Lin Muxi followed Lin Cuiping to the hospital.
Her father had suddenly fainted at the airport and was rushed to the hospital by ambulance.
The doctor shook his head at Lin Mu, implying the situation was dire.
He had a blood clot in his brain, pressing on his nerves and causing him to fall into a coma.
There were two options: one was a craniotomy, which carried significant risk. However, it offered the best chance to improve his condition.
The other was conservative treatment, to see if acupuncture could help dissolve the blood clot in his brain.
Lin Cuiping was at a loss. She looked at Lin Muxi.
"Xiao Ci, what should we do?"
"Your grandfather can't collapse!"
Just as Lin Muxi was about to speak, a decisive voice echoed from the end of the corridor.
"Choose the craniotomy!"
The voice was firm and resonant.
Lin Muxi looked up and saw her scumbag father, Lu Yuanhang, walking towards them. He said,
"My father-in-law has always been in good health; he can handle surgery!"
"The Lin family relies on him, and many businesses depend on his connections. We can't wait for slow treatment. The sooner the surgery, the better."
He approached the doctor, his face etched with urgency.
Then, he took Lin Cuiping's hand and said passionately,
"Cuiping, listen to me. Choose the craniotomy!"
"I guarantee I'll find the best doctor for your father's craniotomy. He'll be fine!"
Lin Muxi thought to herself.
"As expected, the scumbag never misses an opportunity. Isn't he here just as eagerly?"
"Daddy, why are you here?"
Lin Cuiping wiped her tears.
"It was me… I messaged your father. I thought with something this big, we needed someone decisive. Neither of us could make the decision, and I was afraid of delaying your grandfather's treatment."
Lin Muxi looked at her pathetic appearance.
"It was a case of 'hating that iron cannot be turned into steel'."
The system had previously described Lin Mu's tragic fate, being sold to a poverty-stricken mountainous area by Zhao Jingjing and eventually committing suicide out of desperation. Now, it seemed to be her own fault, being too consumed by love and handing over the knife to others!
Lin Muxi asked the system in her mind.
"How long can my maternal grandfather's body hold on?"
The system quickly replied.
"Without surgery, about a month."
"Your maternal grandfather's cerebral hemorrhage is very dangerous."
"Even the Central Hospital cannot offer a better medical solution."
Lu Yuanhang pretended to sigh heavily over there.
He lamented why his father-in-law had gotten this illness.
He appeared to be a son-in-law making every effort.
However, Lin Muxi could see the undeniable upward curve of his lips; he was clearly thrilled.
He was like a vulture or jackal on the savanna, eagerly waiting for the lion to fall so he could feast on the last bite. His expression was sickening!
Just as Lu Yuanhang was about to urge Lin Cuiping to sign the craniotomy contract,
Lin Muxi said,
"Wait a moment."
The girl's clear voice echoed in the corridor.
"Mommy, I know a very skilled doctor. I'll call him and ask."
Lu Yuanhang froze, his brow furrowed in annoyance.
"Xiao Ci, don't mess around. Lives are at stake. Your grandfather could deteriorate at any moment. The sooner the surgery, the faster his recovery."
But Lin Muxi ignored him and turned to Lin Mu.
"Mommy, do you remember Dr. Yang, my psychologist? He's a graduate of Harvard. I chatted with him before, and he mentioned knowing a top expert in the neurosurgery field at Harvard, one of the best globally."
"I'll ask him; perhaps there's another way. He has broad connections."
Lin Cuiping was immediately moved.
"Okay, okay, Xiao Ci, you're right. Ask him! Your doctor is very capable!"
Lin Muxi immediately took out her phone to make a call.
The idea that Helan Yan knew a capable doctor was a fabrication.
However, Helan Yan's identity was special; he wasn't an ordinary doctor but a hidden influential figure, so perhaps he truly had a solution.
The call was quickly connected.
The doctor on the other end asked,
"Is that Xiao Ci? Why are you calling me?"
Lin Muxi got straight to the point.
"Dr. He, you said before that you'd treat me as a friend. Is that still true?"
Helan Yan on the other end chuckled.
"Of course. I'll help you with any request."
Having received his promise, Lin Muxi said,
"My maternal grandfather is ill, suffering from a cerebral hemorrhage, and is at the Central Hospital."
"His condition is critical. Do you know any skilled doctors? The Central Hospital has proposed surgery, and I want to know if there's any possibility of conservative treatment."
Helan Yan paused.
After a moment,
Helan Yan replied,
"Hold on, I'll have a neurosurgery specialist from MIT contact you immediately. They have a collaboration with the Central Hospital and can quickly convene global neurosurgery experts for a consultation to determine the most suitable plan."
He logged onto his computer, sending an email, and a clear, youthful face suddenly appeared in his mind.
this first patient he met after returning to China had always given him a peculiar impression.
Despite being such a fragile young girl,
When faced with such a major event,
she could remain calm and seek his help.
So, had she truly undergone a transformation after surviving a brush with death?
Helan Yan said,
"Craniotomy surgery is indeed very risky. Don't sign immediately. Wait for the results of the consultation from the experts."
Lin Mu, listening nearby, heard everything clearly.
She had great trust in this doctor's abilities.
After all, this doctor had cured her daughter, Xiao Ci!
So, she immediately nodded, determined not to sign!
Lu Yuanhang, standing beside them, grew anxious.
"But father-in-law's physical condition…"
Originally, he thought he would be the one making the decisions, as Lin Cuiping lacked any assertiveness when faced with problems; she would only cry!
But to his surprise,
Lin Muxi, who usually had little presence, stepped forward.
"What other doctors? Expert consultations!"
He gritted his teeth, his voice urgent, even grabbing Lin Cuiping's wrist somewhat roughly.
"Cuiping, listen to me. Father-in-law's condition is critical. Surgery is needed immediately."
But this simple-minded woman, who was usually easily persuaded, somehow had a change of heart. She looked up, met his gaze, and her voice suddenly became much more resolute.
"I'll listen to Xiao Ci!"
Lin Muxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, Lin Cuiping had a moment of clarity.
She looked at Lu Yuanhang.
"Only direct blood relatives can sign for surgery. My mother and I are willing to wait for the consultation results!"
"Also, Grandfather's old friend, Uncle Zhang, is already on his way. He will support my mother and me."
As soon as she said this, Lu Yuanhang's face changed drastically!
Because he knew the weight of the "Uncle Zhang" Lin Muxi was referring to!
That was a Three-Star General!