Jiancheng did not refuse, and Ah Le was overjoyed. Not daring to delay, he quickly led Chen Dao to the doctor's office.

I walked into the office.

The doctor looked at Ah Lok and was about to speak when Chen Dao interrupted him, "Are you saying that no one in Hong Kong can cure his son's illness?"

The doctor was taken aback. Although he was puzzled as to why Chen Dao asked this question, he still nodded. "Given the current level of medical care in Hong Kong, no hospital on Hong Kong Island can perform this kind of major surgery. Even if the surgery were forced, there would be a great risk of failure, and the consequences would be unimaginable."

The best solution is to send him to Europe or America. There are specialized hospitals there that treat diseases like his son's. And it's best to send him there as soon as possible; this disease is like a time bomb, it could explode at any moment.

Hearing what the doctor said.

Ah Le was even more desperate.

"Chen Dao..."

He was just about to speak.

Chen Dao spoke up again, "Can I use your hospital for a bit?"

"What?"

The doctor paused for a few seconds, unsure of what Chen Dao meant.

but.

Chen Dao did not offer any explanation.

Just a thought.

A few minutes later.

Several doctors wearing white coats and masks walked into the hospital and went straight to their offices.

"Brother Dao."

"Ah."

Looking at these people, Chen Dao nodded.

Is there no one on Hong Kong Island who can save it?

That's not necessarily true.

Looking at these doctors who possess medical technology 20 years ahead of their time, Chen Dao felt very confident.

Even if it's sent to Europe or America.

They certainly aren't as skilled as us!

Thinking.

Chen Dao turned directly to the doctor and said, "Lend me your medical equipment, and my men will perform the surgery."

"This...this won't do!"

The doctor was taken aback and quickly shook his head, saying, "This is no joke!"

Hear the words.

Chen Dao gave the doctor a cold look and said, "I'm not discussing this with you."

The doctor was intimidated by Chen Dao's imposing manner.

But he still looked at Ah Le, "Sir, you must understand that even in Europe and America, very few people can perform this kind of surgery. If anything goes wrong, the consequences will be irreversible!"

The doctor hesitated to agree to Chen Dao's request.

Just kidding?

What if something happens?

Wouldn't the hospital bear the consequences?

Even in developed countries like Europe and America, there are very few people who can perform this surgery. How could a gangster possibly have someone who can do it?

How can this be?

Hearing Chen Dao's words

Ah Le was also stunned.

"This……"

Seeing that Ah Le seemed conflicted.

Chen Dao didn't have that much patience and said directly, "I am absolutely confident that I can save your son. Whether you believe me or not, you only have one chance. The choice is yours."

Say it.

Chen Dao remained silent.

"This……"

Ah Le looked at Chen Dao, feeling conflicted.

This was, after all, a matter of his son's life.

For a while.

Ah Le thought of his son's pained expression, gritted his teeth, and said, "Chen Dao, I'm begging you!"

Hear this.

Chen Dao smiled slightly, "Don't worry, these people are far more skilled than anyone else in this era."

talking.

He looked at the doctor and said calmly, "Go and inform your hospital director that Chen Dao asked you to do this. If your director disagrees, then please tell him that I can transfer people to another hospital, but your hospital will no longer be necessary."

The words fell.

Chen Dao led Ah Le and several doctors he had just summoned away from the office.

Come to the ward.

Chen Dao pointed to the little boy on the hospital bed.

After several doctors examined him, they concluded, "It is indeed a problem with his heart valves. His condition is relatively stable, and he meets the requirements for surgery."

Just saying.

The ward door was pushed open again.

A bald man in his fifties walked in.

"(bdaa) You...you must be Mr. Chen?"

"Are you the director of this hospital?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Since you know me, just cooperate with me. Leave the rest to my men. You don't need to worry about it."

Say it.

Chen Dao ignored the dean and looked at the doctors, "Let's begin."

"Yes!"

outside the ward.

Looking at the busy, unfamiliar doctor.

The doctor who had previously received Ah Le looked at the hospital director beside him and couldn't help but ask, "Director, are we really going to have them perform the surgery? What if something goes wrong...?"

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing the doctor's words, the hospital director frowned and said directly, "Do you know who he is? He's Chen Dao, the most powerful person in all of Hong Kong! Do you know the consequences of offending him? If we really offend him, our entire hospital will be finished!"

The words fell.

The dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said helplessly, "Just cooperate with him."

…………

Over the next five days.

The doctors summoned by Chen Dao, whose medical expertise was 20 years ahead of that of the present era, began the surgery day and night.

Ah Le, on the other hand, waited at the hospital every day.

It took a full five days.

I spent almost the entire day waiting outside the operating room.

at last.

The afternoon of the fifth day.

The final surgery was completed.

The doctor, covered in blood, walked out of the operating room. "Brother Dao, the surgery was a success. You just need to rest for a while, and you should be able to recover in a month at most."

Hear this.

Ale was immediately moved to tears by Chen Dao's gratitude.

"Chen Dao, thank you!"

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