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Chapter 1280 One Less Medicine

"I tell you, you said that Little Vinson's legs cannot be cured, and I will show you today! I will convince you!" Jian'er made a ruthless chest and crossed his waist.

"Song, can you really cure Little Vincent's disease?!" Abel asked expectantly, covering the corner of his mouth that was broken during the fight. "But didn't you say Little Vincent's condition was not very good?" When he said this, Abel became a little worried again. After all, the doctor usually said "the situation is not very good." or "there is no help." or "there is no treatment." However, in order to take care of the emotions of the patient's family, the doctor said it more tactfully.

"The situation is not very good, at least it's much worse than when I came to check on Little Vincent last time." When he said this, Jian Er couldn't help but glared at Dr. Clark. It was this guy who didn't know how to interfere with it. If he carefully analyzed Dr. Brown's previous treatment plan, or if the situation is not right, he wouldn't have been like this now. It's really better than God's plan. Little Vincent, this child, oh! What a pity...

"Then, how much may the little Vinson recover after treatment?" Merian asked in a low voice. Regarding this question, Merian wanted to know, but was afraid of hearing. However, now it seems that the worst thing should be left behind, right? Even if the leg is unconscious, she can only use a crutch and a wheelchair in the future, but it is better than missing one leg.

"It is impossible to completely recover." Jian'er said. She was afraid that Merian would hold the unrealistic fantasy. After all, she is a human being, not a god, and even a god is not disabled. For example, Little Vinson's legs are used to make these guys do this, and she wants to completely recover as before, that is impossible!

"We know," the Merians held each other's hands tightly, and they didn't dare to think about such good things, "we just want to know how much he can recover."

If you don’t ask the best, ask the worst? Jian'er looked at the couple with some wonder. However, this is good, what you know is the worst result, so the expectation is low. Keeping it the same is a calculation in your heart. If it gets better, it is an unexpected surprise and a very rational question. Suddenly, Jian'er likes the couple a little.

"If the worst thing is that Little Vinson's leg will not be able to force it, and he cannot stand for a long time, and he will even have to rely on crutches to a certain extent." Jian'er gave the answer.

"Thank God!" To Jian'er's surprise, when she heard her answer, the Merians actually cried with joy.

"I mean, Little Vinson may have to rely on crutches to walk in the future." Thinking that the couple didn't hear their answer clearly, Jian'er couldn't help but emphasize it again.

"Don't worry, Song, we have heard what you said just now." Merian wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "This is already very good. In fact, it is good for us to save Little Vinson's legs. As long as his legs can recover consciousness, even if he has to live on a crutch and a wheelchair in the future, it is already a gift from God to us. God blesses me, what else can we pray for?"

"What if it recovers well? What's the best way to recover?" Abel couldn't help asking.

"The best situation? With the current conditions, the best situation is that Little Vincent can walk by himself, but his legs will be uneven unless..." Jian'er hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.

"Unless what?" Merian couldn't help asking. She could feel that the second half of Jane's unspeakable sentence was very important, and she must ask clearly.

"Forget it, it's useless to say this." Jian'er shook her head and did not answer.

"Please tell me, please." Merian asked again.

"Hey~, it's useless for you to know." Jian'er regretted that her mouth was approaching.

"Please!" Merian made his third request stubbornly.

Jian'er sighed: "Forget it, if you must know, then I will tell you. In fact, it is not impossible for Little Vincent's legs to return to a normal state of walking. Although he can no longer bear the high-intensity exercise like playing football (Jian'er still remembers Little Vincent's dream is to become a football player), it is still okay to walk normally and even exercise a small amount. But if you want to treat it to that level, you need a medicine, but I don't have that kind of medicine!"

"What medicine?" Merian decided that as long as she knew what medicine was, even if she traveled all over the world, she would find it for her son.

"You can't get that kind of medicine." Jian'er shook her head.

"If you don't say it, how do you know we won't get it?" Merian's stubbornness came up. Since she knew that her son had a better chance of recovery, Merian didn't want to give up.

"Yes, that's right, if Merian and the others can't find it, our xxx hospital is willing to do our best." Dr. Brown, who was standing aside, suddenly spoke, "But if that's the case, I hope that Little Vinson's treatment can be carried out in our xxx hospital."

Dr. Brown's little abacus was so loud that it was crackling. Not to mention anything else, given their xxx hospital's status in the medical field and connections, they would not get any medicine they wanted. Even if that medicine was still a banned drug in the laboratory, as long as they thought, they could still find a way to get the medicine. As long as Little Vinson's disease continued to be treated in their hospital, then let alone what they might have learned during the treatment of Xiao Wen's treatment of Xiao Wen (Jian'er: Don't blame me for not reminding you that the medicine in the East and the West is completely different. If you only use it, you can't see the reason even if you look at it for a hundred years.), the only way for their hospital to cure even Dr. Clark's disease in the end, and a patient destined to amputate will gain a huge reputation.

Although this is a bit like stepping on Dr. Clark's shoulders and the person being treated is not the staff of their hospital, as long as the person is cured in their hospital, their hospital will benefit from it!

"And I," Dr. Clark suddenly spoke, "I will help you too!"

Everyone looked at Dr. Clark with surprise because no one thought he would say such things.

"What are you looking at?" Dr. Clark said in a furious manner, "I just don't want that woman to be unable to cure her illness. She just fooled her."
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