"Only if you remove your lung, the parts that are eroded by cancer cells."

"Only in this way can we hope to prevent the further spread of cancer cells in the lung."

Speaking of this, I saw Qian Xuefu's tone slightly.

In a moment, he sorted out the wording in his heart.

This is the tone of serious continue to charge Zhou qiangdong, road.

"But you know that, Mr. Zhou."

"Now, the cancer cells in the lung are spreading too fast."

"As of 18 last night; 30 points. "

"Basically, nearly two-thirds of the lungs have been spread by cancer cells..."

"So, now the operation“

"Then the risk of the operation itself will be very large..."

"But it's the only one at the moment."

"It's a way to stop the spread of your lung cancer, Mr. Zhou!"

"Whether to do this operation or not, Mr. Zhou, you have to think about it carefully."

After hearing Qian Xuefu say so, Rao is Zhou qiangdong who is always happy and angry.

At this time, his brow is not from the direct twist into a pimple.

After half a day, Zhou qiangdong asked a little uneasily.

"Doctor Qian, what's the success rate of this operation?"

I was asked by Zhou qiangdong about the success rate of the operation.

Qian Xuefu, who was an expert and scholar before, was at this time.

An old face, suddenly some fever.

It took me a long time to put up two fingers, some faltering and saying.

"No... less than 20 percent chance of success!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this time, a burst of laughter.

People follow the reputation to see Zhang Xiaofan shaking his head and laughing at this time.

"I said, the money expert, I thought you had taken such a high attitude before."

"I thought, what kind of brilliant ideas can you say in your mouth!"

"Never thought, never thought..."

"You've been selling for a long time. You've been acting like a bully for a long time."

"At the end of the day, was it a treatment like this?"

"Moreover, the success rate of this treatment is less than 20%!"

"Ha ha..."

Speaking of this, even Zhang Xiaofan himself felt ridiculous and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Xiaofan's laughter is in the ears of Zhao Dekai, Zhao Zhengguo and Qian Xuefu.

It's like a slap in the face.

Hard on the face of three people in their line.

At the same time, it also makes them feel hot on their faces.

In the heart is the shame anger to mingle, resentful unceasingly.

"Little red guy, you keep saying that our treatment plan is not good."

"What about you? What's your opinion?"

At this time, Qian Xuefu was also blocked by Zhang Xiaofan's words, and his face turned red.

It took him a long time to say something.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Who knows, at this time, Zhang Xiaofan did not answer but laughed.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and laughed three times.

Then look to Qian Xuefu, which means a lot.

"Money expert, if I'm right."

"Do you have the habit of playing Taijiquan from 7:00 to 9:00 in the morning?"

"But why haven't you continued to play Tai Chi recently?"

"I don't need to tell you why. You must know it yourself."

"I... you..."