Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 219: Either vulgar or lonely

“So what this means now is that we don’t need to invest too much time and energy in Mindanao.”

Qiu Shigui sighed, his expression complicated:
"The rest of us won't be focusing on Mindanao anymore. Perhaps you, Mancang, will be sent to Mindanao because your luck is incredible."

Zhao Mancang fell silent upon hearing this.

He knew very well why the higher-ups made such a decision. Although he understood it clearly and could even understand it, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Because he knew very well that there was definitely a lot of gold to be mined on Mindanao, but to be honest, this really required luck.

But he knew this, but he couldn't say it out loud. Neither the leaders above him nor Qiu Shigui and others knew this.

In everyone's opinion, after Zhao Mancang brought back 20 million ounces of gold from Kimura last time, there must not be much gold left. After all, the people of Kimura were also secretly digging for gold treasures. It was even possible that the batch Zhao Mancang saw last time was the last one.

Yuan Zuliang and the other man left after sitting for a while, but the news they brought made Zhao Mancang silent.

If he is the only one going to Mindanao to carry out missions in the future, it seems that he does not need to sign in or anything, but if after a long time, he brings back a lot of gold, I am afraid that Zuo Changsheng and others will be dissatisfied.

It’s not conducive to unity!

After much thought, Zhao Mancang felt that he still needed to give some suggestions to Lao Wei.

But before he arrived at No. 8 Guozi Lane to see Wei Huayong, he deliberately passed by No. 7 Denglai Hutong and prepared to take a quick look here.

After all, he hadn't been here for more than half a month, so he wasn't sure what was going on here.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was stunned.

It was very strange because the courtyard gate was not locked, but the main gate was closed.

Is someone trying to take over my place?

It was because he clearly remembered that the door was locked when he left before, so the scene before him made him wonder if it had been robbed or occupied by someone.

You have to know that the current situation is that everyone is short of food, and there is also a shortage of housing in the city.

No one has been in or out of Courtyard No. 7 for some time, so it is normal for people to target it.

Zhao Mancang got out of the car and prepared to push the door, but it turned out to be locked from the inside, which made him so angry that he laughed.

There really is someone inside.

With a strong kick, Zhao Mancang quickly kicked the door open and walked in.

Ah!
At this moment, Zhang Guilan, who was standing at the kitchen door, screamed. When Zhao Mancang saw this woman, his face instantly became gloomy.

This woman Zhang Guilan really has no bottom line. She actually came here?

"Why are you here? Didn't my brother-in-law disown you? Why are you showing up at my house?"

"Sister, what gives you the right to say this is your home? This is obviously my home. I live here. Why did you come in without knocking?"

Zhang Guilan, who was a little at a loss, suddenly became tough.

Then, in Zhao Mancang's stunned and surprised eyes, she actually tore off her clothes, revealing a touch of snow-white, then ruffled her hair, and then screamed loudly.

"Someone is molesting people, someone is breaking into people's homes."

At this moment, Zhang Guilan's eyes were filled with resentful joy. She was going to make the best of a bad situation and completely take over this house.

The house at No. 7, Denglai Hutong was the house that Lin Kai had told her about before. She had only followed him to the gate of the courtyard but had never gone in.

However, with her dream of marrying into the Lin family shattered, she completely gave up.

Following Zhang Guilan's scream, all the neighbors from the nearby courtyards rushed over. During this process, Zhao Mancang did not say a word.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak or didn't dare to do it, but being alone in the yard with a single man and a single woman was not a very friendly environment for him.

So he thought about waiting for other neighbors to come, and then it would be much easier to deal with the matter.

After a few neighbors came, everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw this scene.

Zhang Guilan performed even harder at this time, and even the white spot on her chest was not covered by her clothes.

Zhao Mancang didn't bother to look at the other person. He turned around and said to his neighbor, "Comrade, please help me call the street office and the police station and ask them to come and deal with this matter."

The neighbors had only met Zhao Mancang a few times and were not very clear about the situation.

After all, after Zhao Mancang bought the house, he had never appeared in front of the neighbors. He only stayed here for a few days when he came back in early June and before Lin Wan gave birth.

Therefore, the neighbors are also quite confused at this moment.

However, the street office and the police station were very clear about the situation, because it was Zhao Mancang who personally purchased the house and handled the transfer of ownership.

