Ouyang Xuan's great name was something Su Xiyue had long heard about.
He was the dean of Zhonghai City Hospital, a top medical expert in the country, whose name was well-known within the domestic medical community, and the number of difficult and complicated diseases he had cured was countless.
Such a person actually asked Ye Chen for help? What a joke.
"Your husband here is a jack-of-all-trades, curing a disease is just a piece of cake for me."
Ye Chen said casually, but the proud look on his face gave him away.
Su Xiyue rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Even Dean Ouyang can't handle it, so it must be a very tricky condition. Are you sure you're up to it? If not, don't mess around, as this is a matter of life and death."