Chapter 1250

Ye Tianming walked into the ward and glanced at the people inside.

The middle-aged man, who was standing in front of the bed with the doctors in white coats, smiled when he saw Ye Tianming. "Tianming, you're here!"

Ye Tianming walked in front of the middle-aged man, nodded, and said, "Uncle Ning! How's the old man? "

"Not good!" Ning Jianbin shook his head sadly and sighed. "However, we've already invited a foreign specialist over. He'll be here soon. I'll let him take a look at the old man's condition!"

Ye Tianming asked with concern, "Isn't the old man's health very good? Why did he suddenly fall ill? "

The middle-aged man was the son of the old man on the bed, Ning Jianbin.

"He's old, but he still wanted to come down. Suddenly, his old illness acted up," Ning Jianbin said helplessly.

"Okay!" Ye Tianming nodded. He looked at the pale old man on the bed and saw that he was still wearing an oxygen mask. He was very worried.

"If only Junior Sister Apprentice was here!" Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Tianming's mind.

When the thought flashed through his mind, Ye Tianming suddenly looked up and slapped his head.

How could he forget about Junior Sister! Junior Sister's medical skills were superb. How could she not save the old man in front of him?

Thinking of Chu Muyue, Ye Tianming wanted to explain things to Ning Jianbin. However, at that moment, the door of the ward opened.

"Department Head Ning, the American cardiac surgeon, Dr. Carol, is here!" A man in a suit said respectfully to Ning Jianbin.

After that, a blonde haired, blue-eyed foreigner, Ning Jianbin, walked into the ward.

Ning Jianbin walked in front of Ning Jianbin, extended his hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Carol, thank you so much for coming!"

"I happen to be working in Shen City recently. As a doctor, I know that there are patients who need my treatment. Naturally, I have to come!" Carol said humbly and responsibly.

Ning Jianbin said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Carol. I'll leave my father to you!"

Carol nodded and said, "Okay, I hope Mr. Ning can show me the old man's case!"

"Okay!" Ning Jianbin quickly nodded and had someone send all the medical reports to Carlo.

To be able to become a famous cardiac surgeon in the United States, his ability was naturally not ordinary.

After checking the report, he thought for a while and said, "Rheumatic heart disease with mitral stenosis and severe regurgitation! If it was a young man, I would have a very high chance of curing him. However, the patient is very old and doesn't have the vitality of a young man! "

Hearing Carol's words, the faces of the doctors in the room turned grave.

They also knew the situation of the old man on the bed. Because the old man was too old, any surgery would be very risky.

After thinking for a few seconds, Ning Jianbin asked Dr. Carlo, "Dr. Carlo, how confident are you in curing my father?"

"The old man's condition isn't looking good. If I were to undergo surgery now, the chances of survival would be at most 85%!" Carlo spoke the truth. He was naturally aware of the situation in China.

"Only 85%!" Ning Jianbin's brows furrowed tightly when he heard Carlo's rate.

They had already discussed it earlier. The doctors here didn't have any methods, which meant that the chances were less than 65%.