"Dr. Chris, are you really right?"

"Dr. Chris, please read it carefully again! Is this really the result? I have some doubts!"

Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming couldn't believe it at all. This was the result. Because they had just been in the operating room with Yang Yunfan and watched him with their own eyes.

At that time, he just stood there and did nothing!

So, the result shouldn't be like this.

The result should be that there are still many densely packed small shadows left in His Royal Highness’ skull.

That's because Yang Yunfan's surgery just now did not completely remove the glioma.

They were about to use this matter to expose Yang Yunfan as a liar. However, at this time, they heard Dr. Chris's exclamation, which was hard for them to accept.

Dr. Chris at the CT examination office did not know what had just happened in the operating room. At this time, he looked at the CT images on the screen in great surprise and said: "Dr. Charman, Dr. Fleming, if you

If you don't believe it, you can come and take a look for yourself. It turns out that the area of ​​His Royal Highness's hypothalamus is covered with gray shadows, and the area is very large, as big as a palm."

"But now, take a look again!"

The doctor at the CT examination office excitedly pointed at the display screen and said excitedly: "Did you see it? Don't you think it's incredible? This place that was originally a gray shadow is now as smooth as a mirror. The image shows that here

The brain tissue is very normal. This even makes me wonder if there was an error in the CT examination I did for His Royal Highness a week ago?"

Of course there was nothing wrong with that CT examination.

All this, of course, is because the operation was successful!

At this time, seeing the images on the CT monitor, Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming couldn't help but rub their eyes.

"It really disappeared completely..." They read it three times to make sure they saw it correctly.

Then, they asked repeatedly: "Dr. Chris, take another look, did the surgery cause cerebral hemorrhage?"

Dr. Chris shook his head and said with a smile: "No, there was nothing wrong with the operation, and it did not cause cerebral hemorrhage. Really, this operation was great! I rarely see operations of this level, it's like a

It’s like an artistic performance, it’s absolutely perfect!”

Having said this, Dr. Chris licked his lips, closed his eyes, and seemed to be imagining a conductor holding a scalpel as gracefully as a conductor's baton, doing this with ease and wantonness.

At that time, Chopin's dance music should still be playing in the operating room. Only a genius like Chopin is worthy of such a miracle doctor.

Dr. Chris turned his head, looked at Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman, and said with a smile: "Both of you, although your surgical skills are also very high. However, compared to this one, it seems that you are still a little behind.

.Tell me, which new expert from our Wellington Hospital did this? Is it Dr. French? Or Dr. Kenstein?"

When Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming heard this, they suddenly smiled bitterly.

"It seems it's not these two!"

Seeing the expressions of the two people, Dr. Chris was suddenly a little surprised.

Then, a strange look appeared on his face, and he muttered: "Did our Wellington Hospital invite another genius surgeon? But, is there any hospital in Europe with doctors who are more outstanding than our Wellington Hospital? Really

strangeness……"

Although Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming did not know what Yang Yunfan did, they removed Prince Philip's brain glioma.

However, at this time, they also had to thank Yang Yunfan.

Because he did solve the complicated operation that they had difficulty solving. No matter what, they all owed Yang Yunfan a favor.

At this time, Dr. Charman winked at Dr. Fleming and said, "Dr. Fleming, His Royal Highness Prince Charles is still waiting for your result report."

"Okay, I'll go right away. Thank you, Charman, my friend!" Dr. Fleming was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses immediately. He knew that this time Dr. Charman asked him to repay his merits.

This can slightly restore his reputation in front of the royal family due to unfavorable treatment. At least, now that Prince Philip's condition has improved, the original conservative treatment approach can be let go.

…

Outside the CT examination room, Prince Charles was waiting anxiously.

He saw that his father had just come off the operating table and was immediately pushed into the CT examination room. If it hadn't been an emergency, he would have really turned his back.

His father was the noble founding father of England, and he was not a toy. How could he let those doctors play around with him?

"How is it? How is my father doing?"

At this time, seeing Dr. Fleming coming out of the CT examination room, Prince Charles quickly stepped forward, grabbed Dr. Fleming's wrist, and asked anxiously.

Dr. Fleming's wrist hurt when he was grabbed by His Royal Highness. At the same time, he also understood how angry Prince Charles was. He couldn't help but feel a little lucky, thanks to Yang Yunfan who stepped forward. Otherwise, the consequences would be his own.

Can't afford it.

Taking a deep breath, Dr. Fleming forced a smile on his face and said: "His Royal Highness Prince Charles, after examination just now, His Royal Highness's intracranial tumor has been completely removed by Dr. Yang Yunfan. The operation was very successful, no accidents, and the anesthesia was

After the effect of the potion wears off, His Highness the Prince will wake up. Soon, he will return to normal."

"real?"

Prince Charles's face, which had been gloomy, suddenly became happy.

"There is absolutely no lie. Several doctors and I have repeatedly confirmed the situation. I have to say that this is indeed a miracle!" Dr. Fleming said respectfully.

In fact, he was feeling in his heart that this was a miracle, but it was not created by doctors in England.

All these honors belong to the young miracle doctor from China, Yang Yunfan!

"Great! I want to tell Her Majesty the Queen about this as soon as possible!"

Prince Charles burst out laughing. He didn't care who performed the surgery, as long as his father was fine.

However, soon, Prince Charles realized that he had slightly lost his composure. He coughed, raised his head, and praised Dr. Fleming in a London aristocratic accent: "Dr. Fleming, this time you treated my father."

, you have hard work without merit, our royal family will never treat those who are loyal to us badly."
Chapter completed!