The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

"However, I can also send someone to invite someone, Fanzi. Just let me know if you need anything."

Guo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't take Qin Zihao's words to heart. He quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Hao. But Director Xu has already finished his call, and we'll have the results soon. There shouldn't be any problems."

Qin Zihao glanced at Xu Peng, nodded, and said nothing more.

Upon hearing this, Xu Peng scoffed at Qin Zihao, wondering what made him think he could get Professor Fang to come. Just as he was about to lecture him, Zhang Qiqi pulled his hand away.

She whispered, "They meant well, so don't say such hurtful things to their face."

Xu Peng shook his head and ignored him, but the contempt in his eyes was evident.

Seeing Qin Zihao's confidence, Dr. Liu frowned in displeasure and snorted coldly:

"Young man, don't talk big! Who is Professor Fang Deming? He's a leading figure in the field of neurointervention in China, a top authority. To get him to treat you, you need very strong connections!"

"Even ordinary wealthy people would find it difficult to get a single consultation with him. Without connections to the highest levels, you can't even see his assistant, let alone have him personally perform surgery at this small hospital!"

"Only someone like Dean Wang could get Professor Fang to come, and Director Xu is Dean Wang's top student, so if he makes the request, there will definitely be no problem."

Hearing this from the side, Guo's mother stepped forward and quietly came to Qin Zihao's rescue.

"Thank you for making the trip, but it's fine as long as Director Xu is here."

Qin Zihao said "It's okay" and then went to sit down on the waiting chair outside the corridor.

Seeing this, Xu Peng instructed, "You all should leave now, so as not to disturb the patient."

Everyone nodded in agreement and returned to the corridor to wait, glancing at the time ticking by on their phones from time to time.

But they didn't expect that this wait would last for half an hour.

Almost half an hour has passed.

Guo Fan was very anxious. He got up and walked to the door of the emergency room, asking Xu Peng:

"Director Xu, does a simple phone call really need to take half an hour?"

These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the crowd, who all spoke up to defend Xu Peng.

The aunt spoke first: "Guo Fan, what do you know! Director Xu invited Dean Wang. Dean Wang needs to contact Professor Fang, so they definitely need to communicate properly. How can they be so impatient?"

Mr. Guo chimed in, "Director Xu is an expert; he'll definitely know what he's doing."

Zhang Qiqi frowned and glared at Qin Zihao.

"Can you please stop making things worse? Xu Peng is already doing his best, and you can't help him, so don't make sarcastic remarks."

Xu Peng walked out of the emergency room, glanced at Qin Zihao with a cold face, and spoke with disdain.

"Young man, you need to be patient. Someone like Professor Fang isn't someone you can just contact so easily."

Guo Fan then pulled Qin Zihao aside and stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Brother Hao meant well."

Upon hearing this, everyone swallowed back the words they were about to say.

After reading the message and having a better understanding of the situation, he sat back down in the waiting chair, his expression remaining calm.

Dr. Liu, in the emergency room, could also hear some noises in the corridor. He kept checking his watch and muttering to himself:

"Director Xu's connections should be fine... I reckon Dean Wang is still in contact with him..."

Xu Peng glanced at the time, wondering if Dean Wang's call had been going on for a while.

He decided to wait and see.

Twenty minutes later, the Guo family couldn't sit still any longer.

The aunt couldn't help but ask, "Director, why hasn't Dean Wang replied yet? Why don't you call again or send a message to ask?"

Xu Peng's expression remained normal, but his fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on his knees, revealing his inner anxiety.

"Let's wait a few more minutes. Director Wang is probably chatting with Professor Fang right now. He'll be done when he's done."

Guo's mother whispered to Guo's father, "Why haven't we heard anything for so long... Could something have gone wrong?"

Mr. Guo sighed, "Let's wait a little longer. Didn't Director Xu say..."

Grandma stood silently at the door, looking at Grandpa Guo on the bed, without saying a word.

Guo Fan stared intently at Xu Peng's phone.

Zhang Qiqi also sensed something was wrong and asked softly, "Xu Peng, why don't you call and ask?"

Xu Peng finally couldn't hold back any longer, "I'll call Dean Wang and ask."

He walked into the hallway and dialed the phone.

"Dean Wang, is there any news from Professor Fang? The patient's condition is urgent, and we can't wait much longer."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly embarrassed voice.

"Xu Peng, I was just about to call you back."

"To be honest, I contacted Professor Fang, and his assistant said that Professor Fang's schedule is completely full recently, and he really can't find the time."

"Although I have a relationship with him, Professor Fang is really busy. Do you think there's any other way?"

Xu Peng's face froze instantly, his lips moved, and his voice was somewhat dry.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Dean Wang."

He slowly hung up the phone, his fingers trembling slightly.

The aunt asked anxiously, "Director Xu, what did Dean Wang say? When is Professor Fang coming?"

Xu Peng opened his mouth, his face ashen, his voice hoarse.

"Dean Wang said he contacted Professor Fang's assistant, but Professor Fang was unavailable."

These words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing everyone's last hope.

The aunt was stunned: "Didn't you just say... Dean Wang and Professor Fang have a good relationship? How come... they can't get him to come?"

Xu Peng's face flushed red, and he felt utterly ashamed.

The admiration on Dr. Liu's face froze instantly. She turned her face away awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Guo's mother covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Guo's father squatted down against the wall again, head down, and faintly made sobbing sounds.

Guo Fan, his sister, and Zhang Qiqi stared at Xu Peng in disbelief.