In such a big city like the capital, not everyone knows Zhao Mancang, not to mention that his name is too common.

It's not a double surname like Shangguan, Shentu, or Dongfang, so even if Zhao Mancang appeared in his true form, the street office and the police station would not know that he was the Zhao Mancang who was announced to have died in the I-shaped building on Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street.

Zhang Guilan thought she had a sure win, especially when several of the neighborhood aunties had already stood on her side and started to denounce Zhao Mancang, her face became even more smug.

Zhao Mancang was too lazy to waste his breath. Anyway, the auntie from the street office and the police from the police station would be here soon, and then it would be clear who was right and who was wrong.

What's more, Zhao Mancang came here by car, but the neighbors didn't know about it. Otherwise, they would not have believed her one-sided story.

Because if you touch the engine of Zhao Mancang's car, it must still be very hot.

This means that he had just arrived in Courtyard No. 7 not long ago, so how could he have molested Zhang Guilan?

After a while, the aunties from the street office rushed over. They recognized Zhao Mancang at once because they had heard that the owner of the house in Yard No. 7 had moved away more than half a month ago.

The aunties were all well aware that the residents of No. 7 Courtyard, Denglai Hutong, were guarded by security guards, because this had happened a long time ago.

In addition, more than half a month ago, there was often a car parked at the gate of No. 7 Courtyard. The aunties also came to take a look, and later they found out that it was Zhao Mancang.

"Hello, ladies. You should still remember that I bought this house, right?" Zhao Mancang took the initiative to speak. When Zhang Guilan heard this, she wanted to interrupt him, but was stopped by the aunt from the street office.

"The house is mine, but we haven't lived here in the past two weeks. When I came here today, I didn't expect that she had taken it over. This woman's name is Zhang Guilan. She was dating my brother-in-law Lin Kai before, but she got too greedy."

Zhao Mancang briefly explained the situation and then said:

"Please help me deal with this matter. I hope people like her can get the lesson they deserve."

hiss!
Several elderly neighbors who were watching the scene gasped in surprise. Their expressions when they looked at Zhang Guilan had changed. It was no longer sympathy, but indignation.

People like Zhang Guilan don't deserve sympathy, they are so hateful.

He is thicker-skinned than a city wall and shameless. He uses all kinds of means and regards the word shameless as the supreme honor.

The aunties from the street office also had extremely gloomy expressions. Of course, they believed what Zhao Mancang said. There was no need to lie to them about this matter. After all, the house originally belonged to Zhao Mancang.

At this time, Zhang Guilan was still quibbling and trying to gain other people's sympathy by saying that she was molested, but unfortunately, no one was willing to believe what she said.

At this time, the aunties from the street office also found some women's personal clothing from the master bedroom, which turned out to be Zhang Guilan's things.

Zhao Mancang was too lazy to listen to what happened next. Coincidentally, the police from the police station had arrived at this time.

Zhao Mancang believed that the police station and the street office would help him deal with what would happen to Zhang Guilan in the future, and he left Yard No. 7 at this time.

As Zhao Mancang drove away skillfully, the neighbors began to talk.

Today is another day of broadening my horizons, and it really proves the saying: There are all kinds of birds in a big forest.

"What? Lao Wei is not here?"

When Zhao Mancang arrived at No. 8 Guozi Lane, he heard Qiu Shigui say that Wei Huayong was not there. He thought it was just an ordinary matter, but he didn't expect that Old Wei had gone to the hospital.

Qiu Shigui didn't know much. To put it simply, Wei Huayong's son had an accident and became seriously ill, so he was sent back to the capital for treatment.

Lao Wei's wife passed away a long time ago. He has a son, but his son and daughter-in-law are not in the capital, so he is the only one here.

After Zhao Mancang confirmed with Qiu Shigui that Lao Wei had gone to the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army, he drove there.

Coming to the General Hospital again, Zhao Mancang felt a little emotional.

The last time I came here was when Lin Wan gave birth to her child. Although it was only half a month ago, I have to say that time passed very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it won’t be long before Xiao Shitou’s full moon party comes.

After asking the nurses at the station about the specific room Wei Huayong and the others were staying in, Zhao Mancang went there.

