own strength, or was there something else hidden behind his actionsOf course, all of this is just Ye Fan's guess."Master, Master," Jiang Xue's timely voice pulled Ye Fan back from his contemplation."...Murong Lin suddenly remembered something, picked up a document on the table, and handed it to Ye Fan, saying: "The pathological data about Silly Girl is out. Since she was admitted to the hospital, we have conducted various examinations and analyses, but the results are very strange. The test results show that all her data are normal!"

"What does that mean" Ye Fan asked puzzled.

"From a pathological standpoint, she's perfectly healthy!" Murong Lin stated seriously.

“No illness How is that possible! We went to every major hospital, and they all said she only has the intelligence of a four-year-old, that she's an intellectually disabled child. And you're telling me she's fine” Ye Fan was about to curse, if he hadn't known Murong Lin for so long, he would have called him a quack doctor right then and there.

"Young man, don't get excited. Let me explain first. It was precisely because of her special circumstances that I called you." Murong Lin took out a document and handed it to Ye Fan.

"What's this" Ye Fan asked in confusion. Why couldn't this old fellow just say what he meant What was with all the mystery

"This is the research paper on this year's annual meningioma graft surgery. Take a look first, hee hee hee." Murong Lin smiled seductively.

"Cerebrospinal fluid shunting Isn't that your daughter's latest research What are you showing me this for"

"This... hehe..."

"Dean, just say what you need to."

"I'm a bit embarrassed to say this, "Murong Lin said awkwardly. "We've analyzed all kinds of foods, but unfortunately, we haven't found the real cause of Silly Girl's illness. We initially suspect that she had a high fever when she was four years old, which may have damaged her brain. But there is no evidence. You see, finding the true cause of this disease is very important. Otherwise, if we treat it randomly, it could lead to serious problems in her future life. Do you understand what I mean"

Ye Fan shook his head, this old man's speech was roundabout, who could understand what he was trying to say.

“So, I’ll be straight with you. Up until last time, we all agreed that only this brain graft method was suitable for her situation. We could try the methods mentioned in my daughter's research paper on her, which is why we need your consent.”

That's right. Ye Fan suddenly realized that Sha Niang's illness was notoriously difficult to treat. The old man had taken her all over the country, but to no avail. He hadn't held out much hope this time either; he just wanted to see if there had been any significant developments in medical science.

"So, would this dura mater grafting affect Silly Girl's body in any way" Ye Fan asked.

"Don't worry about this, I guarantee it. Even if the dural graft doesn't work, there won't be any side effects at all!" Murong Lin patted his chest confidently.

“Oh, alright then. Since there's no risk, you guys handle the leak yourselves. I fully support that.” Ye Fan said, not expecting this old Dean to be so responsible, wanting him to personally report on the patient’s condition and treatment plan.

Murong Lin hesitated for a long time, twisting and turning for a while before finally saying with embarrassment: “This… I’m afraid… you have to talk to Xue yourself…”

Ye Fan didn't react for a moment and asked puzzled, "Why should I go talk to her"

"Because only she knows this dura mater grafting technique..."

"Why not have a consultation with physicians from your hospital to work on this together"

Muran Lin's old face flushed red, and he said with embarrassment: "At first, Xue proposed that she would treat the foolish girl. I didn't agree. At that time, I spoke too harshly. Now that there is anything to do, Sun uses her over part. Now she just wants to take over..."

Finally, Murong Lin said the most difficult thing for him. His daughter's temper was simply as domineering as his own, stubborn like an ox, refusing to be pulled back. Back then, he thumped his chest and vowed never to let her interfere with his bathing. Now, the problem arose, and Murong Lin couldn't handle it at all. He also couldn't bear to show weakness in front of his daughter, and Murong Xue wouldn't help either. So, out of helplessness, he had no choice but to call Ye Fan.

Ye Fan listened for a long time before he finally understood. He was so angry! This dead old man, incompetent and only good at causing trouble, had made such a big blunder himself and couldn't handle it, so he came to me, a patient's relative. This black-hearted hospital is too irresponsible!

If that's the case, Ye Fan didn't bother asking anymore. He was speechless towards Murong Lin. Even if he scolded him further, it would be useless. The most important thing now was to find Murong Xue and resolve this matter as quickly as possible.

After finding out the office address of Murong Xue, Ye Fan went to find her with the documents.

Looking at the long queue in front of him, Ye Fan felt a sense of helplessness. The population of China was already large, and Beijing, as the capital city, had the best medical facilities. Consequently, it attracted the most patients, resulting in long queues every day that stretched as far as the eye could see. Sometimes, the sight would scare visitors from other places half to death.

In contrast, some second- and third-tier city hospitals are much less bustling. Sometimes, you can't even find a soul in the news area or the discharge ward. Doctors are nowhere to be seen. This leads to Hua Xia Guo’s major hospitals being overcrowded with patients every day, with a constant stream of out-of-towners who can't get an appointment and can't see a doctor. Meanwhile, small hospitals are deserted and sparsely populated, resulting in an extreme overload of medical resources in large hospitals and a huge waste of resources in small ones.

This is the national situation, and it's caused by historical reasons. Ye Fan knew that he couldn't change it alone, so he had no choice but to queue up quietly and peacefully.

For the sake of his sweetheart, he spared no effort.

But, after painfully queuing for an hour, Ye Fan tragically discovered that the registration was already full for the day. He looked in horror at the long line behind him, realizing that there were no tickets left today. What were all these people queuing for

Then he turned his head and asked an elderly man beside him, "Uncle, the numbers for today have all been taken, how come there are still so many people lining up"

That old man looked at the white paper and then at Ye Fan, "Young man, you're from out of town, aren't you Dr. Murong Xue is a great doctor! She's young, successful, and even won the Nobel Prize in Medicine. We all came here because of her brain grafting technique! Don't bother asking about the other hospitals or going to Vladivostok. Even if those appointments are gone tomorrow or the day after, we have to wait, we have to wait for her to treat our children!"

The old man spoke with great passion, and the people around him nodded in agreement, their eyes resolute and their intentions firm.

Ye Fan was startled. In that case, not only would today's number be gone, but tomorrow's and the day after tomorrow's might not exist either At this rate, who knew when he would get his turn!

He also slapped his forehead, wondering how he could be so stupid Didn't he have Murong Xue's phone number Why didn't he just go find her directly

Then he quickly found a secluded place, called Murong Xue's phone number, and briefly explained his intention. Murong Xue said she was in surgery right now, and asked him to go to her house after work.

This is the key to getting things done through people! Ye Fan mused. of bitter water flowing along his lips into his throat.He had drunk a lot of seawater before.In my opinion, any freshwater that can be drunk is definitely thousands of times better than seawater.But...