My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 792: Chapter 784: Only She Can Cure It Chapter 792: Chapter 784: Only She Can Cure It Gao Peng still held a glimmer of hope; after all, his father wasn’t very old, just over sixty, and others managed to live well into their seventies and eighties.

Moreover, if his family were to acquire a father who couldn’t move around easily, he knew the kind of life he would have.

Everything would depend on him, his mother was of no help, and he’d spend the rest of his decades caring for his father.

So the best outcome would be for his father to regain his mobility.

Right now, he still had some money.

As long as there was a way to cure his father’s leg, even if it meant spending all his money, that would be acceptable.

“It’s not that there’s no way,” the doctor thought for a moment before speaking with Gao Peng,

“Our hospital can’t cure it, because nobody here knows how to perform such a surgery, but there is someone who can.

She is also an authority.”

“Who?” Gao Peng, hearing there was a way, asked urgently.

“She’s not from our hospital; she’s a young doctor at the Beijing General Hospital.

She has a high success rate with these kinds of surgeries, and she’s especially proficient at managing complicated symptoms like these.

As long as the surgery is performed by her, there should be about an eighty percent chance of recovery to almost normal.”

That kind of surgery was impossible to replicate.

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It wasn’t for a lack of trying, but those who tried couldn’t master it.

This field wasn’t something just anyone could enter.

Without decades of knowledge in traditional Chinese medicine, you couldn’t learn it, especially the Divine Needle technique, which was a family heirloom, beyond the reach of anyone who wished to learn it.

“Then we’ll go to Beijing General Hospital,” Gao Peng decided firmly upon learning there was a treatment.

What else could he do?

Leave his father bedridden and unable to move, dependent on him for everything?

This wasn’t just anybody; he couldn’t just leave him.

This was his own father.

“You can try,” the doctor didn’t stop him, “however, that doctor’s surgery schedule is very tight.

You’ll probably have to wait in line.

She only performs one surgery every two days.

You need to wait for a significant amount of time.

Her habit of performing only one surgery every two days has only developed in recent years; and across the country, even international hospitals have people coming to her.

However, patients are many and the doctor is but one.

She is known for not altering her rules.”

Actually, one could understand this.

The surgery itself was very difficult, requiring absolute concentration and excellent physical condition.

Otherwise, standing in place for several hours, even up to ten or more, would be unbearable for anyone.

“Fine, help me with the transfer procedures,” Gao Peng had made up his mind to get his father to that hospital, even if it meant waiting in line.

Waiting was better than not being treated at all.

Without treatment, his father would lose the use of his legs, rendering everything else useless.

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“Alright, I’ll contact them,” the doctor didn’t waste time.

After all, everything depended on the family’s decision.

Their hospital was a branch of the military district hospital, and the two had always been closely linked, so a single phone call could arrange for a bed on the other side.

As for whether surgery could be performed, that would depend on the severity of the case after they got there, and where they stood in line.

Sitting in the car, Gao Peng occasionally looked outside.

When they passed Tang Garden, his heart clenched—not from pain, but from fear.

He remembered being warned to stay away from Zhang Xiangcao, to avoid her, lest he be sent away—and he didn’t doubt for a second that the man wasn’t bluffing.

As for intimidation, there was no need; the man had the evidence in hand.

Directly handing that over would be all it took to get him in trouble.

Upon arriving at the hospital and after an examination, the doctor called for the surgeon capable of performing the operation.

When she walked in, Gao Peng instinctively covered his face, shielding one side.

It was her, how could it be her, that “femme fatale.”

He had mistaken someone for his daughter last time, and this woman had verbally lacerated him mercilessly.

How could she be a doctor here?

That’s right, how could he forget?

He heard from Old Li that Tang Zhinian’s daughter, Tang Yuxin, worked as a doctor in some hospital and was quite prominent in her field.

The world was indeed too small, so small that when he wanted to meet someone in the past, he couldn’t, and now, when he wished to avoid and feared to see someone, he encountered her again.

“Dr.

Tang, this is the patient,”

The nurse and others came over and quickly described the patient’s condition.

“He fell at home, with a comminuted fracture of the right leg, and then suffered a second fracture as well, making the case quite severe,” without setting the bone, there would be no point in surgery, especially given the patient’s age and the extensive fractures which ordinary hospitals couldn’t handle.

“It’s quite serious,”

When Tang Yuxin arrived, she didn’t notice her surroundings, and of course, didn’t see Gao Peng, whom she knew too well.

“Dr.

Tang, when will you schedule this patient?” the nurse asked Tang Yuxin.

To most, it might be a tricky case, but for Tang Yuxin, it was a minor surgery, especially compared to others she had been requested to do, which were truly challenging.

“Hmm…” Tang Yuxin thought for a moment and then looked at her watch, “Well, there’s some time left today.

Let’s schedule his surgery for this afternoon.

I’ll start preparations in a bit.”

As it happened, the patient was in luck.

The surgery scheduled for that day finished early, allowing Tang Yuxin a lengthy rest to recover her energy.

Given that this procedure was not particularly demanding for her, she decided to go ahead with it without delay.

Otherwise, who knew how long it would take to get to his turn.

“Okay,” the nurse immediately went to arrange the surgery.

Tang Yuxin’s practice of performing one surgery every two days had been going on for years.

During a surgery, other doctors could learn a great deal about how to handle such operations.

Even if they couldn’t replicate Tang Yuxin’s signature skill, they could still gain valuable experience for other procedures.

Interns coveted the opportunity to learn from such a talented surgeon, albeit regretfully aware of the limited chance due to the two-day surgery schedule.