As a result, he met Hong Wumin halfway. The old man was in good spirits. When he saw Zhao Mancang, his face was full of surprise.

"Doctor Zhao, why are you here? Are you looking for someone?"

Hong Wumin didn't think that Zhao Mancang came to the PLA General Hospital to seek help, because the latter's medical skills were very advanced, so it was impossible for him to come here to seek help.

"Yes, I came here to see our leader, Comrade Wei Huayong. His son has cancer. I just found out about it."

After a brief greeting with Hong Wumin, Zhao Mancang was enthusiastically taken to the oncology department by the former, and was also invited to talk about many topics along the way.

Hong Wumin is a doctor in the Health Bureau and holds a very high status. Although he previously studied the Cold School represented by Liu Wansu, which is completely different from Zhao Mancang's blending of many factions, there is no end to medical skills.

The most important thing is that Zhao Mancang, at a young age, has already become a master of all major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, and has also incorporated a lot of the essence of Western medicine, especially his surgical skills. There are really not many medical masters in China who can be compared with Zhao Mancang in this regard.

Therefore, Hong Wumin particularly likes to communicate with Zhao Mancang. After all, youth represents new hope.

The most taboo in studying medicine is to work in isolation, and Hong Wumin has a deep understanding of this.

In the oncology department, in a medium-sized ward, Zhao Mancang briefly visited Wei Huayong and his son.

There are two beds in the ward. In addition to Wei Huayong's son who also suffers from a severe malignant tumor, the same is true for the other bed.

At this time, there were many family members from both sides serving the patients in the ward. With the arrival of Zhao Mancang and Hong Wumin, the entire ward became excited and lively.

Because the patient in the other bed knew Hong Wumin and knew that he was an expert, he couldn't help but ask for advice.

Seeing Hong Wumin being called away, Zhao Mancang breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this old man not only talked a lot, but also talked a lot.

"Lao Wei, why didn't you tell me that something happened at home?"

Zhao Mancang exchanged a few polite words with Wei Huayong, who shook his head and said that his son's illness was very serious. Even the doctors at the general hospital said they were powerless. What was the point in telling anyone?
Wei Huayong didn't know that Zhao Mancang was a doctor, and it was because he knew that he didn't look for Zhao Mancang.

Because Zhao Mancang is a surgeon who specializes in limb replantation operations, and his son suffers from a serious disease like pancreatic cancer.

The occurrence of pancreatic cancer is closely related to smoking, drinking, long-term consumption of high-fat and high-calorie foods, and genetics.

Wei Huayong's son Wei Shouchang not only smoked, but also drank alcohol for a long time. More importantly, because of his service in the army, he also overate for a long time, which made him obese.

Overeating can also lead to pancreatitis and even pancreatic cancer.

"Old Wei, if you trust me, I can take your son's pulse?" Zhao Mancang didn't really want to meddle in other people's business, but he needed to give Old Wei some advice and get the right help.

Secondly, Wei Shouchang also came from the army, although he was a bit fat and didn't look like the kind of soldier who could endure hardship.

But Wei Shouchang was much older than him, and looked quite dark, the kind of dark that comes from living on the plateau.

"You call."

Wei Huayong didn't have much confidence, so he agreed readily.

As for his son, he also looked depressed at this time, because he had been sentenced to death and would not live long.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mancang immediately sat down and began to take Wei Shouchang's pulse. At this time, Hong Wumin walked over and stood aside watching.

After taking Wei Shouchang's pulse, Zhao Mancang asked him several more questions, then pondered for a moment and said:
"Comrade Wei, your illness is actually just a minor matter. The doctors at the General Hospital told you that you only have a few months to live. That's actually a fallacy. It's completely absurd."

Wow!
Hearing what Zhao Mancang said, Wei Shouchang's eyes widened immediately, and his father Wei Huayong's cloudy old eyes also flashed with a gleam of light.

As for the others, they also exclaimed and looked at Zhao Mancang in amazement.

Hong Wumin remained silent, while the patient on the other bed listened excitedly with envy in his eyes.

"As long as you are willing to cooperate with treatment, you can actually live to be 70 or 80 years old. If you are lucky enough, you can even live to be 90 or even 100 years old."

"I am willing to cooperate, really, I am willing to cooperate." Wei Shouchang immediately became excited, and his wife and children also cried with joy.

