Cleveland Clinic, Nevada, USA.


    The headquarters of Cleveland medical center is located in Cleveland and has branches in Florida, Nevada, Canada and Abu Dhabi.


    The Cleveland Clinic in Nevada ranks first in the world in the diagnosis and treatment of vascular diseases.


    Moreover, this is the location of the cutting-edge medical technology laboratory of Cleveland medical center, bringing together a group of top biomedical and medical talents.


    Cheng Yunhai sits silently in a wheelchair and has just finished the examination. The latest technology is of no help to Cheng Yunhai''s condition.


    His lower limb arteries have been scarred, and it is difficult to use the human body''s self-healing ability to cure quietly. And he has other diseases. Cheng Yunhai himself has no hope of self-healing.


    After trying the latest and unapproved drugs, they still have no effect. Cheng Yunhai has died.


    Professor Bob sent Cheng Yunhai away. He said with a little regret, "Cheng, I still suggest you amputate. You know, prosthetics are very advanced, and the technology of exometallic bones has made a breakthrough. I believe there will be no obvious difference between prosthetics and human body in the near future."


    "Bob, thank you." Cheng Yunhai just took analgesics and walked in his wheelchair on the flat ground. He can think and talk normally. "I don''t want to turn myself into an iron man."


    Professor Bob shrugged his shoulders to express his regret.


    "Although your situation is special, please trust Cleveland''s technical level," Professor Bob finally persuaded.


    "I just want to try the latest genetic drugs, which have proved ineffective." Cheng Yunhai said, "Bob, thank you for your concern for me these days. I won''t commit suicide."


    "If you still have nostalgia for the world, staying in Cleveland is the best choice."


    Cheng Yunhai thought of the young man Tao Ruo introduced to him. He was slightly distracted and asked, "Bob, do you know Wu?"


    "Wu? Wu of Massachusetts?" Bob said instinctively as soon as he heard the pronunciation.


    "Yes." Cheng Yunhai said, "I recently collected some information about him and found that this is a surprising young man."


    "..." Professor Bob was stunned. "Are you going to have an operation with Wu?"


    "He said he had a way to try."


    "No way," Professor Bob said. "I know your condition best. The latest drugs have no effect.


    The surgery was also consulted. The surgical fools thought that there were three more stents in the blood vessels, and it was impossible to remove the embolus or remove the stent again. In other words, the blood vessels of your lower limbs had been blocked and could not be opened. "


    "Who knows, I''m going to have a try." Cheng Yunhai also knows that there is little hope. He wants to see it. If not, he must prepare for the afterlife and embrace death.


    Professor Bob was silent for a few seconds and asked, "what did Wu tell you?"


    "He said he had the opportunity to preserve my lower limbs and treat them surgically."


    "Is it vascular reconstruction? How is it possible to have such a long occluded segment of the lower limb?"


    "I don''t know," Cheng Yunhai said softly in his wheelchair. "Bob, in fact, I don''t have any hope for it. But I haven''t finished what belongs to me. I really don''t want to die."


    "Cheng, no one wants to die. You are still young, and the world is still new to you." Professor Bob said, "Wu can''t..."


    When it comes to the word impossible, Professor Bob paused and said with a bitter smile, "Wu has created too many miracles. Where is he now?"


    "A remote rural place similar to Quebec, Canada."


    "..." Professor Bob looked at Cheng Yunhai in surprise.


    After arguing with Dr. Anthony, Wu returned home in a rage. This is the last news about him. But Professor Bob didn''t expect that Wu Mian went to a remote village, and Wu, who was less than 30, was ready to abandon himself? This is really bad news.


    "Bob, I''ve felt my feet start to ache." Cheng Yunhai said regretfully, "I don''t want to keep my embarrassed appearance in your memory. After all, if there were no these damn diseases, we should be discussing a kit that can diagnose cancer in five seconds."


    Professor Bob sighed that it was just a beautiful dream. The man in front of him said that he would not take the initiative to embrace death, but that was just talking.


    "Has Wu made up with his teacher?" Professor Bob asked.


    "Bob, I don''t know." Cheng Yunhai said, "I haven''t even met him yet. The reason why I can know the relevant information is because a friend of mine has contact with him."


    "My God!" Professor Bob said in surprise. "Wu didn''t see your specific situation. He said there was a chance to treat it?!"


    "Yes."


    "As far as I know, Wu is a very cautious person. Every time he has an operation, the members of his medical group are like being baptized by the great devil, afraid of any negligence."


    The great devil? The young man from bajingzi? Cheng Yunhai thinks it''s becoming more and more interesting.


    Although he doesn''t think the young man can cure himself, Cheng Yunhai likes the name of the great devil.


    Maybe the young demon king really has a way.


    "Cheng, when are you going to leave?" Professor Bob asked.


    "Now," said Cheng Yunhai, "I don''t have much time. I don''t want to rely on analgesic drugs. But without drug support, pain will bring me into the abyss, endless abyss."


    "What will Wu do? Can you send me an email?" Professor Bob whispered. "It doesn''t involve trade secrets, it''s just the curiosity of an old friend."


    "I can ask Wu Mian," Cheng Yunhai said with a smile. "My legs have begun to tell me that the chat time is over, Bob. I hope we can see each other again."


    "I hope so." Professor Bob walked up to Cheng Yunhai and bent down to embrace the man with a dark future.


    Maybe this is the last hug.


    Watching Cheng Yunhai leave, Professor Bob was lost in thought.


    He carefully recalled Cheng Yunhai''s condition and the existing treatment methods.


    Whether it is bypass, stent or the latest genetic drugs, there is nothing to do about Cheng Yunhai''s lower limb artery occlusion. Professor Bob believes that the only solution to the problem is amputation.


    Amputation from the upper third of the thigh is the only way to get rid of lower limb ischemia and necrosis and extreme physical pain.


    There can be no other treatment, Professor Bob thought.


    But when he was about to turn around, a strange idea came to Professor Bob''s mind.


    Is it really impossible?


    That''s the magic Wu!


    It''s the great devil in Massachusetts!!