"No, no, Dr. Lu, I'm sincerely here to see you again."
"If you're really not feeling well, let's go out and have a meal. You just tell me how many drinks you want me to have, and if I so much as frown, call me a coward..." The young man was ready to risk it all.
Before he got injured, he thought life was like a gamble, everyone has only one life, who's afraid of whom?
But after crashing his motorcycle and injuring his leg, he realized people are made of flesh, it really hurts when you're in pain, and it's truly inconvenient when you can't move around.
"That won't do; our hospital prohibits patients from offering meals or drinks. If you're willing to have the surgery, you'll need to undergo preoperative examinations first, and I'll go prepare the discussion and consent materials for you."
"Once we rule out surgical contraindications, we'll go into the operating room for suturing..." Lu Cheng was in no hurry.