No one can remain calm when facing the issue of death, and no one wants to die like this.

Therefore, when I heard the hope of life, I was of course willing to seize the opportunity.

"Hello, comrade. I'd like to ask which hospital you are from?"

Wei Shouchang's wife Tian Xiuyu couldn't help but speak. Although she was not very polite, she did ask the key question right away.

Zhao Mancang smiled, then pointed at Wei Huayong and Hong Wumin next to him and said:
"If you ask your grandfather, he might tell you that I'm just a soldier under his command. But if you ask Dean Hong, he might tell you that I'm not a doctor in any hospital, but I used to be a doctor in the steel plant's health center, haha."

The latter immediately followed with a smile:

"Doctor Zhao, you are too modest. If you are willing, I still hope you can come to our PLA General Hospital. I would even like to invite you to participate in the assessment of our Health Bureau."

After hearing what Dean Hong Wumin said, Wei Shouchang and the others were immediately excited.

However, Wei Huayong opened his mouth, but did not ask in the end. It was obvious that this was not the appropriate occasion.

After a while, Zhao Mancang was taken out of the ward by Wei Huayong. Outside, the latter looked at Zhao Mancang seriously and asked:

"Mancang, are you sure my son can really live to be seventy or eighty? Are you kidding me, or are you just trying to comfort me, an old man?"

He only has this one son, so of course he doesn't want to see him die before him.

Zhao Mancang nodded and said:

"I just said this even at the risk of damaging the reputation of the General Hospital. It's actually to give him hope. If I didn't say this, your son probably wouldn't live for more than three months, at most a month, or even half a month."

Pancreatic cancer is a very disgusting tumor. Because its early symptoms are not obvious, it is often discovered in the late stage and the treatment effect is poor. Therefore, its mortality rate is very high and it is also called the king of cancer.

Surgery is the only possible treatment for pancreatic cancer, but it also requires the active cooperation of the patient himself.

This cooperation includes a good attitude and good living habits, which are not only important during the surgical treatment, but also during the postoperative observation stage and the entire recovery stage.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Mancang said this.

"So your son must first have a good mentality. After he adjusts his mentality and physical condition, he can undergo surgical treatment. Only in this way can it be cured. However, if you want to completely cure cancer cells, you still need the active cooperation of the patient himself. Otherwise, the possibility of recurrence is very high." "Is this true?" Wei Huayong still couldn't believe his ears. After all, he had heard the doctors at the PLA General Hospital say that this disease could not be cured.

"Of course it's true, it can't be fake!" Zhao Mancang nodded and responded.

"However, Old Wei, you are the patient's father. If you don't want to see your son die young, then you must talk to your son and tell him to stay optimistic and positive and be full of hope for life."

Some people are naturally optimistic and open-minded, some are depressed and pessimistic, and some are even very negative and like to spread such negative emotions.

Lu Xun once said, the world is so big, you can either be vulgar or lonely.

No one likes loneliness, so those older single women in later generations were very stubborn when they were young. It is true that they didn't want this or that, and they always thought the next one would be better. As a result, they were picky and forced themselves to become 38-year-old girls, and some even 50-year-old girls.

Simply incredible!

The vulgarity that was readily available to them when they were young, when they reach a certain age, even if they want it, they can never go back.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know."

At this moment, Wei Huayong was no different from an ordinary father. He only hoped that his son would be healthy and die after him, which would make him satisfied.

The two chatted outside the ward for a long time before returning to the ward.

At this time, there were several more doctors in the ward. These doctors were quite angry at first, but when they saw that it was Zhao Mancang, their expressions suddenly became extremely interesting.

In the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army, Zhao Mancang has a very great reputation. Doctors such as Li Jinxiong, Pei Shouzhi, Zhou Kaiquan, and Huang Zhongfei all admire him very much.

Although the doctors in the oncology department had never performed surgery with Zhao Mancang, they had definitely seen him.

"Doctor Zhao, may I have a word with you?" Wu Bingxin said quickly after he realized what was happening.

As the chief physician of the oncology department, Wu Bingxin's understanding of the malignant tumor pancreatic cancer far exceeds that of ordinary doctors, and he treats at least ten pancreatic cancer patients every year.

However, these pancreatic cancer patients, as long as they are in the middle or late stages, are basically incurable and can only be allowed to live a few months to a few years longer.

