In a very secret villa in Nakajima City, Qian Hua took Liu Dongfang toward the deepest room in the corridor.

"Doctor Liu, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Qian Hua said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay to treat the disease and save people, it's OK!" Liu Dongfang responded.

At this time, as Qian Hua opened the door, there was a presidential suite inside.

Mr. Qian was carrying oxygen and connected to the instrument. He was lying on the hospital bed and was being taken care of by someone.

"I'll introduce it to you."

There was another person in the room who was sitting on the sofa at this time. However, Qian Hua had not spoken yet, but the man's face sank and his face showed bad intentions.

"Liu Dongfang, how could it be you?!"

"Zhao Leilei?" The familiar face made Liu Dongfang raise his sword eyebrows.

He was the one who broke his hands and fell into trouble back then, and the most violent person in the yard was Zhao Leilei!

"You know each other?" Qian Hua was stunned.

"It's not just about knowing each other, it's so impressive!" A hint of jealousy appeared in Zhao Leilei's eyes.

If it weren't for the operation back then, Zhao Leilei, the one who married Wang Yan!

He turned his head and said coldly to Qian Hua, "What did you ask him to do?"

Facing the questioning, Qian Huaxin was unhappy, but because of his father's illness, he still explained patiently.

"The one who was in charge of the surgery before was Dr. Liu. Considering that his father's condition was complicated this time, he invited him to discuss diagnosis and treatment, hoping that it would be helpful."

"Is he doing it?"

Zhao Leilei had an idea and pretended to be surprised and said, "Don't you know, his hands are already ruined?"

"There's still this?!"

Qian Hua was shocked. In recent years, he had been flying around the world, so he naturally didn't know what happened to Liu Dongfang back then.

Seeing this, Zhao Leilei raised his lips and sneered: "He has not had a single operation in the past three years. Now he is just a waste that is not good at using it!"

How could he not know Zhao Leilei’s thoughts? But now is different from the past. Liu Dongfang is no longer the waste who swallowed his anger in the mouths of the people before!

"The second son of a thousand years old, have the face to say to me?" Faced with ridicule, Liu Dongfang naturally did not want to be outdone.

As soon as this statement was spoken, Zhao Leilei was immediately angry.

It is said that colleagues are enemies. In the past, Zhao Leilei was always under Liu Dongfang's halo in Nakajima City.

So it was later dubbed "The Second in the Millennium".

Now that the feng shui turns, you have the right to compete with me with just your broken hands!

Zhao Leilei walked to the clinic, took the film from that year, pretended to say, "Three years ago, there was something wrong with your surgery!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Dongfang frowned, and Qian Hua next to him was even more stunned.

Zhao Leilei was very satisfied when he saw Qian Hua's shocked eyes.

He took the old man's past medical records, pointed to a part of the film, and sneered: "In order to pursue surgical perfection, you actually removed the patient's lower right lobe, resulting in serious dysfunction of ventilation!"

"Otherwise the patient wouldn't have had a serious illness in bed because of a small cold!"

"All this is caused by your vanity. A guy like you who is unkind and unrighteous and morally lacks is simply a scum in our medical industry!"

Zhao Leilei was excited and angry, as if he accused Liu Dongfang of an unforgivable sinner!

"Zhao Leilei, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk randomly, otherwise you will be beaten!" Liu Dongfang said coldly.

This film was a right lung tumor resection performed by Liu Dongfang for Mr. Qian three years ago.

At that time, due to the rapid malignant solidification, Liu Dongfang had no choice but to remove the entire lower lobe of the right lung.

"Then how do you explain Mr. Qian's current problem!" Zhao Leilei sneered.

Looking at the inspection results on the table, Liu Dongfang was also a little surprised.

"How could the infection be so serious?"

"Some day ago, the old man insisted on going out for some breath, but he couldn't persuade him, but he caught a cold after he came back." Qian Hua said ashamed.

I was still doing well two days ago, but now I suddenly became seriously ill. When I think of the things at home, Qian Huatou became too big.

Zhao Leilei, who was standing beside him, said coldly: "It's not because of the extra piece of lung!"

Could it be that my father was seriously ill and bedridden this time because of the failure of the previous operation?

As Zhao Leilei emphasized many times, Qian Hua was inevitably shaken a little. He asked quickly: "Then is my father still saved?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult!"

Zhao Leilei shook his head regretfully.

Qian Hua felt a chill in his heart. The person in front of him was recommended by Mr. Bi. If he couldn't do anything, it would probably be really difficult.

"Wait, maybe there is another way!"

Just when Qian Hua was in a state of grief, Liu Dongfang's words instantly ignited hope.

"Doctor Liu, do you mean that my father is still saved?!"

"Lung replacement!" Liu Dongfang was so stubborn.

As soon as this said, Qian Hua was stunned, but Zhao Leilei next to him suddenly smiled.

"Liu Dongfang, do you think Qian invited me here just to see a doctor?"

Zhao Leilei sneered and said, "I really thought you had any good solutions. A doctor knew that he would have to replace his lungs, but if he had surgery, he would be able to kill him immediately with the current infection!"

Qian Hua, who was standing by, said helplessly: "Actually, I'm asking you to come today to replace my father's lungs, but in this situation, I'm afraid there is no way."

After all, it will be a matter of time before the elderly have COPD.

But he never expected that a common cold would be so awesome.

"Mr. Qian, I'll just say, if you invite him here, you can do nothing except spend money in vain!"

Just when Zhao Leilei was about to continue slandering Liu Dongfang, the latter's words made him a little confused.

"What if I have a way to control his lung inflammation?" Liu Dongfang said in a deep voice.

"Liu Dongfang, are you really stupid or fake?!"

Zhao Leilei took the list of combined medications and said sarcastically: "If you need to use 8,000 yuan per dose of imported medicine every day, it cannot suppress his inflammation. What can you do?!"

All the medicines that can be used on the market are used, but Qian Lao still has a high fever every day and is unconscious.

And Liu Dongfang actually dared to say that he had a solution, which was a fantasy!

"That only means that you are not academically skilled."

Liu Dongfang did not show any weakness and immediately retorted.

"What a academically unsophisticated person!"

Zhao Leilei's face showed a cold look, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and his memory seemed to have returned to the days when he was taught by Liu Dongfang.

Although Qian Hua also felt it was impossible, for the sake of his father, he couldn't help asking: "What special way can I do to stump Dr. Liu?"

"Branchoscopy, directly acts on the lungs!"

Seeing that Qian Hua didn't understand very well, Liu Dongfang explained: "You have done a gastroscopy and insert a tube from your mouth!"

"Similarly, the bronchoscope enters from the nostrils, passes through the glottis to reach the lungs..."

Qian Hua listened seriously, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhao Leilei beside him.

"It's ridiculous!"
Chapter completed!