I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine

"Dad, I've arrived at the Ninth Hospital. I'll hang up now, everyone's waiting for me."

Before Lu Guoquan could react, Lu Xuan had already hurriedly hung up the phone.

Listening to the beep on the phone, Lu Guoquan took a long time to come to his senses.

"What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." Lin Fangling asked irritably.

Lu Guoquan took a deep breath, "Fangling, do you know what our son just told me?"

"What did he say?"

"He said the City Ninth Hospital invited him for a consultation on a patient. Can you believe it?" As he said this, Lu Guoquan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Lin Fangling's voice suddenly rose, then she hesitated, "Could it be that our son is saying this to prevent us from worrying too much?"

"Probably not."

Old Lu understood his son well and quickly replied, "Our son has never lied to us since he was a child. I think we should trust him, it should be true, but to be honest..."

Lu Guoquan stood up and couldn't help but curse, "Damn, this is really shocking. How did our son manage that? How could the City Ninth Hospital invite a Health Center doctor for a consultation?"

Even though Lu Guoquan was not a doctor, his family ran a clinic, so he had some understanding of the hospital hierarchy.

A consultation, isn't that what they call a Flying Knife?

Though the term Flying Knife doesn't sound great, not just anyone is qualified to be one.

Without a certain level of skill and reputation, it's simply impossible.

And Lu Xuan being invited by the City Ninth Hospital for a Flying Knife undoubtedly indicated one thing, that his son had some reputation in Yong City. Even if it wasn't much, his medical skills surely weren't weak. Otherwise, why would the City Ninth Hospital invite him and not someone else?

"Lu Guoquan, can you stop using foul language?" Lin Fangling glared at him.

Lu Guoquan gave an awkward smile, "I got excited, I'll be careful next time, I'll be careful next time."

Despite Old Lu's fiery temper, he was no match for Lin Fangling, like a mouse before a cat, he wouldn't dare lose his temper, classic henpecked husband.

"But, Fangling, though this is exciting to hear... it just doesn't feel real."

"I feel the same way."

Lin Fangling nodded, then said, "Forget it, let's not overthink it, as long as our son is happy, that's what matters. We can ask him about it when he returns, let's not make wild guesses at home."

"Alright, I'll listen to you, I'll go take a shower first."

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City Ninth Hospital.

Neurology Department Inpatient Unit.

Ye Xiang glanced at Wu Liguo, "Old Wu, didn't you say he was arriving soon? It's been over ten minutes and there's no sign of him! Could Dr. Lu be lost?"

"It shouldn't be!"

Wu Liguo slightly squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Dr. Lu did say he was at the entrance, and it's only a few minutes from the entrance to the inpatient building. Besides, there's staff in the lobby who can direct him to the Neurology Department floor."

"Why don't you call him to check?"

Ye Xiang looked at his phone, "It's getting late, if he's really lost, we should go find him. Just waiting here isn't a solution."

"Alright, I'll give him a call."

Wu Liguo nodded in agreement, and as he was about to call Lu Xuan, a familiar voice suddenly came to their ears, "Are you Director Wu?"

Wu Liguo instinctively looked up and saw a young man in his twenties standing not far away. He was momentarily stunned, but quickly reacted, smiling as he approached, "You must be Dr. Lu."

"I'm Lu Xuan." Lu Xuan nodded.

Wu Liguo smiled and said, "Hello, Dr. Lu, I'm Wu Liguo. Old Wang mentioned before that Dr. Lu is quite young, seeing is believing."

"This is Ye Xiang, the Director of Neurology." After their greetings, Wu Liguo introduced Lu Xuan to everyone.

"We met on the bus this morning."

"Hello, Dr. Lu."

"You're the young Dr. Lu that Old Wu mentioned?"

During the introductions, a voice of surprise came from the crowd.

Everyone turned to see Li Haoguo putting out his cigarette butt and walking over with a smile, "I assumed you were here to visit family."

"Hello, Dr. Lu, I'm Li Haoguo from Neurology."

Lu Xuan also smiled as he greeted him, having a deep impression of Li Haoguo,

a very talkative doctor, easily striking up conversations with everyone.

Such people can be found in many hospitals,

having an incredible knack for chatting without being annoying.

As everyone took turns introducing themselves, quite a bit of time had passed, and Ye Xiang, as the Neurology Director, interrupted, "Everyone, perhaps we can chat later, let's first have Dr. Lu look at the patient's situation, and discuss strategies afterwards?"

Everyone agreed as they had come for this very purpose today.

And Lu Xuan was of the same mind, as they followed Ye Xiang into the intensive care unit.

The sudden influx of over a dozen medical staff into the ward startled Li Yuanyuan's family, making them very nervous until Ye Xiang explained that the doctor who had given Li Yuanyuan acupuncture that morning was here for a consultation, which calmed them down.

Li Yuanyuan's daughter recognized Lu Xuan at this moment, "Dr. Lu."

Lu Xuan nodded at her, and after Ye Xiang finished explaining Li Yuanyuan's current condition, he began to observe Li Yuanyuan's situation.