As for patients with early-stage pancreatic cancer, Wu Bingxin has not yet received such patients.

"it is good!"

Zhao Mancang glanced at Wei Shouchang, Tian Xiuyu and others, and said with a smile.

Wu Bingxin's meaning was very clear, that is, he really wanted to discuss with Zhao Mancang how to treat Wei Shouchang's illness, but he definitely could not discuss it directly in front of the patient.

Seeing Zhao Mancang and Wu Bingxin leave the ward, doctors such as Wang Shoucheng, Yan Shirong, and Sheng Lixiang also had their eyes light up and left as well.

After years of development and growth, the PLA General Hospital has gradually expanded the number of doctors in various departments.

Take the oncology department as an example. Although there are only a few chief physicians nowadays, there are already quite a few deputy chief physicians and senior attending physicians.

In the office, after Wu Bingxin exchanged a few words with Zhao Mancang, he couldn't wait to start discussing the treatment plan for the patient Wei Shouchang.

"Doctor Zhao, I know you're very famous. Both Dean Hua and Dean Hong highly respect you. But pancreatic cancer is a very complicated disease. Our oncology department hasn't been able to cure a single patient yet."

"So now we hope that Dr. Zhao can tell us about the treatment plan for Wei Shouchang."

As Wu Bingxin spoke, Yan Shirong and others all focused their attention on Zhao Mancang.

The latter was mentally prepared and first explained to the other party the diagnosis of Wei Shouchang's current illness.

Everyone agreed with this diagnosis, and even the information they obtained from taking the pulse or examining was not as good as Zhao Mancang's.

To be honest, Zhao Mancang had not seen Wei Shouchang's relevant examination data, but he had basically determined his condition through taking his pulse and asking questions.

For such advanced patients, relying solely on traditional Chinese medicine to regulate the body and acupuncture treatment is no longer feasible, and surgical treatment is necessary.

Of course, Traditional Chinese Medicine also has surgical treatments, but such surgical treatment plans have basically been lost.

"What I mean by radical pancreatic cancer surgery is actually the removal of all pancreatic cancer lesions to achieve the goal of cure."

"The reason is very simple. The specific surgical plan can be divided into several steps. The first is pancreaticoduodenectomy, which is the surgical method for pancreatic head cancer."

"The second is distal pancreatectomy, which is mainly suitable for pancreatic tail cancer. It should be noted that during this operation, the spleen may be removed at the same time."

"Third, total pancreatectomy is necessary. According to Wei Shouchang's current condition, the cancer cells are likely to have spread throughout the pancreas, so this is the only option. During this procedure, the entire pancreas, gallbladder, part of the stomach and small intestine, and spleen need to be removed."

After hearing what Zhao Mancang said, Wu Bingxin and the others all widened their eyes. Such an operation was simply unbelievable.

why?
Because the operation is so difficult, just what Zhao Mancang mentioned about pancreaticoduodenectomy is enough to make doctors like Wu Bingxin's scalps tingle.

You should know that the pancreas is located very deep and is closely related to the surrounding tissues. This makes the difficulty of such an operation infinitely increased. At the same time, because the operation is very traumatic, the patient may die if he is not careful.

Even though Wu Bingxin and the others knew that Zhao Mancang was a surgical expert and the father of limb replantation surgery, they were still shocked when they heard him talk about the general process of the surgery, including complete pancreatectomy.

"Doctor Zhao, can you really do what you said?"

Sheng Lixiang couldn't help but ask, his voice was hoarse and his pupils were dilated, indicating that he was indeed very shocked at the moment.

In today's era, not to mention abroad, even in Beijing, there are the best doctors in the country. But even so, no one has been able to perform such difficult operations as pancreaticoduodenectomy.

As early as 1898, Italian surgeons performed the world's first pancreaticoduodenectomy on a patient with a pancreatic head tumor.

However, the patient developed pancreatic fistula after the operation and died 21 days after the operation due to cachexia and multiple organ failure.

Since then, many doctors have conducted related research and performed surgeries, such as the two-step surgery.

That is to say, the first stage is cholecystogastrostomy and gastrojejunostomy, and ligation of the common bile duct.

