The room was silent except for the sound of the medical equipment...

Old Master Li was lying on the bed. Bi Fang had extracted a few tubes of blood from his body and placed them into various detectors while waiting for the stats report.

As the numbers came out, Bi Fang's expression grew increasingly more surprised. He asked the Old Master about his health of late.

Then, he turned back to look at Li Nanchen and said with a smile, "Don't worry. Previously, the Old Master's respiratory arrest was due to the hardening of his cerebral vessels, which were putting pressure on his nerves and other arterial blood vessels, resulting in breathing stagnation. But now, most of the thrombosis in his body has disappeared..."

"In other words, as long as he doesn't get agitated again and his illness doesn't act up again, the Old Master's health shouldn't be a problem!"

"Grandpa, you can live to a hundred years old!"

Bi Fang's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey as he comforted Old Master Li and Li Nanchen. At the same time, he shifted his gaze to Lin Liguo and probed, "Old Master Li's illness was very acute back then and there were many complications. A miracle doctor must have treated him in time to preserve his life."

"You're that attending physician, aren't you?"

Feeling Li Nanchen's gaze on him, Lin Liguo could only bite the bullet and say, "It's me."

Bi Fang rushed in front of Lin Liguo and shook his hand agitatedly. His eyes were filled with admiration and respect as he said, "I saw no signs of an operation on the Old Master's body. I believe you adopted a method to let the thrombosis resolve on its own."

"I know a lot of friends in the medical field, but there are definitely less than twenty people in the world who can perform such a surgery."

"They are all very old and prestigious professors. Only my teacher is the youngest and has the highest success rate for this type of surgery!"

"Unfortunately, she's already dead..."

"I've always wanted to find a doctor in China, who is proficient in this surgery, to swap pointers and discuss it. It's great to meet you today!"

When Lin Liguo heard his words, he first shamelessly admitted that he had some research in this area. Then, when he heard that Bi Fang wanted to seek advice from him and even watch his treatment process, his expression changed instantly and his gaze turned guilty as he turned him down, "I'm sorry, the treatment process is confidential, so it's not convenient for me to share with you."

Bi Fang's brows furrowed. Then, he remembered that even though M took him in as a disciple, there were still many quirks and secret arts that hadn't been taught to him.

Even though he thought it was a pity, he still expressed that he could understand.

Bi Fang placed his hand on Lin Liguo's shoulder and quickly became familiar with him, exchanging contact details.

Wu Mei shook her head and looked at Bi Fang's naive and gullible expression. She sighed with emotion. How could she have taken in such a stupid disciple?

Staring at the two of them, she tucked Old Master Li in and mocked, "Doctors need to rely on their abilities, not rely on their glib tongue."

"If anyone can treat patients by claiming that it's a secret, what will the hospital do? What will the clinical records be for?"

Wu Mei hinted at Bi Fang as she said, "Use your brain to tell if it's real or fake."

In the evening, Wu Mei found a book on mental illness and carefully analyzed a treatment plan that was suitable for Mother Wu.

Li Nanchen shifted her book away and stared at her passionately as he said, "It's late."

Wu Mei understood his invitation, but she recalled Mother Wu's condition. She needed to resolve the problem with the Wu family as soon as possible.

She hugged her book and said softly, "I might need to burn the midnight oil recently. I'll move to the guest room to stay for a few days."

Li Nanchen watched her leave before turning back to look at the empty room. His mood was at its lowest point. He walked to the door of the guest room and wanted to knock on the door to talk to her.

He raised his hand and put it down again in the blink of an eye. His emotions were in a mess. Ultimately, couldn't let go of his pride and self-esteem.

Li Nanchen recalled the scenes when Wu Mei and K met, as well as the few times when Wu Mei had refused to answer his questions and her silent and indifferent expression. Frustrated, he clutched his car keys, wanting to take a drive to relax.

"Hello? President Li, do you want to come over for a drink? We haven't met in a long time!"

In the parking lot, a few playboys gave him a call, asking him to join them. Li Nanchen pondered for a moment before agreeing.

At the bar counter that was lit up with neon lights, Li Nanchen drank glass after glass of alcohol. In his low and gloomy mood, he quickly got drunk. He forced himself to remain conscious and raised his index finger to ask the bartender to open two more bottles of whiskey...

Li Nanchen pushed his friends aside and said in a drunken manner, "Don't bother about me!"

Just then, Lin Piaopiao, who was about to rest, received a call from the bar owner.