"Reorganize his dical report and hand it over to the team for surgery possibility analysis." Diwu Zexuan glanced at it, closed the file in his hand, and tossed it to his assistant.
Ye Zhanxing’s cancer cells are not only decreasing but also concentrating in one area. If the part of the stomach where cancer cells concentrate can be removed, there might be a chance to cure his cancer.
Even if it recurs in the future, it won’t be as uncontrollable as it is now.
Letting Ye Zhanxing live a few more years is not a difficult task.
"I will do it right away." The assistant took the file and quickly left the office.
Diwu Zexuan narrowed his eyes, picked up Yu Xiuzhun’s dical report, and swiftly browsed through it.
Groups of data continuously entered the computer, forming analytical results.
Looking at the last group of data in his hand, Diwu Zexuan directly input it into the computer, and on the report result, he typed three words: vegetative state.
Yu Xiuzhun’s condition has already reached a vegetative state.
What’s more, he is at risk of dying at any mont.
If no other solution cos to mind, he can only die in his sleep like this.
Diwu Zexuan can’t believe that there’s soone he wants to save but can’t. It’s simply a challenge to him.
Now that Yu Xiuzhun is in his hands, even if he wants to die, Diwu Zexuan has to agree!
Diwu Zexuan sprung up from the chair, took Yu Xiuzhun’s case, and entered his private laboratory.
"Master, the team has already prepared Mr. Ye’s surgery plan, waiting for your review." The assistant returned to the office, respectfully waiting in front of the desk until Diwu Zexuan ca out from the laboratory to report.
"Bring it over to ." Diwu Zexuan sat down at the desk, tiredly rubbed his temples, and took the report handed over by the assistant.
Just as he was about to read, he suddenly rembered sothing and looked up.
"Has Rui Hui’s plane arrived in Germany yet?"
He had been staying in the wards and operating rooms, almost forgetting that Rui Hui’s plane should have arrived in Germany by now, yet there had been no call.
"Buzz—"
Before the assistant could answer, the phone beside them rang.
The adorable avatar displayed on caller ID made his charming face curve into a faint smile as he reached for the phone.
"Ho yet?" Diwu Zexuan, in a distant tone, couldn’t hide his concern.
"Mm, just got ho..."
Rui Hui’s soft voice sounded like she was being coquettish. As she finished speaking, the smile on Diwu Zexuan’s lips grew noticeably deeper.
After chatting for a bit and ensuring she had arrived safely, Diwu Zexuan hung up, glanced at Ye Zhanxing’s surgery plan.
"Let Ye Zhanxing continue to observe condition here. If there’s no significant change in his condition, proceed with this plan, and I’ll perform the surgery." Having finished speaking, Diwu Zexuan entered a prescription on the computer.
He printed out the prescription and handed it to the assistant next to him.
"This prescription is a powerful dication I have adjusted specifically for Yu Xiuzhun. Start administering it intravenously tomorrow."
"Yes, I understand." The assistant respectfully reached out to take the prescription, glanced at it, and his face changed drastically.
Looking at Diwu Zexuan in disbelief, "Master, so of the ingredients on this prescription are potent drugs. Combined like this, I’m afraid the human body can’t withstand it."
"Without using strong dication, he’ll just keep sleeping, sleeping until he dies. Between taking a gamble, which do you think is better?" Diwu Zexuan cast a cold glance at the assistant, who imdiately bowed his head respectfully.
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