"If it is lower than forty percent, do not perform the surgery!" Even though the doctor replied tactfully, and he was losing consciousness, he knew that the failure of the operation meant that he would die on the operating table, never being able to see Jiang Yao again.
If the success rate was forty percent, he would go ahead and do whatever it takes to stay alive.
However, if no matter what was done and the outcome was death, what was the point of an operation? He would rather hold out and see Jiang Yao for the last time.
"Captain Lu, we need to start the surgery soon, or else you will die!" The doctor could not contain his desperation.
"If I die because of the surgery, I'd rather stay awake a little longer and see my wife! If I die, I will never see her again! Never! She is my wife; it took me so long to be with her! How can I throw it away just like that!" Lu Xingzhi was getting aggressive and was even struggling to get down from the operating table.
"Captain Lu, take it easy, don't do anything rash!" The nurse came forward and held him down. She turned and looked at the head surgeon.
The head surgeon looked at the assistant director. Seeing Lu Xingzhi's condition, they were not sure if a ten percent success rate was even possible.
"We need to let them know!" Not waiting for the assistant director's reply, the head surgeon walked out of the operating room. He called out to the nurses and doctors, "Start the blood transfusion now and do all you can to stop the bleeding!"
The people waiting outside the operating theater were surprised to see the door open up. They huddled around the head surgeon. Seeing his grim expression, nobody dared to ask the question.
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