Dean Li sighed, then turned around and walked into the special care unit next to him.

In the ward, a middle-aged man in his forties quickly came up to meet him.

"Director Li, how are you doing? How long will it take for Dr. Zhang to come?"

President Li nodded: "Secretary Lin, I have called. Dr. Zhang will rush to the hospital as quickly as possible."

"However, he is in Shaoxi now, and even at the fastest speed, it will probably take four or five hours later."

"Four or five hours..." Secretary Lin hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the bedside.

There, a woman in her forties was sitting quietly, holding the right hand of the patient on the bed with both hands.

The woman looked at the pale man on the hospital bed. After a while, the woman raised her head and looked at Dean Li.

"That doctor Zhang is really as powerful as you said? The first surgery in the Department of Brain and Neurosurgery of the Central Hospital. I heard that he is very young?"

Dean Li nodded: "Well, it's true, but even Tang Guohua believes that he is not as good as the first-hand brain neurosurgery."

"Also, since Dr. Zhang entered the central hospital, he has performed less than 80 brain neurosurgery, and all the surgeries have been successful."

"It's almost a miracle, with eighty surgeries, and few people can do this."

"Because no matter how strong a doctor is, he always fails. Even when he is not in a state, he will inevitably fail once or twice."

"But Dr. Zhang has achieved a 100% success rate."

Speaking of this, Dean Li hesitated for a while, but gritted his teeth and finally said it: "I think Dr. Zhang has a kind of luck, which makes him never fail in the operation."

"And I also hope that Dr. Zhang's luck can continue in Secretary Ye."

"So, I have been stressing that I hope to wait until Dr. Zhang takes the lead in the surgery."

"That's how it is!" Director Zhang lowered his head and pondered for a while and asked again.

"If it were that doctor Zhang who came to do the surgery, how likely would you be to succeed?"

"60%, if Dr. Zhang did it, the possibility of success should be 60%!" Dean Li thought for a while.

Although he was very confident in Zhang Kun, Secretary Ye’s illness was too serious.

Brain glioma is a difficult problem internationally, especially for some reason, so far, neither CT nor MRI can present the specific situation in Secretary Ye’s brain.

They could only judge that Secretary Ye’s disease may be a brain glioma based on some of Secretary Ye’s usual physical reactions.

However, if it cannot be presented, the progress of the disease cannot be judged, and even they cannot fully determine the location of the tumor now.

How to proceed after all the surgery can even be decided after the craniotomy is opened.

Therefore, Dean Li said 60%, which is already a manifestation of his greatest confidence in Zhang Kun.

"Is it 60%? What if Tang Guohua and the others did it?" Zhang Tan asked again.

Dean Li hesitated for a while, then sighed: "Tang Guohua once said that if he did it, it would not exceed 50% at most."

"Is there a difference of 10%?" Zhang Ting sighed silently: "Can Lao Ye last through these few hours?"

Regarding this, President Li nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Director Zhang, we have already treated Secretary Ye for first aid. Logically speaking, it will definitely not deteriorate within four or five hours."

Four or five hours.

Zhang Tan turned around and looked at the figure on the hospital bed. He was unconscious, his brows were furrowed, as if he was still suffering from some unspeakable pain.

"Then wait!" Zhang Ting said without looking back.

For that percentage.

One percent more chance of success may be the hope of life.

The ward fell into silence for a moment.

While waiting, time seemed to become heavier, passing slowly bit by bit.

Secretary Lin kept looking at the time on his watch.

"It's been four hours, why haven't Doctor Zhang come here yet?"

Dean Li was also anxious. He held his cell phone and kept dialing out Zhang Kun's number.

But for some reason, since the first call was received, Zhang Kun's number has been in a state that has not been connected.

President Li was also full of anxiety. Where was Zhang Kun? Can he arrive at the hospital on time?

Zhang Hall next to the hospital bed looked at the time silently, and it had been four hours and ten minutes.

"Huh!" Zhang Ting slowly let out a breath and said.

"Director Li, we can't put our hopes entirely on Dr. Zhang. Let's continue to prepare. If, if Dr. Zhang hasn't arrived at the hospital within 20 minutes, then Tang Guohua will take the lead in the surgery."

"Oh, that's all we can do. Director Zhang, I'll make arrangements first!" Dean Li responded, and then went out to make arrangements.

I just hope that Zhang Kun can arrive within twenty minutes. Dean Li prayed silently.

After Dean Li left, Zhang Dong quietly looked at the unconscious figure on the hospital bed.

Lao Ye, you have to hold on. We have been together for so many years, so you can’t just leave me alone.

Nantian is gone, do you want to leave me alone like this?

You still have a lot of things to do, your ambitions, your goals, your ideals, everything you have.

If you are gone, then all of this will be gone.

So, you must keep here, I, I am still waiting to grow old together with you!

Thinking of the sadness, even with Zhang Ting's perseverance, he couldn't help but his eyes were red and swollen.

Twenty minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

Secretary Lin looked at the time on his wrist and walked silently to the hospital bed.

"Zhang Tang, it's been twenty minutes!"

"Call Dean Li and let Tang Guohua undergo surgery." Zhang Tan said without looking back, his tone was very plain, but her hands were already tightly held where Secretary Lin could not see.

Lao Ye, I finally couldn’t wait for Dr. Zhang. So, it’s up to you, and you must keep it through.

Secretary Lin ran out of the ward and found Dean Li who was anxiously waiting for Zhang Kun at the hospital door, and said Zhang Hall's instructions.

President Li gritted his teeth hard, Zhang Kun, why haven’t you come yet!

However, since Director Zhang has already spoken, President Li can no longer postpone it.

He looked up at the hospital and finally saw Zhang Kun's shadow. Director Li shook his hand and said, "Forget it, let's see your life."
Chapter completed!