Chapter 805

"This is a blatant slander!"

"You are so irresponsible, Zhang Mingliang will be in trouble!"

"If the patient's family believes in evil and turns around to chase me, even if I can prove my innocence in the end."

"That's just yellow mud falling into the crotch, it's shit or not..."

How could Zhang Mingliang not be angry? He almost cursed the irresponsible Lin Yi in his heart.

At this time last year, he was the attending physician of the patient Liu Qianyu, and he must have issued a diagnosis of primary dilated cardiomyopathy.

This disease is not a minor problem that does not hurt or itch. What if the patient has something wrong in a few days?

The family members who lost their loved ones were irrational and turned to trouble him, the original attending physician, and Zhang Mingliang had to face endless troubles.

Especially Wang Yuru, this shrew, not only has a domineering personality, but also has a lot of money.

If he really wanted to fight him to the death, Zhang Mingliang simply couldn't imagine the consequences...

"I just said that the lesions on the patient's heart were slightly wrong!"

"Is it true that, as Lin Yi said, we were all deceived by the symptoms?"

"The real cause of the patient's disease is alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy..."

Zhang Baocheng, director of the Harmony Cardiothoracic Surgery Department, found the screenshots of the film just now and began to analyze it bit by bit.

But no matter how he analyzed it, he still couldn't say that the patient had alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy.

Although in terms of symptoms, if you insist on leaning in this direction, there are also some slightly related manifestations.

But at least more than 90% of the symptoms are still completely consistent with the symptoms and appearances of primary dilated cardiomyopathy.

The most important thing is that the patient is not in Harmony Hospital at the moment.

Even if Zhang Baocheng was scratching his head and trying to prove it with other means, there was no good way...

"What alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy? Director, how could you be misled by Lin Yi!"

"More than 90% of the symptoms are consistent with the manifestations of primary dilated cardiomyopathy. We can't look at the problem from Lin Yi's perspective and nitpick on that little bit of local area!"

"If a doctor issues a diagnosis like this, it will narrow his own path..."

Seeing that the director's thoughts were obviously misled by Lin Yi, Zhang Mingliang quickly spoke up to correct him.

How could it be possible? How could the diagnosis made by him, a harmonious cardiothoracic surgery expert, be lost to a young doctor in a small place?

All the relevant experience accumulated over the years has been accumulated on the dog!

......

"Liu Tianfang, your ears are blocked by pig hair, right? Can't you hear what I say!"

"Why are you still standing there? Go outside and push Yu'er's wheelchair in."

"Go home! You must go home immediately!"

"If you think Yu'er has lived too long, you can just toss and turn here..."

Looking at her cowardly man, who only knew how to stand there in a daze, Wang Yuru was even more furious.

If it weren't for the fact that she was in public and still had to give the man some face, she really wanted to step forward and kick him hard in the ditch.

Even a mediocre doctor and a good doctor can't tell the difference. This man's remaining brain has really been burned by gambling...

"Uh..."

"Or let's listen again, why did Dr. Lin make such a diagnosis."

Just give up like this, Liu Tianfang is still a little reluctant.

After seeing Lin Yi's miraculous diagnosis and treatment methods in the live broadcast room, he inexplicably determined that this might be the only hope to cure his daughter.

At least it is much more reliable than the beautiful country my wife talked about.

What's the use of going there? What's the use of having a few stinky money? I don't know the place and I don't speak the language.

Three delays and two delays, and there is a possibility that my daughter will die in a foreign land...

"What are you listening to? Are you crazy!"

"I'll say one last word. If you dare to say another word, be careful that I'll cut off your pocket money!"

Wang Yuru couldn't stand it anymore and directly used her trump card.

She knew very well that her husband was good in everything except his gambling habit.

In the past, whenever this killer move was used, Liu Tianfang had to kneel on the ground and sing "Conquer" obediently...

"Then we should at least listen to Yu'er's opinion, right?"

"What's the use of threatening me? Can cutting off my pocket money make Yu'er recover as before?"

Faced with Wang Yuru's heart-breaking threat, Liu Tianfang was really scared.

But what he was more afraid of was that this departure would directly destroy all his daughter's hopes of life.

Unable to confront his wife, Liu Tianfang had to bring up his daughter again...

"Doctor Lin, my disease can't be cured anyway. As for what type of dilated cardiomyopathy it is, it doesn't matter to me."

"But I just want to know, why are you different from all the doctors I've seen? You insist on diagnosing alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy?"

The parents finally calmed down a little.

Liu Qianyu, who had been staring at Lin Yi's face with curiosity in her eyes, finally spoke out her doubts.

She was eager to know how Lin Yi knew that her disease was caused by drinking when they met for the first time.

Because in her simple understanding, since it was alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy, it must be caused by drinking...

This is too magical, the diagnostic method used was to place three fingers on her wrist for no more than five minutes.

If there is such a magical diagnostic technology?

Then her heart disease that no one can cure, is it possible... is it possible to be cured in the hands of this young and handsome doctor.

Because of Lin Yi's magic and the inexplicable trust from the bottom of his heart, Liu Qianyu's dead heart has hope of life for the first time...

"Just say what you diagnose!"

"I don't care how other doctors diagnose, but once I, Lin Yi, make a diagnosis for the patient, there is no possibility of error!"

Lin Yi's reply was very simple and straightforward.

Of course!

Saying this to the camera, this really made him pretend to be a hundred and one.

Under normal circumstances, the title of miracle doctor is usually blown by patients or others.

But time is tight and the task is heavy, Lin Yi doesn't want to waste so much precious time.

You can only take the shortest shortcut. If no one brags, then brag yourself. As long as every boast you make can come true, you are either a miracle doctor or a miracle doctor...

"Uh..."

Faced with such a confident or conceited Lin Yi, Liu Qianyu was really choked and speechless.

She thought she had seen many doctors since she got sick.

But there is really no doctor who is as unmodest as Lin Yi...

"Since Dr. Lin can issue a diagnosis of alcoholic dilated cardiomyopathy, there must be relevant evidence to support it, right?"

The more boastful Lin Yi was, the more interested Liu Qianyu was in digging into the matter...