chapter 19 There is another reason

"Are you going to let her get up? It can be considered a lesson." Near evening, Giselle took Carver to Cologne Bay. Irma was still kneeling on the spot, being pointed at by people passing by. Carve glanced outside and said, "Has evening arrived?" Knowing what Carver meant, Giselle sighed, "Sometimes you are really hard-hearted and don't know how to show mercy to others." With Irma's status as Miss Massey's family and her reputation as one of the most beautiful women in Jefpombert City, Carver was so cruel that he made her kneel until the evening. Carver asked, "Why should I show mercy to someone who can't stand me and even want to do something to me?" Giselle secretly said straight, just drove around Irma and arrived at Massey's villa without saying anything. "Giselle, Mr. Larsen." Giselle had informed her before coming, and Adler and Kalan greeted him at the door, showing him the utmost respect. "Take me directly to Mr. Giselle." Carver had no intention of being polite to them, and he didn't come here just to be polite to the Massey family. Adler was not unhappy and brought the two of them into the villa and to the room where Vance was. In addition to Vance, who was lying weakly in bed, there were also Hymen and experts from several hospitals who came as usual today to help stabilize Vance condition. Seeing Carver, Hymen was slightly excited and respectfully said, "Mr. Larsen, we meet again." Several hospital experts were slightly surprised. They had never seen Hymen respect anyone so much, and he was still a young man in his early twenties. Thinking again that Carver was hired by the Massey family to treat Vance, several people had some doubts and contempt in their eyes. But because of Hymen and the Ma family, they didn't show it too much on their faces. Carver simply responded and walked to the bed. Vance, who was pale, said, "Mr. Larsen, my daughter offended you so much yesterday. I'm really sorry." "She has learned her lesson. There is no need to apologize, Mr. Massey." Carver replied calmly. Hymen handed some information to Carver and said, "Mr. Larsen, Mr. Massey was a demining soldier when he was young. He was accidentally injured in the chest while demining." "The medical level at that time was limited, and the skin and subcutaneous tissue were sutured too tightly during treatment." "Mr. Massey was fine when he was young, but as he grew older, he gained weight. Now the wound is torn up to three centimeters wide, and there is no way to re-sew it. In addition, there is an infection that threatens the five internal organs!" "Of course, if Mr. Massey can lose 40 pounds in seven days, there is still a chance. But in the current situation, there is no way he can lose 40 pounds in seven days." Vance comforted him and said, "Dean Sackville, it's okay. Even if it can't be cured, I will still relax." Carver flipped through the information, then pulled back the sterile cloth on Vance's body, and found an irregular wound that was six centimeters long and three centimeters wide. Through the wound, it can still reach about four centimeters under the skin. Old injuries like this can be treated, but Vance obesity made the injury more complicated. It's like a piece of clothing that is one size too small and falls apart. Even if it is sewn up, it will still fall apart unless the person wearing it loses weight. But now Vance has no time to lose weight. Adler said with red eyes, "The old scar on his heart suddenly burst open last week, and he became paralyzed. Mr. Larsen, can you cure it?" "Paralysis?" Carver asked. Adler nodded and replied, "He has been unable to move his whole body since the old injury was torn. Professor Cornell said that it was caused by the torn old injury affecting the nerves." Carver looked at Vance carefully and read the information, "The tear from the old injury only caused his infection and insufficient blood supply. The paralysis was other reasons." Professor Cornell, who came to this conclusion, was unhappy, "Young man, if this is not the reason, then what do you think is the reason?" Carver didn't pay attention to Professor Cornell who was unhappy because of being questioned. He asked Vance, "Mr. Massey, apart from your chest being injured by the explosion, was there any shrapnel in your body?" Vance replied with difficulty, "There are thirteen pieces of shrapnel, but they have all been taken out. Is there any problem?" "There should have been more than thirteen pieces of shrapnel." Carver took out a brain CT, "There is also a small piece on your head, about the size of half a fingernail, and it is wrapped in blood vessels, so it cannot be found." "Normally it won't affect your normal life, but when your old injury is torn, your whole body tighten and the blood flow speeds up. This piece of shrapnel shifts and compresses the nerves, making the brain nerves no longer able to control the body. That's why you can't move!” Professor Cornell took the head CT and said, "Nonsense. This is a normal shadow. How could it be shrapnel? Could I have made a mistake? And it is really shrapnel. Something had happened during the CT scan." Hymen and other experts all nodded slightly. The consequences of doing a CT scan when there are metal objects in the body are very serious. Professor Cornell continued, "Moreover, what are you going to do about Mr. Massey's wound laceration now? What are you talking about it? If it can't be cured, leave as soon as possible. Don't waste time, so as not to delay Mr. Massey." His words were more specific, and he obviously took Carver's doubts about his inspection conclusion to heart. Carver was disgusted by such experts who could not accept different opinions, "It is true that CT cannot be done if there are metal objects in the body, but if it is not very large, it will lose its properties and become an ordinary hard block after decades of corrosion. You have not learned?" Professor Cornell's expression changed, he had certainly learned this before. But he was confident in himself and insisted, "But it's not shrapnel, it's just a normal head shadow." "Then what if it's shrapnel that's taken out?" Professor Cornell snorted, "If it is really shrapnel, I will take off my white coat and stop practicing medicine. If it were not for shrapnel, you will no longer be able to practice medicine!" "Okay!" In response, Carver turned to Adler and said, "Mrs. Massey, I can treat Mr. Massey's injury. But before treating the laceration, he must first regain consciousness, so I must first remove the foreign object from his head, can you accept that?" Adler frowned, Carver and Professor Cornell looked hesitant. She didn't know whether to believe Professor Cornell or choose to believe Carver. Vance coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Larsen, a dead horse is treated as a living horse to treat. You go ahead and do it." Adler was nervous, "Vance?" Vance smiled and comforted his wife, "Without treatment, I can live for at most one month. Let Mr. Larsen give it a try. I think Mr. Larsen can do it." He felt in Carver a confidence and calmness that was beyond his age, and he didn't mind taking a gamble. It doesn't matter if he loses the bet, he just died a month early. Even Vance had already said that. Adler dispersed his entanglement and said, "Mr. Larsen, I'm sorry to trouble you." Professor Cornell said, "Mr. Massey and Mrs. Massey, I think you should think about it. Surgery on the head is not child's play." "Who said I need surgery?"