In Zhongdao City, in a very secret villa, Qian Hua took Liu Dongfang and walked towards the deepest room in the corridor.

"Dr. Liu, I have to trouble you again this time." Qian Hua said apologetically.

"It's okay. It's okay to treat illnesses and save lives!" Liu Dongfang responded.

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

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

"Let me introduce you."

There was another person in the room, sitting on the sofa at this time. However, Qian Hua hadn't spoken yet, and he saw that person's face sinking, showing a bad look on his face.

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

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

Back then, when his hand was broken and he was in despair, one of the people who caused the most trouble in the courtyard was Zhao Leile!

"Do you know each other?!" Qian Hua looked stunned.

"More than just knowing each other, I'm really impressed!" Zhao Leilei had a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for the surgery that year, it would have been him, Zhao Leile, who married Wang Yan!

He turned to Qian Hua and said coldly: "Why did you invite him here?"

Faced with the questioning, Qian Hua felt unhappy, but for the sake of his father's illness, he patiently explained.

"The previous surgeon was Dr. Liu. Considering that my father's condition is complicated this time, we invited him to discuss diagnosis and treatment together. I hope it can be helpful."

"Did he do it?"

Zhao Leilei had an idea and pretended to be surprised: "You don't know that his hands are long gone?"

"What else is happening?!"

Qian Hua was shocked. In the past few years, the group has developed and he has traveled all over the world. Naturally, he didn't know what Liu Dongfang was doing back then.

Seeing this, Zhao Leile raised the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "In the past three years, he has not had a single operation, and now he is just useless trash!"

How could he not know Zhao Leilei's thoughts, but today is different from the past, he, Liu Dongfang, is no longer the trash that everyone said he was before!

"How dare you, the thousand-year-old son, to criticize me?" Liu Dongfang naturally refused to be outdone in the face of ridicule.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Leile immediately felt angry.

It is said that colleagues are enemies. In the past in Zhongdao City, Zhao Leilei had always been under the aura of Liu Dongfang.

So much so that he was later nicknamed "the second in a thousand years".

Nowadays, the situation is changing. With your severed hands, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?

Zhao Leile walked to the diagnosis and treatment table, took the film from that year, and pretended to say: "Three years ago, there was something wrong with your surgery!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Dongfang frowned, while Qian Hua next to him was even more stunned.

Seeing Qian Hua's shocked eyes, Zhao Leile was very satisfied.

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

"Otherwise, the patient wouldn't be seriously ill in bed just because of a small cold!"

"All of this is caused by your vanity. Guys like you who are unkind and lacking in morality are simply the scum of our medical industry!"

Zhao Leilei's words were excited and his expression was angry, as if he was accusing Liu Dongfang of being a heinous sinner!

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

This picture shows the right lung tumor resection performed by Liu Dongfang on Mr. Qian three years ago.

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

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

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

"How could the infection be so serious?!"

"A few days ago, the old man insisted on going out to get some fresh air, but he couldn't resist him. As a result, he caught a cold when he came back." Qian Hua said with some shame.

He was fine two days ago, but now he is suddenly seriously ill and unconscious. When he thinks about what happened at home, Qian Hua's head gets big.

Zhao Leilei on the side said coldly: "It's not because of the extra lung!"

Could it be that it was because of a mistake in the previous surgery that my father was seriously ill and bedridden this time?!

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

"I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

Zhao Leile 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 be really difficult.

"Wait, maybe there is a way!"

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

"Dr. Liu, are you saying that my father can still be saved?!"

"Replace lungs!" Liu Dongfang hit the nail on the head.

As soon as he said this, Qian Hua was startled, but Zhao Leile next to him suddenly laughed.

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

Zhao Leilei sneered: "I really thought you had any good ideas. Every doctor knows that he needs to replace a lung, but if he actually does the operation, the current infection will kill him immediately!"

Qian Hua on the side also said helplessly: "Actually, the reason why I invited you here today is to replace my father's lungs, but in this situation, I'm afraid there is no other way."

After all, for elderly people with COPD, lung replacement is a matter of time.

But he never expected that a common cold could be so severe.

"Mr. Qian, let me tell you this, if you invite him here, he will do nothing but waste your money!"

Just when Zhao Leilei was about to continue to slander Liu Dongfang, the latter's words confused him.

"What if I can control his lung inflammation?" Liu Dongfang said solemnly.

"Liu Dongfang, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?!"

Zhao Leilei took the combined medication list and said sarcastically: "Imported medicine costing 8,000 yuan a pill, and he takes 8 pills a day, but it can't suppress his inflammation. What can you do?!"

I have used all the medicines available on the market, but Mr. Qian still has a high fever every day and falls into a coma.

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

"That only shows that you are not good at academics."

Liu Dongfang didn't show any weakness and immediately fought back.

"What a poor academic!"

Zhao Leilei had a cold look on his face, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and his memory seemed to have returned to the days when he was being taught by Liu Dongfang.

Although Qian Hua also thought it was impossible, for the sake of his father, he couldn't help but ask: "Is there any special way to stump Dr. Liu?"

"Bronchoscope, applies drugs directly to the lungs!"

Seeing that Qian Hua didn't quite understand, Liu Dongfang explained: "Have you done a gastroscopy and put a tube in your mouth?"

"Similarly, the bronchoscope enters through the nostril, passes through the glottis and reaches the lungs..."

Qian Hua listened carefully, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhao Leile on the side.
Chapter completed!