Ye Xiang finally understood.

Wu Liguo knows this person, otherwise, he wouldn't call him Dr. Lu.

"Do you know him?"

Wu Liguo nodded, then shook his head: "I wouldn't say I know him. It's just that last weekend when I was having dinner with Old Wang, he mentioned Dr. Lu. At that time, I added him as a friend and chatted briefly on WeChat."

"I was saying, no wonder when you said a young Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor on the bus saved someone with acupuncture, I felt it was a bit odd. There aren't many skilled young TCM doctors these days unless it's Dr. Lu, then it wouldn't be surprising."

"Oh?"

Ye Xiang looked curious: "From what you're saying, it seems this Lu Xuan really has some skills?"

"It's not just some skills, it's much more than that."

Wu Liguo said with an air of mystery.

"What's going on? Let's go outside and talk."

Ye Xiang, full of curiosity, pulled Wu Liguo out of the intensive care unit.

Wu Liguo had no choice but to briefly explain what he knew, and Ye Xiang was instantly filled with surprise after hearing it.

He knew about the rectal cancer patient under Xiao Boheng who developed severe urinary retention post-surgery. Xiao Boheng had specifically consulted him for advice, but as a neurologist, he didn't have much knowledge about urinary retention, so naturally, he couldn't offer any good suggestions.

But he also knew how severe the patient's urinary retention was at the time.

At least Xiao Boheng was at a loss.

And about the patient at First Hospital suffering from heart failure due to Brucella, he hadn't heard of it. But given that City First Hospital had been trying to save the patient for days and eventually sent the patient home to prepare for the end, one could imagine how serious it was.

Yet both of these patients miraculously recovered under Lu Xuan's care.

The shock in Ye Xiang's heart could be imagined.

At this moment, he suddenly realized he had underestimated the other party.

He thought the other party only had good acupuncture skills, but now it seems that the young man in his twenties has reached an extraordinary level in the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

One or two instances could be attributed to luck, but thrice, saying it's just luck would be foolish.

Moreover, these conditions can't be treated by mere luck.

Without absolute skill, just encountering these would make one's scalp tingle and deter them from attempting treatment.

But Lu Xuan dared to try, and this requires not just ability but also courage and confidence.

He indeed has real skills!

At this thought, Ye Xiang couldn't sit still, "Old Wu, could you help me contact Dr. Lu? Ask if he has time to come to our Ninth Hospital for a consultation. The sooner the patient wakes up, the lighter the sequelae. If delayed, they might be bedridden for life."

"Alright, I'll contact him for you."

At this point, Wu Liguo changed his tone: "But let me be clear first, I've only added Dr. Lu as a friend; we've never met. He's different from us; he has to consult at the Health Center from Monday to Friday and might not have time to come."

"No worries, just ask him for me."

Ye Xiang wasn't bothered, for he knew not everyone is willing to be a flying knife.

Especially when patient families misunderstand, thinking it would cost more and affect the doctor's reputation, fewer doctors would agree.

Wu Liguo agreed: "Okay."

After speaking, Wu Liguo checked the time; it was not yet eight o'clock, "There's still time, I'll ask now. How about tomorrow night? Daytime won't work; Dr. Lu has to consult and probably doesn't have the time. The weekend is too late, so it would be best if we could pick him up after work tomorrow."

"How about you ask if Dr. Lu is free tonight?"

Ye Xiang glanced back at the intensive care unit, "The patient's condition isn't looking good; the sooner, the better. Delaying another day, I'm afraid there might be unforeseen consequences."

Even though asking someone to come for a consultation now felt a bit inappropriate, Ye Xiang felt he had no choice.

As a doctor, naturally, he didn't want to see the patient's condition worsen.

Wu Liguo thought for a moment and agreed: "I'll contact Dr. Lu now."

"I'll have someone prepare a car." Ye Xiang immediately said.

"I'll mention it to the patient's family too; after all, we should pay Dr. Lu appropriately."

With that, Ye Xiang turned and entered the intensive care unit.

Meanwhile, Wu Liguo stepped aside and sent a voice call to Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan had just gotten off the bus. Hearing the ringtone, he instinctively checked his phone. Seeing it was Wu Liguo, he was a bit puzzled but quickly answered, greeting first: "Director Wu, it's late; do you need something?"

"Dr. Lu, sorry to disturb you at night."

Having heard about Lu Xuan from Wang Youqing, even as the emergency department director, Wu Liguo dared not underestimate this young man in his twenties.

Life's ups and downs are unpredictable. Who knows where this young man will be in a few years? Maybe he will indeed join the Insurance Committee as some say.

"There's no need to apologize for calling. Just tell me what's up." Lu Xuan gave due respect to Wu Liguo, considering his director position.

Clearing his throat, Wu Liguo said: "I'm reaching out on someone else's behalf. I wonder if Dr. Lu still remembers the patient you saved with acupuncture on the bus earlier today?"

Wu Liguo's knowledge of the incident didn't surprise Lu Xuan in the least.

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