"You must have forgotten, I am a surgeon." Lu Xiaojiu said, "Half a year ago, I cut one-third of your liver. By now, it should have completely regenerated. The liver has the ability to regenerate. Your medical records show that five years ago, you lost one-third of your liver. Where did your liver go? When did you have the surgery?"
"I can't remember."
"How can you not remember your own liver?"
"Xiaojiu, I haven't seen you this agitated in years." Lu Bai looked at her calmly, "I've had so many surgeries, big and small. How could I remember? Even if you know, what difference does it make?"
"Why do you have liver disease? Your body has always been healthy," Lu Xiaojiu said.
She finally remembered when Lu Bai's health started to decline.