After three or four weeks, the second stage of surgery will be performed, which is the resection of the second and third segments of the duodenum, the pancreatic head, and the suture of the pancreatic stump.

But even so, to date, the mortality rate of operations such as pancreaticoduodenectomy is still very high.

This is an operation that can only be performed in foreign countries with the availability of a considerable amount of high-tech medical assistance equipment.

That is why Sheng Lixiang raised such a question.

Zhao Mancang heard this, pondered for a moment, and said:
"I haven't performed this type of surgery, but I can assure you that I'm 80% confident I can complete the procedure for Wei Shouchang's case."

"If Wei Shouchang can actively cooperate with my treatment plan, the chance of a complete cure can reach over 90%."

Cancer is not a rare disease in human history. Many doctors actually know about this disease, but they don’t know much about it.

Later, a family of traditional Chinese medicine developed a Chinese medicine that can cure most cancers, and it is not expensive.

But such a "miracle drug" offended the entire medical system and quickly disappeared.

Of course, Zhao Mancang was not very clear whether they were making profits under the banner of "being able to cure most cancers", but the high profits in the pharmaceutical industry and the complex relationships within it were unprecedented in later generations.

In short, in later generations, we can always see many places where a short street of only a few dozen meters is covered with more than ten pharmacies and three clinics, and there is almost a pharmacy every few meters.

From this we can also see how amazing the profits of pharmacies were in later generations. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many pharmacies.

After Zhao Mancang briefly stated the treatment plan for Wei Shouchang, he did not continue to satisfy the curiosity of Wu Bingxin and others, but chose to get up and say goodbye.

His purpose of coming here has been achieved for the time being. If he wanted to teach doctors like Wu Bingxin, that would exceed his original purpose.

Besides, he had been away from home for several hours and it was time for him to go back.

On Zhongguancun South Street, in the Zhao family courtyard, as Zhao Mancang returned, Lin Huijun immediately rushed up to him happily.

"Dad, where have you been? Why are you back so late? We are starving."

The past half month has definitely been the happiest time for Lin Huijun.

Not only were her parents at home, but there were also friends of the same age like Hu Xiaocao, as well as little kids like Yu Yuanxu from next door. She was never idle from day to night and was having fun like crazy.

"This morning, Yu Shumeng's mother came to our house and brought some gifts."

With Lin Huijun's "work report", Zhao Mancang quickly found out what had happened at home during the morning when he was away.

Neighbors should interact with each other, this is the long-term way.

Neighbors like Jiang Chuanmei are also very sensible and will not take too much advantage of Zhao Mancang. It is very comfortable to get along with such neighbors.

This was because he had already known the personalities of Yu Ziliang and Jiang Chuanmei. Otherwise, Zhao Mancang would not have been so generous in giving so much food and drink to Yu Yuanxu and his three siblings.

"Since there's so much food, why are you still hungry? I don't believe you didn't eat anything secretly."

"No, Dad, I really didn't cheat. If you don't believe me, feel my belly. It's flat."

"You inhaled, no wonder you look so flat."

Just one sentence made Lin Huijun very anxious. It was not until she saw the smile on her father's face that she realized she had been fooled and she immediately became unhappy.

After playing for a while, Zhao Mancang went into the house and asked Lin Wan what she wanted to eat for lunch.
In a person's life, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the most important things. Only after these basic survival needs are met can we think about other needs.

After returning to the capital, Zhao Mancang rarely thought about big life goals such as self-worth and needs. He just tried his best to enjoy the simple comfort of "a wife, children and a warm bed", because this was his greatest pursuit now.

The next morning, Zhao Mancang was still at home when Wei Huayong came to visit him.

The latter came to ask Zhao Mancang when to start treating his son?

Zhao Mancang said that he would have to wait until Wei Shouchang had completed a series of examinations before he would go to the general hospital and then determine the treatment plan with Li Jinxiong, Wu Bingxin and others.

There are three options for radical surgery for pancreatic cancer, which are different plans for pancreatic cancer in different situations.

The specific treatment depends on the extent of the spread of Wei Shouchang's pancreatic cancer cells.

Even though Zhao Mancang had already made a general judgment through taking the pulse and asking questions, the details were not very specific.

In addition, Wei Shouchang himself needs time to adjust his mentality, so he cannot undergo surgery immediately.

