"You're saying that the mortality rate for gastric fistula surgery in children is 3%?"

The surgeon nodded: "Yes, and the younger the child, the greater the risk."

Chief Abdullah sat down on the hospital bed and could not speak for a long time. The ward was silent except for the cry of the little prince.

Everyone knew that the young chief needed time to think calmly.

For members of the royal family or big shots, a mortality rate of 3%, rounded up, means death is certain, and the risk cannot be higher.

In particular, little Prince Aziz is the only heir to the emirate, and his relationship is very important. If one of them dies or becomes disabled due to surgery, this will be a major blow to the country and the royal family.

In order to maintain his image of being open and friendly to the people, Chief Abdullah proactively promised to practice monogamy.

If the tuba becomes obsolete, it will be a question of whether he and the chief's wife can get another trumpet.

Daughters are useless. In European and American countries, daughters also have the right to inherit and can become queens. But this does not work in Arab countries. Women have a very low status and can only be treated as subordinates of men.

Queens are not allowed in Arab countries.

Not to mention Arabia, all Asian countries seem not to allow it. For example, Xiaoli and Sawadika would rather choose a nephew or a stupid son than a smart and healthy daughter.

If Chief Abdullah does not have a healthy son or heir, then his ministers and his people will definitely favor the brothers of the current chief, especially those "princes" who have sons.

Whether Chief Abdullah can survive by then is probably a question. Children who have lived in the royal family for a long time are no strangers to palace coups.

Politics is a matter of life and death. In order to seize power, they will never allow you to go into exile abroad to give you a chance to make a comeback?

Therefore, the little prince Aziz must be kept and grow up healthily. This is a principle that Chief Abdullah does not allow to change.

Strengthening his belief, Chief Abdullah looked at the many Japanese doctors in the ward and asked:

"Gentlemen and ladies, I'm very sorry. With all due respect, I mean, if, is it possible that there is another condition in this world for my son, a better treatment plan, or a better doctor?"

The Japanese doctors in the ward looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't want to talk.

Doctors have their own pride. It's okay if you don't treat me. But if you want me to admit who is better than me, then you are insulting me. I won't tell you if I know.

There was silence in the ward.

You are still stalling for time and hesitating, while the battery in little Prince Aziz's esophagus is still corroding the esophagus and surrounding tissues. The intense pain makes the child wail repeatedly.

"Mom, it hurts so much~~~"

"Dad, help me, I don't want to feel pain~~~"

"Uuuuuuu, I will never eat randomly again~~~"

The little prince's wails not only caused the chief and his wife to collapse completely, but also made many doctors in the ward feel compassionate.

The surgeon opened his mouth, but because of the possible risks, he decided to shut up and leave the choice of surgery to the Arab sheikh.

At this time, Professor Sakutaji couldn't help it anymore and had his own little Jiujiu.

"Mr. Chief, in fact, there is no better way. In cases like the little prince's, endoscopic surgery may be possible."
Chapter completed!