City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 806 - 0807: Lungs Contain Rejected Material

Chapter 806: Chapter 0807: Lungs Contain Rejected Material

Wu Shuang said he has five million, which surprised Ye Qiu!

Looking at Wu Shuang, he didn’t seem like a wealthy man at all!

Since that’s the case, Ye Qiu was ready to start treating Old Cao.

Last time, on the plane, Ye Qiu had only done a simple examination and treatment for Old Cao, helping him cough up a glob of thick phlegm. At that moment, Ye Qiu had already sensed an issue within Old Cao’s body.

Under normal circumstances, phlegm is produced by the lungs and spleen. However, if there’s no problem with these two organs, the phlegm would naturally drain out through other channels rather than being expelled through coughing.

It was evident that Old Cao’s lungs had a very serious issue.

"Old Cao, should I check you here?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"Of course, go ahead."

Old Cao had already sensed this young man’s medical skills were quite mysterious, but he still couldn’t figure out how Ye Qiu planned to treat him.

Ye Qiu conducted a comprehensive examination for Old Cao once again, checking his pulse, tongue coating, and various parts of his body. In the end, Ye Qiu asked, "Have you ever had X-ray scans done?"

"Yes, both domestically and abroad."

Old Cao replied.

"From the examination just now, I can confirm that you have a substantial amount of thick phlegm trapped in your lungs that can’t be expelled, which has accumulated over a long time. But I’ve also found that this condition is strongly related to an issue within your lungs themselves."

"What issue?"

Old Cao inquired.

"There’s a foreign object in your lungs, which causes the body to produce thick phlegm. And since lung function has been damaged, the phlegm can’t be expelled properly."

A foreign object?

Both Old Cao and Cao Ling were astonished.

What kind of foreign object could this be?

"Let me take another look."

Using his sensitivity to Spiritual Energy, Ye Qiu had already detected something resembling a bullet lodged inside Old Cao’s body. Moreover, it appeared to have been there for many years.

Earlier, Ye Qiu had tried to absorb it but couldn’t do so.

If it were just about absorbing the accumulated phlegm, that would’ve been an easy task for him.

"There’s a solid object in your left lung!"

Ye Qiu declared.

He couldn’t determine exactly what it was, but he knew for sure it was a solid object that had been inside the body for many years, continually causing rejection reactions.

"There’s something inside?"

Cao Ling asked curiously.

This surprised not only Old Cao and Cao Ling but also Wu Shuang.

How could this be possible?

If that were the case, it should’ve been discovered during previous X-ray scans.

"Old Cao, let me ask you—have you ever fought in a war?"

This was no idle question on Ye Qiu’s part. If Old Cao had fought in a war and somehow a bullet or shrapnel had gotten inside him without his knowledge, that would indeed be plausible.

"I have. It was many years ago, during the Vietnam War. I even went to North Vietnam."

Old Cao’s father, though also a military officer, had climbed his way to becoming the head of the Jinling Military Region largely due to his contributions in that war, which had earned him merit and opportunities to rise through the ranks to become a high-ranking officer.

But that was over thirty years ago.

"My grandfather, of course, fought in the war! He even earned a First-Class Personal Military Merit!"

Cao Ling said proudly.

Ye Qiu’s expression, however, remained serious as he stated, "If that’s the case, I suspect the object in Old Cao’s lungs is either a bullet or a small piece of metal shrapnel."

Back then, if there was an encounter with grenades or artillery explosions, and shrapnel flew into the body without being noticed at the time, that would make sense.

The more Old Cao listened to Ye Qiu, the more it triggered memories of that time—a fierce artillery explosion he had experienced while fighting with comrades over an enemy hilltop. During that explosion, he had lost consciousness and was later rescued by his comrades. When he regained consciousness, he didn’t notice any significant wounds—or perhaps there were too many wounds for him to identify the specific one.

Later, he continued fighting until he returned to the country. But a decade or so afterward, he began noticing frequent bouts of phlegm buildup that required coughing to expel.

As he aged, this condition worsened significantly.

"We should go for an X-ray. I’m convinced there’s a solid object in Old Cao’s left lung. Only by removing this object can we prevent further rejection reactions and truly cure the condition."

Ye Qiu explained.

He couldn’t directly remove it himself because there was no external wound, and any such wound had long since healed.

The only option was to first conduct an X-ray examination at the hospital, perform surgery to extract the object, and then have Ye Qiu carry out further treatments to completely cure Old Cao’s illness.

Given this, Cao Ling thought they should first take Grandpa to the Military Hospital for an X-ray scan.

"Grandpa, why don’t we go to the Military Hospital for a checkup and an X-ray?"

"Let’s head there now,"

Old Cao said.

After making a phone call, it wasn’t long before two military vehicles arrived. Old Cao and Cao Ling got into a jeep, while Ye Qiu and Wu Shuang boarded a military Hummer. They headed toward the city.

As they left the Jinling Military Region’s military compound, Ye Qiu occasionally glanced out the window and then asked, "Instructor Wu, you said you had five million—where’d the money come from?"

"Dr. Ye, actually, the money isn’t mine—it’s yours. After you subdued those terrorists on the plane last time, the French government and the airline rewarded five million Euros. It’s still in the bank card. I was planning to find an opportunity to return it to you."

Five million Euros?

Even Ye Qiu—and the soldier driving the vehicle—were shocked.

The hijacking of that passenger plane had shocked the world. It was ultimately a Huaxia Special Forces King, Wu Shuang, who subdued the terrorists and ensured the safety of all passengers.

Who would’ve thought it was this young man who had done it?

The soldier driving the vehicle could hardly believe it.

"They really rewarded such a large sum?"

Five million Euros was roughly equivalent to forty to fifty million Huaxia Yuan—a staggering amount. Ye Qiu hadn’t expected the French government and airline to be so generous.

Of course, if something had gone wrong with the plane, the losses would have been far greater. Five million Euros was merely a small fraction of what they avoided losing.

"It’s true, but I didn’t bring the bank card with me."

Wu Shuang said.

He seemed largely indifferent to the money. Having served in the military since his teenage years and now in his thirties, he was used to the state providing for his food, clothing, and daily necessities. Money didn’t seem to hold much weight for him.

Of course, for someone else, returning the money might not even be a consideration. After all, most people are tempted by money.

For Wu Shuang, however, the honor and reputation he had gained from the incident were more than enough—and those were all thanks to Ye Qiu.