Chapter 872 Why Is Achuan in There
Jing Qian seemed to sense Xin Yang's thoughts, raised his head and glanced at the window, fearing that Xin Yang would be worried, he made an ok gesture to him.
Xin Yang's hand on his knee suddenly clenched, and his heart was surging.
The operation only took half an hour, and Jing Qian was not standing beside Xin's mother. She handed over the rest of the work to the brain surgeon on the side, and entered a sheltered cabin in front of her.
"Is the operation over?" Xie Qingyan was the first to ask a question.
Xin Yang was also stunned, with a blank expression on his face, and a trace of panic gradually appeared in his eyes.
Because he has inquired, it is said that this kind of brain surgery usually takes 6 to 8 hours.
It's over in half an hour, is it a failure?
At this moment, Xin Yang felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards.
Di Jingxuan saw his son's nervousness and said: "Last time Xiaochen was still operated to take out the heart from the chest, didn't we only take more than an hour? You know, those doctors said, this kind of surgery. The success rate of the operation is less than 5%. But Qianqian performed the operation very easily. Xin Yang, trust your sister, she will definitely be able to.”
Xin Yang looked at Di Jingxuan, his eyes shining: "Really?"
Di Jingxuan nodded: "Really. The previous heart surgery, not to mention domestic doctors, even internationally renowned doctors cannot guarantee a success rate of 10%. But Qian Qian told me that the success rate in her hands can reach 10%. above 95."
"Qianqian also told me that my mother's success rate can reach more than 90%."
"Then trust her. It'll be all right."
"Yeah." Xin Yang nodded.
"Look!" Di Yunxi couldn't help shouting.
At this time, the curtain of another room was opened.
Not only Jing Qian was inside, but even Zhan Lichuan was inside.
"Achuan?" Xie Qingyan called out, "Why is he in there?"
"It should be related to that machine." Di Yunxi said.
I saw that there was an MRI-like machine in that room, Zhan Lichuan was sitting next to the machine, and Jing Qian was giving him some advice.
After a while, after Mother Xin's brain was sutured, the doctor slowly pushed her into that room.
"What is that for?"
"Wouldn't it be for Achuan to do it?"
"Achuan is not a doctor."
Outside, everyone in the Di family stood up and looked at the situation inside curiously and nervously.
Mother Xin was pushed in, and the hospital bed she was on suddenly lifted her whole body, and then moved it to the instrument that looked like an MRI.
After putting it away, Mother Xin was sent in by the instrument.
At this time, there was a 4D image of a human body on the screen in front of Zhan Lichuan, with some red dots on it. Some are bigger, some are smaller.
"Come, come." Zhan Lichuan stood up and gave Jing Qian his place.
Jing Qian sat down with novelty: "You can really strike with precision?"
Zhan Lichuan smiled and said, "You'll know after you try it. It's just that you told me that you have a way to repair the burn."
Jing Qian looked at Zhan Lichuan with a smile: "A good head is amazing, you are completely beyond the industry."
Being praised by his wife, Zhan Lichuan couldn't help rubbing his wife's soft hair: "Actually, many things are in common. For example, medical treatment at a high level must be related to genes, and changing genes must be related to chemistry."
"Okay, you are the boss, you are the best. Once this thing succeeds, you will have to hold a press conference again."