"And, Old Wei, I have to make it clear to you upfront. Although I will do my utmost to complete this operation and will give it 120% of my attention, it still carries risks."

"I'm not afraid!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Huayong also said seriously:
"I know that you, Mancang, are a trustworthy comrade, the best warrior in our 108th Department, and the best doctor in the country."

"Of all the limb replantation surgeries you've performed, not a single one has failed. I believe in you!"

Wei Huayong was not a reckless person, so he had naturally conducted relevant investigations early on. Moreover, Zhao Mancang's information was always in his hands and he could read it at any time.

Therefore, he wanted to know how awesome Zhao Mancang's medical skills were. Isn't that simple?

Limb replantation surgery is also very difficult, but among the many operations Zhao Mancang has performed, not a single one has failed.

And these patients have basically recovered, which shows how powerful Zhao Mancang's medical skills are.

Qu Guochun and others from Union Hospital, Hong Wumin and other doctors from PLA General Hospital, and Feng Changfu and other doctors from Peking University People's Hospital, all gave Zhao Mancang a thumbs up and praised him.

Wei Huayong knew all this very well, so he came to ask Zhao Mancang because he had full confidence in the latter.

"Old Wei, you..."

Zhao Mancang was at a loss for words and immediately explained to the other party the difference between limb replantation surgery and pancreatic cancer radical surgery.

In the end, Wei Huayong didn't understand. He only knew that Zhao Mancang was an excellent doctor with a steady hand.

"Don't give me any of this nonsense. I don't understand this professional knowledge either. I just heard a little bit. During the Spring Festival, didn't you participate in a joint consultation operation? The patient at that time also had an acute aortic dissection operation. I heard that this operation was also very difficult."

Zhao Mancang was surprised to hear Wei Huayong's words.

It’s really hard for Lao Wei to still remember the surgery for acute aortic dissection.

It is difficult for non-professionals to remember the names of these complicated operations, and they do not understand what such operations are like, let alone how difficult they are.

In fact, every operation is difficult for every doctor. Even experienced doctors still need to be extremely alert.

Because of a careless mistake, misdiagnosis, missed diagnosis and other unexpected situations occurred, and the doctor himself happened to forget about it. This is a very serious medical accident.

You must know that behind every operation, there is a patient who needs to be cured and a living life.

"Okay, Lao Wei, it's enough for you to know this. In a word, I will do my best."

This is the only promise Zhao Mancang can give to the other party. He has nothing more to offer.

For the next two days, Zhao Mancang stayed at home until that night, when he left home again.

It is not yet time to trade rutile with Ma Jiugong and others, but Zhao Mancang must make relevant preparations.

Because he still needs to prepare some gold!

why?
This time, the transaction with Ma Jiugong and others was for a total of 10,000 tons of rutile, and the price he offered was 8,000 ounces per ton.

According to the actual situation, there is a high probability that Ma Jiugong and his team will be able to provide 10,000 tons of rutile within one month.

Therefore, Zhao Mancang must prepare enough gold or US dollar cash in advance.

The total is 80 million ounces of gold, which is equivalent to 3.34 billion US dollars, which is a huge sum of money.

With such a sum of money, not only can he completely pay off the debt owed to Zhao Mancang, but Zhao Mancang also needs to pay nearly 1.5 billion US dollars in cash.

However, Zhao Mancang does not have so much gold and US dollar cash on hand, so he can only trade with other forces in advance.

The last time he made an appointment to meet with the people from Sam Intelligence Agency, the result was self-evident. They were going to cause trouble, so Zhao Mancang simply stood them up.

This time, Zhao Mancang was conducting a transaction with the General Administration of External Security of Gaul.

The message was conveyed through the head of Mario Airlines. With the powerful force of US dollars, nothing is impossible.

In order to complete this transaction and successfully transport the rutile back, Baptiste, the head of the General Administration of External Security, and others personally took action.

In the sea area between Vladivostok and Kimura, close to the Seoul Peninsula, there is an Ulleung Island.

There is only one island like this, otherwise there is vast ocean nearby.

It was from here that Zhao Mancang set out and came to an open sea area dozens of miles away from Ulleung Island, where he met with a group of Gallic people and prepared to conduct a transaction.

Under the cover of night, Baptiste and his companions had not expected that there was a third party here.

(End of this chapter)