59: C59 Call for Help

C59 Call for Help

Zhao Zhian's illness was not a problem for Yang Jingtian. He learned it from the teacher who refused to tell him his name. Medicine treatment was only a matter of time.

But for Yang Jingtian, what he lacked the most was time.

Just as Yang Jingtian was thinking about how to solve Zhao Zhian's problem, a phone call gave him an idea.

"Master, I'm Little Sheng!"

"It's Big Brother Tang! What a coincidence, I was just looking for you. " Yang Jingtian saw Tang Guosheng's phone and immediately knew what to do. Wasn't there a suitable candidate? With Tang Guosheng's help, Zhao Zhian's illness wouldn't have to worry about no one treating him.

"Don't call me Big Brother. I can't bear it! This was against the rules of respecting one's master. Master, do you have time now? I happen to have something to discuss with you as well. " Tang Guosheng said.

"I have time. What is it?"

"I have encountered some troublesome matters. Can you come to the hospital and help me take care of them?"

"OK, I will be there in a while. "

Tang Guosheng hung up the phone, and the solemn expression on his face finally eased up a little. He had not slept for a day and night. A special patient came to the hospital. The treatment group he temporarily formed saved the patient's life. But now that the patient was unconscious, there was still a huge risk.

The authority of the entire hospital was in the meeting room. They discussed for nearly an hour, but they did not find a suitable solution.

Any surgery would be risky. In fact, this was a very normal thing. However, this patient could not be treated in any way. Otherwise, the entire hospital would suffer. They could not bear the risk, but they still had to bear the responsibility.

Tang Guosheng felt helpless. He thought of the teacher he had acknowledged a while ago.

He remembered very clearly that the patient was already at the brink of death. He was pulled back by Yang Jingtian's miraculous hands. The current condition was somewhat similar. If Yang Jingtian was willing to help, he would definitely be able to bring the dead back to life.

Smoke filled the meeting room. When the door was opened, there was a strong smell of tobacco.

Nervousness and fatigue could only be alleviated by cigarettes at this time.

Beside the main seat sat a special young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. He was dressed in a well-ironed suit. Although he might not have changed for a long time and appeared to be a little wrinkled, he still looked very stylish. There was a sense of arrogance between his brows. His slender fingers were holding a cigarette, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

The others were all wearing white coats. The young man was very conspicuous sitting in the conference room. It was unknown if it was because of the young man, but the meeting room was actually very quiet. It seemed very depressing.

Seeing Tang Guosheng return to the meeting room, the young man put out his cigarette and asked, "dean Tang, you have been researching for an hour. Don't you have a suitable plan?"

Tang Guosheng smiled and sat down, saying, "Childe Bai. I have contacted my master. If he is willing to help, there will be no problem. "

Just now, Tang Guosheng said that he would go out and make a phone call. It seemed like he was going to call for reinforcements. What surprised Bai Yueming was that Tang Guosheng actually had a master. He had never heard of such information before!

The reason why he came all the way to Pearl for treatment was because he recognized the signboard of "Ghost Hand Tang. " Now, Tang Guosheng was at a loss for what to do. He actually brought out another master. Could it be that he didn't want to treat and shirk responsibility?

"dean Tang, are you sure you want to change the general at the last minute? If something happens to my grandfather, will you bear the responsibility, or will the entire hospital bear the responsibility?" Bai Yueming said faintly.

Tang Guosheng smiled bitterly. He knew what Bai Yueming was thinking. Bai Yueming had really given him permission. No matter who came to treat him, as long as something went wrong, he would not be able to absolve himself from the blame. It seemed like Bai Yueming was worried that he would take responsibility for it, so he wanted to shift the blame.

"Young Master Bai, if I take action. . . I can only guarantee a sixty percent success rate. The position of the old man's bleeding was really too special. Even if the surgery was successfully completed, there would still be side effects. If it was my master who did it. . . I believe that it will definitely meet your requirements. No matter what, I'm willing to bear all the responsibilities. " Tang Guosheng naturally had to bear all the responsibilities. He could not let Yang Jingtian bear the responsibility!

Once Tang Guosheng said this, the meeting room immediately became silent. Bai Yueming didn't know who Tang Guosheng's teacher was, but they knew! That was a young kid! Many people present knew about it. After all, the matter of Tang Guosheng becoming Tang Guosheng's disciple had caused a stir in the hospital for a long time.

Although Yang Jingtian had shown an extraordinary side, many people felt that Tang Guosheng's matter of becoming Tang Guosheng's disciple was still somewhat rash.

Now, they had to place the life and death of the entire hospital on Yang Jingtian. Immediately, some people felt that it was very inappropriate.

"Director, I think you should do it yourself! He is too young and is under such great pressure. What if he fails?" One of them said.

"Director, I think Director Wang is right. He might have been treated by chance last time. We can't hope for him!"

"Don't say anymore. This matter is settled. " Tang Guosheng didn't want to complicate the matter, so he stopped everyone from continuing to speak.1

Tang Guosheng could be considered an authoritative figure in the country. His master must be even more powerful. This was common sense. Bai Yueming originally thought that it shouldn't be a problem. He had said it so seriously just now. He was just putting pressure on Tang Guosheng. He hoped that Tang Guosheng wouldn't make any small moves. But now, when he heard that. . . It did not seem to be the case! These doctors actually had objections.

"dean Tang, what's going on?" Bai Yueming asked.

"The situation is a little complicated. My master is on his way here. You will understand when you see him later. "

"Although I don't really want to say anything excessive, I still have to reiterate it. Confidentiality and success rate are 100%. If there is one thing that cannot be done, don't say that I, Bai Yueming, am stupid. " Bai Yueming's face darkened.

The meeting room once again returned to a terrifyingly quiet state. Everyone was waiting for Yang Jingtian's arrival.

The waiting time was very long. Although only half an hour had passed, everyone felt as if a century had passed. Although Tang Guosheng didn't reveal Bai Yueming's identity, everyone could tell from Tang Guosheng's attitude. This made him angry. None of the people present would have a good ending.

Now, the person who could decide their fate had yet to appear. Some people hoped that Yang Jingtian would come earlier, while others hoped that Yang Jingtian would never appear.

The door to the meeting room opened, and a nurse pushed open the door. Yang Jingtian's figure appeared at the door.

Bai Yueming frowned. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Master, you are finally here. Come in!" Tang Guosheng stood up with a smile on his face and walked to the door.

As expected!

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