Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 235: I can try!

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: I can try!

Elinda introduced, "This is my friend, Lionel Yeager, a practitioner of traditional medicine."

Pausing for a moment, Elinda asked, "Mr. Harris, can I bring Mr. Yeager with me to see the patient?"

"Of course, since he’s President Elinda’s friend."

Mark Harrison nodded and then reached out to shake Lionel’s hand with a smile, "Hello Mr. Yeager."

"Hello."

Lionel also returned the handshake with a smile.

As they shook hands, Mark Harrison sized up Lionel.

But no matter how he looked, Lionel seemed too ordinary to him.

Mark Harrison withdrew his hand and made a welcoming gesture, "President Elinda, Mr. Yeager, please!"

Afterward, Lionel followed Elinda and Mark Harrison into the car and left East Beauty Pharmaceuticals.

On the road.

Elinda asked, "Mr. Harris, how’s the patient’s condition now?"

Mark Harrison replied, "My father’s condition is very bad, and he’s been in a coma.

Vice President Smith and the other doctors all say my father must have surgery as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I’m afraid my father might not make it through tonight."

Elinda said, "Can I see the patient’s medical records?"

Mark Harrison took a file from the front passenger seat and handed it to Elinda.

Elinda took the file and started to read it.

Lionel also leaned in to read.

After a while, Elinda’s expression suddenly darkened, "Mr. Harris, your father’s condition is too severe.

There’s a piece of shrapnel in his heart, two pieces in his kidney, and three pieces in his lungs.

Moreover, according to the records, these pieces of shrapnel have been in your father’s body for many years.

I’m curious; why didn’t he have surgery before?"

Mark Harrison replied bitterly, "When my father was young, he fought in a few battles and got injured.

At that time, medical conditions were limited, and although some of the shrapnel was removed, the rest remained in his body, unable to be taken out.

Over the years, my father has relied on medication to sustain him, and no further problems have arisen.

Unexpectedly, my father’s health deteriorated recently, and it’s due to these pieces of shrapnel."

Hearing Mark Harrison’s words, Lionel finally understood the situation.

Back then, East Nation was in turmoil, with constant wars.

It was only because of people like Mark Harrison’s father who defended East Nation, risking their lives and shedding blood, that there is now a peaceful and harmonious East Nation.

Lionel had great respect for people of that generation.

Elinda nodded, "Mr. Harris, these pieces of shrapnel have almost grown together with your father’s heart, kidneys, and lungs.

If removed forcibly, your father’s heart, kidneys, and lungs would bleed severely, which is extremely dangerous.

So, Mr. Harris, I can tell you clearly now that even if he undergoes surgery, your father’s chances of survival may only be 30%."

"What?!

30%?!"

Mark Harrison was astonished, with red-rimmed eyes, he asked, "President Elinda, you’re the president of the Western Medicine Association and an authority in the field; can’t you save my father?"

Elinda sighed, "Such surgery is really difficult; even if other top surgeons in the world tried, the chances of saving your father would still be less than 30%."

Mark Harrison begged, "President Elinda, please save my father!

If you can save my father, the Harrison family will be extremely grateful!"

Elinda said, "I have to see the actual condition of the patient before I make a decision, but don’t hold your hopes up too high."

"Alright."

Mark Harrison nodded weakly.

"In my opinion, removing all the shrapnel and saving your father shouldn’t be too difficult," said Lionel, who had been silent.

"Ah?!"

Elinda looked at Lionel in astonishment, "Mr. Yeager, are you serious?!"

"Of course."

Lionel nodded, "If I were to perform this operation, the patient’s chances of survival would be at least 70%."

"How...how is that possible?!"

Elinda looked at Lionel in shock.

Mark Harrison hesitated for a moment before sighing, "Mr. Yeager, I know you’re trying to comfort me.

But since even President Elinda said so, it must be true.

Moreover, I’ve never heard of traditional medicine performing surgery."

"I’ve also never heard of traditional medicine performing surgery."

Elinda added.

Lionel said, "Just because you haven’t heard of it doesn’t mean traditional medicine can’t perform surgery.

Traditional medicine can perform surgery, and it can be traced back to a long history.

For example, Divine Doctor Lucas Hodge, court physician Nestor Yu, and other traditional medical practitioners have performed surgery..."

Mark Harrison interrupted, "Mr. Yeager, maybe there were traditional doctors who could perform surgery in the past.

But now, our East Nation medicine has declined, and there’s no traditional doctor who can perform surgery.

So, Mr. Yeager, please don’t say anything else.

When it comes to surgery, I trust western medicine more than traditional medicine."

Lionel frowned, "Mr. Harris, I can try."

If it were someone else who didn’t believe in him, he wouldn’t prattle on.

But Mark Harrison’s father was worthy of his respect, so he wanted to help.

"Try?"

Mark Harrison frowned, his tone growing heavier, "Mr. Yeager, my father’s condition can’t afford any experiments!

If it weren’t for President Elinda’s sake, do you believe I would kick you out of the car right now?"

Elinda shook her head at Lionel and then said to Mark Harrison, "Mr. Harris, don’t be angry; Mr. Yeager is just trying to help."

Mark Harrison nodded and didn’t look at Lionel anymore, focusing on driving.

Lionel sighed and didn’t say anything else.

...

At the same time.

Dream-Chasing Charity Foundation Building.

Nash Lee led the children of the Sunshine Welfare Institute to stand at the entrance.

The employees of the welfare home had set up a banner.

The banner read: "The Dream-Chasing Charity Foundation has embezzled 5,150,000 charity donations from Sunshine Welfare Institute, assaulting welfare home staff, and flouting the law!"

At this moment, employees and passersby saw the scene and started pointing and whispering.

"What’s going on? Did the Dream-Chasing Charity Foundation really embezzle donations from the Sunshine Welfare Institute?"

"It must be true. I heard that the Dream-Chasing Charity Foundation has been embezzling donations from various welfare homes in River City, and those welfare homes have come to protest, but they were all suppressed!"

"I heard the Dream-Chasing Charity Foundation has a profound background, these small welfare homes can’t fight against it!"

"Right, when faced with such situations, these small welfare homes can only give up!"

Spectators whispered and shook their heads in pity.

At this point, a group of security guards walked out of the building.

The security team leader glared at Nash Lee and others, gritting his teeth, "Stop making a scene here and get lost!"