Fu Jing is not a good stubble. If she doubts someone, she must find out.

While her mother was talking to her second brother, she went outside to make a phone call.

Turning back, I just saw Xiao Dong communicating with a patient's family.

Fu Jing's eyebrow tip was slightly raised and slowly approached.

"Doctor, I know Professor Feng's operation schedule is very full. See if you can accommodate it? If we live here for one more day, we'll have to spend hundreds more. Our family can't afford it."

"Aunt, don't worry. I'm afraid I can't help you with the operation arrangement. Moreover, all the patients who live in this department are basically critically ill patients. Professor Feng's ability is no superman, don't you think so?"

"I know, but we also have our difficulties. Can you help us?"

Xiao Dong looked embarrassed. He also knew about the plight of the family.

There are some relevant relief policies in the hospital, but he can't understand the details now.

"Well, aunt, do you think it's ok? I'll ask the above for instructions to see if I can help the patient apply for some subsidies. Of course, if you can't apply, don't blame me."

"Thank you very much, Dr. Dong."

"Well, go back quickly. Don't let the patient think about it alone."

Xiao Dong turned around and just saw Fu Jing, "Miss Fu."

Nodded slightly, said hello and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jing suddenly asked, "has Dr. Dong always studied this major?"

Xiao Dong was stunned, "what?"

"Oh, I mean, have you always studied outside the brain at Harvard Medical School?"

"Yes. What can I do for Miss Dong?"

"I just want to ask, what is the risk of my second brother's operation?"

Xiao Dong's face became rigorous immediately. "I heard the professor mention that the probability of successful operation is currently estimated to be about 60%. Because there is still time, we should also look at the patient's physical condition. However, it is estimated that it will not be much higher."

Fu Jing looked worried. "If my second brother doesn't have surgery, won't he have much time to live?"

"It's hard to say. At present, we can be sure that the blood clot has oppressed the patient's brain nerves. Later, the patient may cause headache, vomiting and other reactions. At that time, the patient is afraid that he will be very painful."

"Dr. Dong, we don't quite understand this, that is, does my brother's operation require craniotomy?"

"Of course."

Fu Jing hesitated. "Can my second brother's intelligence recover as before?"

"It's possible. It depends on the patient's recovery. Er, Miss Fu, you know we are doctors. We can't talk too full even if we are very sure."

"I see. Thank you, Dr. Dong."

"You're welcome. If you have anything to do, you can call me at any time."

"Dr. Dong!" Fu Jing called him again.

"What else?"

"Oh, I don't have Dr. Dong's business card yet. How can I find you?"

Xiao Dong was stunned for a moment, and then he felt out a business card in his pocket, "this."

"OK, is Dr. Dong's micro signal his mobile phone number?"

"Oh, yes."