I don't understand why they couldn't come when they had previously assured me they could.

God really knows how to play tricks on people!

Grandma closed her eyes, two streams of tears sliding down her cheeks, her voice hoarse.

"Well, that's the old man's fate. Bring me the consent form."

Guo Fan's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself.

"How could this be... how could this happen..."

The nurse handed over the consent form for discontinuing treatment.

Grandma took the pen, her hands trembling as she turned to the last page, the pen tip hovering above the signature line.

Only suppressed sobs and the faint beeping of the monitors filled the corridor.

Grandma took a deep breath and was about to sign when Xu Peng spoke.

"Grandma, isn't there still a 10% chance? Let's have the surgery. What if, what if it really works?"

"If that doesn't work, then we can only say that this is Grandpa's fate."

Xu Peng knew that, given the current situation, the chances of having Dr. Liu perform the surgery were less than 10%, but it was the only option available.

Xu Peng turned to the next page, which was the surgical risk disclosure form.

"Grandma, sign here, and the surgery will be done right away."

Grandma was stunned when she heard this. She remembered the old man's look and the way he touched her palm earlier.

No, she couldn't let her family live in a huge debt for the rest of their lives, unable to get up. Otherwise, the old man would definitely appear in her dreams and make her restless.

Life is full of unexpected events. She had heard clearly that the chances of the surgery being successful were less than 10%.

Looking into his grandmother's eyes and seeing her lift her pen, Guo Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed forward to hug his grandmother again.

"Let's listen to Director Xu and give it a try. What if it really works?"

Guo Fan wouldn't let go, still pleading, "Grandma, please try, I beg you."

"Grandson, that's a million! Your grandfather won't agree to it. This time, listen to your grandmother, okay? It's all my decision, and it has nothing to do with you."

Let her bear the immense pain of abandoning her loved ones.

Upon hearing this, Xu Peng was about to say, "I can pay for it first," when the door to the emergency room was suddenly pushed open.

Director Liu looked horrified. "Director Xu, the patient's condition has deteriorated again. The blood in his brain is increasing, and according to our estimates, he may only have a little over three hours left."

The Guo family members' expressions changed drastically.

Xu Peng quickly gave instructions, "Dr. Liu, prepare for surgery."

He looked at his grandmother and said, "I'll pay for the money first, so you don't need to worry."

He was about to help when he heard Dr. Liu's even more desperate words, and his face froze.

"Director Xu, I'm powerless to help the patient in his current condition. An hour ago, I would have had a 10% chance of success, but now... sigh..."

"Given the current situation, unless Professor Fang performs the surgery, even a miracle worker couldn't save us."

Xu Peng's face was grim as he muttered calculations, "Professor Fang is in Beijing. Even by plane, it would take two or three hours to get there, plus the train journey... there simply isn't enough time..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Fan slumped back to the ground, "There's not enough time..."

Guo's mother and others shed tears again.

Grandma shook her head, smiled bitterly, turned the page to the consent form for giving up treatment, and began to write.

Everyone looked away, their hearts filled with despair.

Just when everyone was in despair, a voice rang out.

"Grandma, don't sign. I can get Professor Fang here."

After many twists and turns, Grandma paused, turned to look at Qin Zihao, shook her head, and clearly did not believe it.

Xu Peng, still grieving, heard Qin Zihao's words and sternly rebuked him:

"You think you can get Professor Fang here? What are you going to offer?"

"My mentor, Dean Wang, is a top doctor in Jiangnan Province with connections all over the country. Even he can't speak up for Professor Fang. What makes you, a mere child, think you can invite Professor Fang?"

The situation was critical, and Qin Zihao had no time to pay attention to Xu Peng. He reached out and pulled Guo Fan up.

Guo Fan saw a large hand reaching out, and when he looked up, he saw Hao Ge, whom he had previously trusted implicitly.

"Brother Hao, are you really sure you can get Professor Fang here?"

Guo Fan was almost in despair at this moment, and he obviously hesitated about what Qin Zihao said.

Qin Zihao nodded, "Fanzi, when have I ever lied to you? If I say I can invite them, I definitely can."

He took out his phone, dialed Professor Fang's number, and put it on speakerphone.

The call was connected after only three rings.

"Hello, this is Fang Deming. Are you Qin Zihao?"

The moment everyone heard this, they all looked up at Qin Zihao, their eyes filled with shock.

He actually managed to contact Professor Fang!

The crowd regained their hope and cast expectant glances at Qin Zihao, swallowing nervously as they listened intently to their conversation.

Qin Zihao replied, "Yes, please hurry up and make the trip."

"Okay, I'll get there as soon as possible. By the way, how is the patient?"

Qin Zihao walked up to Dr. Liu and gestured for him to speak.

Dr. Liu was stunned for a moment, barely daring to breathe, and quickly explained the current situation in detail.

Fang Deming, on the other end of the phone, sighed twice upon hearing this.

"Is the situation that serious? I'm afraid I won't make it in time. The latest flight from Beijing to Jiangbei won't take off for another fifty minutes. The whole journey takes two hours, and it will take quite a while to get from Jiangbei Airport to where you are."

Upon hearing Fang Deming's words, everyone realized that there simply wasn't enough time...

Guo Fan collapsed to the ground again, sobbing once more.

Qin Zihao extended his hand to Guo Fan again, while simultaneously speaking to Fang Deming on the other end of the phone:

"Professor Fang, you don't need to worry about that. You just need to get to the airport in Beijing as soon as possible, and I'll take care of the arrangements."

"There's definitely enough time!"