The Unknown God of War

The words left the Tang family feeling devastated, as though the world was crumbling around them. After all, Tang Weiguo had been the one supporting the Tang family. Without him, it was a matter of time before the Tangs lost their status as one of the most reputable families in the country.

"Dad! Why… Why is it Cystic Lung Disease? I thought that dad had just been a chronic smoker, and was suffering from Tracheitis. This is terrible!"

"What are we going to do? How are we going to survive when Dad is gone?!" Tang Li lamented. Suddenly, he grabbed onto Professor Yang's sleeves and bellowed, "You piece of trash. All of you are so useless! What kind of doctors are you? I don't care what method you use, you must save my dad. I will not let you off if anything happens to him! All of you shall die with him if anything bad happens!"

"Yes, yes, we will try our very best. We will do whatever we can…" Professor Yang and the other doctors replied timidly. They broke out in cold sweat, visibly shaken by the threats.

Unbeknownst to the rest in the room who were panicking over the situation, Chu Feng had entered Tang Weiguo's room. He calmly went over to the ill man to take his pulse while the doctors looked on in shock.

"A bunch of incompetent doctors! What's the point of paying you so much money when you can't be of use at such critical times!"

"You can forget about walking out of here alive if anything happens to Mr. Tang!"

"I'm expecting all of you to think of the perfect solution within the next two hours. I want to see results!"

Tang Li's provocative remarks spurred the rest of the Tang family to direct their anger toward Professor Yang and the physicians. Beads of nervous sweat began to break out once more as the physicians felt their hearts race. They had nearly dropped their medical apparatus as their hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Stop with your nonsense! Are you guys trying to scare the doctors away? Who's going to treat Dad if all the doctors cannot tolerate your rude behavior? Are you going to treat him?" Sisi's expression darkened as she snapped at the rowdy Tang family members.

She then turned to Professor Yang and asked earnestly, "Is there really no other way, Professor Yang? Have you guys considered trying extracorporeal membrane oxygenation, or perhaps an ostomy for the lungs? We can try getting the clot out of Dad's lungs…"

After calming herself down, Sisi relied on her knowledge as a medical professor and suggested multiple treatment methods.

Professor Yang replied solemnly, "Ms. Tang, we have been using the extracorporeal membrane oxygenation machine all this while. As for the second method, it seems plausible in theory. Mr Tang's lungs have been badly damaged and there are signs of rotting. He is in a dire situation. Furthermore, the damaged spot is located too close to the heart. There is a high chance of internal bleeding given his weak heart. Mr Tang's life will be in jeopardy if there are any mistakes during the surgery." After a short pause, he continued, "However, it seems like we have no other choice, but to try this treatment approach…"

Sisi scrunched her face and took a deep breath. "Professor Yang, how confident are you about the surgery?"

The man was put in a difficult position. However, he bit his lips and told the truth. "Not… not even twenty percent confident."