Lan Junhua looked a little hesitant. She obviously didn't think the method Jiang Zhihao said would have any effect.
This talented woman who is still studying for a Ph.D. now has some doubts about whether Lu Tiande has been deceived.
Anyone with a little bit of medical knowledge knows that the most terrible thing about pulmonary fibrosis is not other things, but the inability of the lungs to complete normal breathing conversion, causing the patient to eventually suffocate and die.
If Jiang Zhihao came up with another way, even if it was just to write a prescription, Lan Junhua would be willing to believe him for Lu Tiande's sake.
But now, just such a sentence makes her unhappy.
How could a person who didn't even understand common sense save grandpa?
Seeing that Lan Junhua didn't agree, Lu Tiande couldn't just leave. He could only look at Lan Kehan and asked: "Old Lan, what do you say, do you want to believe Xiao Jiang?"
Lan Kehan, who was once all-powerful, is now an old man on the verge of death.
His body was extremely weak, and he was as thin as a candle in the wind.
Hearing Lu Tiande's question, Lan Kehan nodded slightly and said: "I don't believe in others, I only believe in you. Even if you really kill me, I don't blame you."
Living to this day, Lan Kehan has long been mentally prepared to leave this world at any time.
He has seen the development process of this country from scratch, from poverty and backwardness to world-leading, and he is already satisfied.
At least the ideals I mentioned back then have almost all been realized.
With Lan Kehan's permission, Lu Tiande didn't say much more and went straight out to prepare things.
Lan Kehan looked at Jiang Zhihao, then waved to him and said, "Young man, you and Lao Lu are friends? I heard that you were the one who invented the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill?"
"Mr. Lu and I are indeed friends. As for the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill, I did not create it. I only provided the prescription. Mr. Lu is responsible for the procurement, refining and brewing of the medicinal materials." Jiang Zhihao said humbly.
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Lan Kehan smiled and said: "It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. If you don't give me a prescription, he won't be able to come up with this thing even if he studies it for another hundred years."
As he was talking, Lan Kehan suddenly coughed violently.
Lan Junhua quickly put an oxygen mask on him and said, "Grandpa, it's not suitable for you to talk much now. Please take a rest first."
Lan Kehan also knew that his health was in extreme condition, so he nodded slightly and lay down without any pretense.
After taking care of him, Lan Junhua looked at Jiang Zhihao and said, "I want to discuss grandpa's condition with you. Let's go to another room."
In this most famous hospital in the country, Lan Kehan can still live in a two-bedroom suite, which shows how high his status is.
Jiang Zhihao nodded and followed her to another room.
After closing the door, Lan Junhua looked at Jiang Zhihao and asked, "How did you deceive Mr. Lu? With his knowledge and medical level, he should not be deceived by you."