"President!"

Ye Fan caught Princ.i.p.al Li, preventing the old man from falling to the ground. However, the old man was already unconscious!

Ye Fan hastily extended his hand to give the old man a pulse, and immediately discovered that the situation was not looking good. Although he was not sure what disease this was, the old man's body was already extremely weak, and his pulse was in chaos.

Although President Li had always been the one refusing to treat him, Ye Fan still blamed himself. If he had known earlier, he would have forcefully brought the old man to the hospital.

Ye Fan hurriedly carried the old man downstairs. Seeing that the dean had fainted, the few aunts who worked in the yard were all frightened to the point of losing their composure and asking what exactly was going on.

Ye Fan didn't have any time to explain and let them take care of the good kids. He first took the dean to the nearby hospital.

He drove all the way to the nearest hospital, which was also one of the best hospitals in Hua Hai.

"President Li?!" A middle-aged female doctor named Yang Min, who wore a sign, immediately shouted when she saw him. She hurriedly called out to Ye Fan to carry the old man to the bed.

Hearing that the other party recognized him, Ye Fan frowned and said, "Doctor Yang, you know Princ.i.p.al Li?" Do you know what's wrong with her? "

Surprised, Dr. Yang Min asked, "You brought her here. Don't you know what kind of illness President Li is?"

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, President Li had secretly come to the hospital to check?

She didn't want him to bring her to the hospital. She must have known about her illness long ago and purposely kept it a secret!

"Sigh... This old man is really something, why is he still hiding things from the people around him at this time? "Yang Min sighed and directed the intern," You guys take her in to take a picture and test her blood.

Ye Fan saw Princ.i.p.al Li being pushed forward and asked, "Doctor Yang, what is the princ.i.p.al's condition?"

Ye Fan was burning with anxiety, but he also knew that this doctor was following the rules of the doctor-patient relations.h.i.+p, so he couldn't force her.

"Then can you let me see that film later? "I'm also a doctor, I can see for myself." Ye Fan asked.

Yang Min was stunned, "You are also a doctor..." What a coincidence! Then … "Alright, come with me."

After a round of inspection, Ye Fan and Yang Min arrived at a ward.

Li Shuhua's condition could no longer be allowed to let her go back to the orphanage. She needed to stay in the hospital, so Ye Fan directly asked for a private ward.

After Du Yun'er received the call from the welfare home's aunt, she rushed over, contacted Ye Fan, and ran into the ward.

"Brother Ye Fan!" What's wrong with the Princ.i.p.al!? " The girl ran into the ward with a pale face and eyes full of worry.

Ye Fan was holding the newly filmed film, standing at the window of the ward, lost in thought, his brows tightly knitted.

Seeing Ye Fan's expression, Du Yun'er knew that something was wrong, "Brother Ye Fan, don't hide this from me. What disease did the dean have?"

"Heal …" Cancer? " Du Yun'er's charming face paled, and her eyes instantly turned red, "Then … Is that serious? "Where is the tumor?"

Ye Fan said in a low voice, "In the President's right lobe of the liver, there is a huge tumor. In addition, there are continuous tumor nodules moving along the inferior vena cava towards the right ventricle …"

Du Yun'er was confused, "Brother Ye Fan, I... I don't understand. Just tell me, can it be cured? "

Ye Fan nodded, "Although it's very difficult to cut it off, but I think..." If happy surgery is performed immediately, it should be resectable. I was just about to ask the dean if she would be willing to do it immediately when she woke up. "

Just as she finished her sentence, Dr. Yang Min, who was at the side, shook her head, "No, you can't. Dr. Ye, you have only seen this symptom, but please take a look at President Li's other medical report."

Hearing this, Ye Fan immediately looked at the other information, his face immediately becoming more serious.

Yang Min sighed and said, "Have you found out? President Li's kidney function is a problem, so using artificial heart and lungs is very dangerous. It's simply suicidal, so …" Do not perform happy surgery. "

"No happy surgery? "Then how do we remove the tumor?" Ye Fan mumbled.

Ye Fan was completely dumbfounded. The old man actually already knew that she wouldn't live long?

Du Yun'er could no longer bear to listen anymore. With teary eyes, she grabbed onto Yang Min's hand, "Doctor! Think of a way! There must be a way to save the princ.i.p.al! No matter how much money you spend, you can eat any good medicine! "You should think of a way!"

Your Big Brother Ye is also an outstanding doctor, he could tell what was wrong with him the moment he saw it. If you don't believe me, you can ask him. There's really no way to do this surgery. "

"No …" "That's impossible!" Du Yun'er threw herself at Ye Fan, shaking the man, "Brother Ye Fan! Say something! Given how capable you are, you must have a way to save the princ.i.p.al, right? "

She could only look on helplessly as her most respected and closest elder slowly lost his life. As a heart surgeon, she was unable to help her complete the operation …

Dr. Yang Min sighed. She had tried her best, but it was too late. She said a few words of consolation and went to work.

Ye Fan held Du Yun'er in his arms, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Yun'er, calm down a little. Let me think about it, no matter what, I will use all of my strength to save the dean … …"

As he was speaking, a weak voice came from the bed …

Ye Fan and Du Yun'er looked at the old man and noticed that President Li had woken up. The corner of their mouths held a trace of a smile.

"Princ.i.p.al..." Du Yun'er cried as she came to the bedside, "Why didn't you tell us? If you had known earlier, it might not have been this serious …"

That old man of mine suddenly left. I have lived longer than him … "I'm afraid that this old man is too lonely over there. He wants me to accompany him there, hehe …" The old man gently caressed Du Yun'er's hair and said with a kind smile.

"But... "But I haven't repaid you properly yet, I still want to be filial to you, and let you live for a hundred years …" Du Yun'er cried like she was about to cry.

"What are you crying for, silly girl? I raised thousands of my children. You are already the most filial one. You are already good enough …" Princ.i.p.al Li said with a smile.

"Yun'er, accompany the dean. I'll go out and smoke a cigarette first."

Ye Fan walked out of the ward, and quickly went through the corridor. He arrived at a small pavilion in the hospital where there were no people. He took out a cigarette, and his hand was still trembling slightly from the fire.

After taking a puff, he finally managed to calm down.