang's magic many times, Zhang Yang could overcome the current helpless liver cancer in medicine, which still made him sigh.

The door was gently knocked, and Yu Ziliang turned around and said, "Please come in!"

Zhang Yang walked in from outside, holding a midnight snack in his hand: "I came back from outside and bought some midnight snacks. I saw that you hadn't had a rest yet, so I sent it to eat with you."

Yu Ziliang put down the medical records in his hand, washed his hands before going to the washbasin, and Zhang Yang put the midnight snack on his desk.

Yu Ziliang heard it and said, "Crab roe bread, Zhang Xing remembered it."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Professor Yu not only has first-class medical skills, but also has first-class smell."

Yu Ziliang said: "I love eating their crab roe buns and hot and sour soup!"

Zhang Yang opened the lunch box and said, "It's a coincidence. I bought both."

Yu Ziliang sat down and picked up the chopsticks, picked up the crab roe bread and ate it, and praised: "It tastes so good."

Zhang Yang said: "It was you who forgot to eat and sleep, and you forgot to eat. Now everything you eat is delicious."

Yu Ziliang said: "I read all the medical records of Mr. Xue before. Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, you are really capable. You can actually reduce the cancer in his liver to less than two centimeters, and it depends on the situation.

Zhang Yang said: "To be precise, it shouldn't be cancer. My treatment has killed the lesions in the liver." His tone was very calm, as if he had cured it was just a common cold.

Yu Ziliang's opinion, Zhang Yang's medical skills are already shocking and amazing. He whispered: "Zhang Yang, do you know the significance of this matter? It is a major event that can change the history of medical science. Over the years, countless medical experts in the world have been struggling to overcome cancer, but they have never found the right way, but you have done it. Zhang Yang, why not publish your experience to the public? This is a huge contribution to all mankind."

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head: "Professor Yu, we have known each other for so many years, and you know a lot about me. My medical skills have a lot to do with me. Even if I tell my own method, others will not succeed. I need internal strength, acupuncture and medicine for Mr. Xue to treat Mr. Xue, and it is indispensable."

Yu Ziliang said: "But..."

Zhang Yang said: "There is nothing, but I can tell you my treatment, but you must keep the secret for me. I never thought of becoming a doctor. My interest is not here at all."

Yu Ziliang said: "But you are obviously a good doctor. If you are engaged in medicine, you can save many lives!" This is something that he could never understand Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I have been sorting out my medical experiences and experiences into a book. After I sort them out, I will contribute without reservation. It is my contribution to the country and to all mankind. Professor Yu, this is the secret between the two of us, and you must not tell others."

Yu Ziliang knew that Zhang Yang had made up his mind and refused to come back to be a doctor no matter what, so he sighed, and his feelings of loss were beyond words. He remembered the treatment for Mr. Xue tomorrow and whispered: "Will tomorrow's treatment be risky?"

Zhang Yang said: "Everything is risky, but I will try my best to minimize the risk." He saw that Yu Ziliang was under great pressure, and this pressure must have come from Lao Xue's identity. Zhang Yang said: "Sorry, I haven't told you about Lao Xue's true identity before."

Yu Ziliang smiled indifferently and said, "I can understand that Mr. Xue's every move has been paid attention to by many people. Perhaps it was his request. I don't want too many people to know his true condition, which caused chaos." He stared at his eyes and said, "I believe you will succeed!"

Mr. Xue was lying quietly in the sterile ward. His expression was very peaceful. The anesthesiologist was sitting at the head of the operation bed. Yu Ziliang smiled and said, "Are you ready?"

Old Xue smiled indifferently and said, "Another black mole on my right shoulder, I will cut it off for me!" His eyes looked for Zhang Yang's position and found that Zhang Yang was sitting in the corner, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, as if everything here had nothing to do with him. Old Xue knew that Zhang Yang was using his skills to regulate his breathing and preparing for the treatment that was about to begin.

The anesthesiologist started the operation. After Mr. Xue entered the anesthesia, Yu Ziliang personally operated it and selected the symmetrical veins on both sides of Mr. Xue's limbs, bleeding on one side and transfusion on the other side. The key to this therapy is that the bloodletting speed and transfusion speed must be strictly consistent. The speed should not be too fast or too slow. 500 ml of blood are input and released every 20-30 minutes.

When people reach old age, both qi and blood are weak. In Western medicine, the hematopoietic mechanism of the elderly has been deteriorated. Mr. Xue is suffering from cancer. Before Zhang Yang treats him, there were signs of blood circulation. Through blood exchange treatment, most of the infected blood can be replaced to relieve Mr. Xue's symptoms, prevent further worsening of the condition and the formation of complications. The normal blood exchange should be twice the blood volume of the human body. After Zhang Yang and Yu Ziliang discussed, they decided to boldly use three times the blood volume. The blood source for the blood exchange is very fresh, and Xue Shilun is responsible for the blood source. All the blood used for replacement does not exceed one day. The blood donor has undergone strict physical examination in advance, so naturally Xue Shilun also paid a considerable price for this.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the treatment was extremely long. After four hours of blood exchange, Zhang Yang came to Old Xue. He used the golden needle to pierce several acupoints on Old Xue's chest, and then grabbed the Tiansilica silk at the end of the golden needle. The internal force followed the Tiansilica silk into Old Xue's meridians. The time for blood exchange was the weakest time, and the control of internal strength was particularly important. If you were not careful, it might hurt Old Xue's heart meridians, which would not be worth the loss.

If blood exchange is the process of purifying blood in the first layer, Zhang Yang's internal force is the purification of the second layer and the third layer. This process is extremely long, and it is a huge torment for everyone's spiritual will, and it is even more so for Zhang Yang.

Yu Ziliang always paid attention to the physiological index on the monitor. So far, everything was normal. When he looked at Zhang Yang, he saw Zhang Yang standing there with his eyes closed, holding the sky silk with both hands, and fog rose faintly above his head. As time went by, the fog above Zhang Yang's head became thicker and thicker, and his face was shrouded in the fog, which seemed unpredictable, like a illusion and reality.

Uh, all three chapters are given!

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