"No problem." Dean Zhu understood that Zhu Yanyi intended to teach others the process of treating leukemia. She felt excited in her heart. Indeed, she was the disciple of the Medicine Elder, possessing a benevolent heart as a healer.
"That is good. We will proceed with the patient handover now. Please give me the patient as soon as possible so I can begin treatment." Zhu Yanyi smiled faintly.
"Very well." Dean Zhu nodded directly and added, "I will take you to see Dr. Guo. He is the doctor responsible for Fang Junhua’s condition. He has five years of clinical experience and is a quite capable doctor."
"Mn." Zhu Yanyi nodded. Five years of clinical experience indicated that she was indeed a young doctor with rare experience.
When Dr. Guo saw Dean Zhu accompanying Zhu Yanyi and her group, she hurriedly stood up. "Dean, why are you here?"
Dean Zhu pointed at Zhu Yanyi and said, "This is the Little Divine Doctor from the Capital Hospital. She has come specifically for Fang Junhua’s illness."
"You are the Little Divine Doctor?" Dr. Guo naturally knew the reputation of the Little Divine Doctor from the Capital Hospital. However, she had never known that the Little Divine Doctor was so young. No wonder she was called the Little Divine Doctor; she was truly too young.
Zhu Yanyi smiled. "Hello, Dr. Guo. I am Zhu Yanyi. I hope to be responsible for Fang Junhua’s subsequent treatment."
"But I am Fang Junhua’s attending physician." Dr. Guo clearly did not want to hand over the patient.
Zhu Yanyi looked deeply at Dr. Guo. "Dr. Guo, Fang Junhua suffers from leukemia. You should understand this. According to our domestic medical level, and indeed the international standard, I fear no one has a hundred percent guarantee of curing leukemia. However, I have at least an eighty percent guarantee. I wonder what percentage of guarantee Dr. Guo has."
Eighty percent might not compare to one hundred percent, but this was the terminal illness of leukemia. For someone to claim they could treat it, an eighty percent chance was already a very high probability.
Dr. Guo believed Zhu Yanyi was lying. She looked at her with disbelief.
"You are lying." Dr. Guo could only say this, though her tone lacked extreme confidence. She knew she could not cure leukemia, but she believed leukemia was a terminal illness and inherently incurable. However, since the girl in front of her claimed an eighty percent chance, she could only say this. She hoped that by saying so, she could stop Zhu Yanyi from treating the patient, thereby keeping leukemia as a terminal illness.
It had to be said that this Mr. Guo was clearly a very selfish person. She knew her actions violated medical ethics, but she did it anyway, perhaps out of jealousy of Zhu Yanyi’s ability.
"Your inability does not mean others are lying when they can." Zhu Yanyi’s clear eyes carried a sharp edge, seeing through Dr. Guo instantly. "Dr. Guo, you must know that since I dare to take over, it means I have confidence. Yet you have no confidence but refuse to release the patient. Does this mean you want the patient to die? If so, how can you be a healer? How can you wear this white coat? How can you face the patients who trust you?"
The three "hows" grew heavier in tone with each one. Dr. Guo swayed slightly upon hearing them. He had no other intention; he simply did not want people to think his medical skills were poor. He was only worried. But at this moment, he realized his situation was becoming increasingly worse.