"Director Zhang, you know what happened. Just tell me what you're thinking." In the end, Xiang Heping took a moment to calm down before helplessly saying,"You don't have to say nice things to your own old man. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Old Xiang ..."
"Director Zhang, to be honest, I'll think of a way. Just tell me whether I should choose to perform conservative treatment or surgery. I want the truth. " Xiang ping bit the bullet and said.
"I think there's a high probability that there won't be any problems. At least, there won't be any complications such as paralysis." Director Zhang from the orthopedics department said,"we'll do a follow-up scan of the chest two weeks after the surgery. I'm thinking that there might be complications such as swelling of the soft tissue at the posterior edge of the 12th level of the chest. However, it won't affect the patient's function."
"If it's a surgery, what are you going to do?" Xiang Heping asked.
