Chapter 276

As long as he can be cured, Meng Xiuyuan doesn't think he has anything to fear.

Princess Xiao, please say

For the first time, Meng Xiuyuan made a gesture in front of a person, which Lin Chujiu knew.

Well, she knows a little sign language.

"You have a sarcoma in your throat. You need to make a small incision in your throat to remove the sarcoma inside." Lin Chujiu calmly says the treatment plan, waiting for the Mengs' father and son to decide.

When Mr. Meng heard this method, he was not surprised. He just frowned and asked, "how sure are you, Princess Xiao? To tell you the truth, a doctor once mentioned this treatment to me, but he can't guarantee a good cure, and he can't be sure Xiuyuan will survive. " If you want to exchange your life for the price of your mouth, Mr. Meng is not willing to.

"Mr. Meng, if you don't mind, call me grade nine." To tell you the truth, Lin Chujiu is not used to listening to Princess Xiao. Every time he hears the title of Princess Xiao, Lin Chujiu will think of Xiao TIANYAO, and she is only an accessory of Xiao TIANYAO.

Although women in this era are men's accessories, Lin still feels uncomfortable.

"I'll ask you to say" grade nine. " Mr. Meng is old enough to be Lin Chujiu's father, and his status is aloof. It's nothing to call Lin Chujiu by his name.

Lin Chujiu nodded with a smile and answered for the father and son of the Meng family: "the sarcoma growing in your son's throat is connected with his throat. If you want to remove it, there will be risks. I have 80% confidence that you will not die in this process. As for the ability to speak after resection, there is basically no problem. If there are other diseases, the follow-up treatment can be continued. "

When Lin Chujiu said this, he stopped for a moment and saw that the father and son of the Meng family had a dignified face. After thinking about it, Lin Chujiu added: "the longer the piece of meat in Mr. Meng's throat is, the bigger it is. Mr. Meng should often feel that his breathing is not smooth and his throat is sore."

Meng Xiuyuan moved his eyelids and nodded

That's true, especially recently.

With Meng Xiuyuan's affirmation, Lin Chujiu is more and more sure of his inference, "even if not for the treatment of hoarse disease, the sarcoma in Meng Gongzi's throat should be removed, otherwise the longer it grows, the bigger it gets, and Meng Gongzi will die of dyspnea."

Hearing that it would be life-threatening, Mr. Meng's face changed slightly. "Is this the only way to cure it? Is there a relatively safe way? "

"That's all I know." She is a western medicine. Western medicine has always been treating where there are problems and where there are problems. It is almost impossible for her to use drugs to remove sarcoma slowly.

"This..." Mr. Meng looked embarrassed and didn't know if he should come down.

Can a man live by cutting his throat?

Even if Lin Chujiu said he had 80% pulse, he did not dare to take risks.

Xiuyuan is not only his eldest son, but also his only son, the only successor of the Meng family. If Xiuyuan had a long way to go, their Meng family would be completely destroyed.

Lin Chujiu also understood Mr. Meng's mood and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Meng think about it carefully. In a short time, Mr. Meng's illness is not urgent. When do you want to come to me again?"

The doctor system did not ask her to treat Meng Xiuyuan, and Meng Xiuyuan's disease is not fatal now, so she is not worried.

"Please." Mr. Meng's face was apologetic, and Lin Chujiu waved his hand carelessly, "it's just a little thing."

Lin Chujiu took off the mask and gloves, put them back into the medicine box, took out two boxes of medicine from them, and handed them to an Xiuyuan. "If I guess correctly, Mr. Meng, your throat should be very sore recently. This medicine will help you. Bottled medicine, you drink a fifth of a cup every morning when you get up early; The pills are taken a quarter of an hour after each meal, two at a time, which can temporarily relieve your pain. "

An Xiuyuan nodded his thanks and took the medicine from Lin Chujiu. Mr. Meng looked at him anxiously, "Xiuyuan, why didn't you say that your throat is uncomfortable?"

Meng Xiuyuan gently shook his head to show that he was OK.

Nothing?

Inflammation is so serious, even if swallowing is torture, really nothing?

Lin Chujiu looks at Meng Xiuyuan, who seems to know everything, but Meng Xiuyuan is not embarrassed to be torn down, and his smile is not reduced.

Lin Chujiu has no intention of meddling in other people's housework. After finishing his illness, he proposes to leave.

There is no family member at home, and it is not convenient for Mr. Meng to stay in Lin Chujiu. He wanted to see Lin Chujiu off in person, but he didn't want Meng Xiuyuan to get up quickly, put on a gesture of invitation, and lift Lin Chujiu's medicine box in his hand with great grace.

"You are welcome, Mr. Meng." Lin Chujiu didn't refuse and walked out behind Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan is a very considerate person. Considering that Lin Chujiu's step is small, he walks slower than usual. It's just a small detail, but it makes people feel good for no reason.

All the way, he sent Lin Chujiu to the carriage and watched her leave. Until the carriage was out of sight, Meng Xiuyuan went back. He was still at a leisurely pace with indescribable elegance.

"Xiuyuan, what do you think?" When Lin Chujiu left, Mr. Meng asked directly.

Meng Xiuyuan smiles and writes "ink" on the table.

"You mean doctor Mo will do something?" After all, he is a father and son. He has been together for many years, as long as Meng Xiuyuan shows it. Mr. Meng can still know what he wants to express.

Meng Xiuyuan nodded and wrote "wait" on the table.

Wait, wait for doctor Mo to come. And doctor Mo was more anxious than they thought. That night, accompanied by the official, he knocked on the door of other hospital.

With Meng Xiuyuan's reminding, Mr. Meng was not surprised by the arrival of doctor Mo, but he didn't show it on his face. He was still surprised and said, "doctor Mo is visiting late at night. What can I do for you?" As for the bodyguard behind doctor Mo, Mr. Meng didn't see it.

"These days, I've been thinking about Mr. Meng's illness, even sleeping and eating. Today, I suddenly had some thoughts. In a moment of anxiety, I asked the official to accompany me. I wonder if I could see Mr. Meng's illness? " Although doctor Mo was worried, he didn't show it on his face. He was still an indifferent expert. Even if he came to the hospital to seek treatment, it would not make people feel that he had lowered his stature.

I have to say that doctor Mo's bearing, his age and reputation are more reliable than Lin Chujiu's, but

Mr. Meng thought of his son's words and sighed: "doctor Mo, it's too bad that you've come here. Dog suddenly received a letter from his friend in the evening and went out temporarily. Now he hasn't come back."

"Is Mr. Meng not here?" Doctor Mo's face changed slightly, with a twist that could not be explained

People with clear eyes can see that the Mencius' father and son are intentional!