Su Fan touched his nose.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS)."

"You..."

Upon hearing Su Fan's words, Liu Ye was first startled, then ran to the door in a panic to make sure no one was in the corridor, and after confirming there was no one, she quickly locked the outside door, although somewhat guilty as she followed what Su Fan said.

"Little Su, how did you figure it out?"

Clearly, this was equivalent to Liu Ye indirectly admitting it.

Su Fan said.

"Since the age of three, I have been studying various medical techniques with my grandfather. I wouldn't claim to be the Divine Doctor, but I can confidently say that there isn't a disease in this world that I can't diagnose."

"Actually, when I first entered the door, I noticed there was something wrong with your body. Just now, when you had the attack, I was even more certain. It's definitely ALS, no mistake about it."

"Impressive, impressive."

Liu Ye couldn't help but give Su Fan a thumbs up.

"Yesterday, I still had my doubts about you, but now I'm truly convinced. I deal with so many medical experts and professors every day, and no one has ever caught on to my condition. I didn't expect you to spot it in just one glance."

"I think if Bai Man knew how amazing your medical skills were, she would never agree to let you intern in our gynecology department; after all, having a subordinate as talented as you would reflect well on the leadership too."

Indeed, no one would have expected Su Fan's medical skills to be so astonishing.

After all, Su Fan was very young.

Especially Bai Man who knew Su Fan the most, always thought of Su Fan as nothing but a country bumpkin, at best a wandering quack. As for saving the little girl yesterday, not just Bai Man, almost all the doctors in the hospital felt it was just a fluke, a blind cat running into a dead mouse.

Bai Man was willing to transfer Su Fan to Liu Ye not only because she wanted to have him as a spy, but also because she thought the naive Su Fan might cause some trouble for Liu Ye, which would work to her advantage.

But Bai Man's wishful thinking was wrong.

"Director Liu, since you know your condition, you should seek treatment urgently. Otherwise, you might not survive another year, and at most in three months, your condition will worsen to the point of losing mobility. Then, not only will you be unable to continue being a doctor, but you'll struggle to carry out even basic life functions."

At this moment, Su Fan was more focused on Liu Ye's condition.

"What?"

Upon hearing Su Fan's words, she was struck as if by lightning.

"I, I have secretly taken quite a lot of medications. I thought I could live at least another ten years."

"And you're saying I'll lose mobility in three months, that can't be, can it?"

Su Fan shook his head.

"As an expert, you should know even better, it is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that results in the gradual weakness and atrophy of muscles of the limbs, trunk, chest, and abdomen, affecting movement, communication, swallowing, and respiratory functions, eventually leading to death."

"In a general situation, you might be able to hold on a bit longer, as you said. But, you have a different constitution from most people. You have a cold body constitution and your meridians are not flowing smoothly. When I was giving you a massage just now, I found that half of your meridians are already blocked. Continuing like this, within a month, you will no longer be able to pick up a scalpel."

"What?"

In an instant, Liu Ye was struck again, her complexion turning deathly pale.