Leonard was silent for two seconds before nodding anyway.
"Then I will give you a prescription for myasthenia gravis, Old Master Parker.
"After resting for a few days, go to the hospital for a thymectomy."
Once Leonard finished speaking, the doctors also nodded.
Thymectomy was one of the most effective treatments for patients with myasthenia gravis.
Besides, you would return back to normal if the postoperative recovery went well.
Therefore, Leonard's treatment plan was reasonable.
However, Sean shook his head and prepared to sit back down.
"Kid, what other suggestions do you have?"
Old Master Parker immediately stopped Sean and asked him sincerely.
Leonard slowly turned to look at Sean. He did not think Sean could point out anything else that was wrong.
It was already the most appropriate treatment.
Therefore, Leonard's heart welled up with confidence again.
"A mere myasthenia gravis doesn't need an operation."
Sean shook his head slightly, giving Leonard and the rest another critical blow with his remark.
He was so arrogant.
He could be arrogant if he was really capable.
However, was he not just seeking attention if he was incapable?
"Isn't thymectomy the most effective treatment?
"It's recognized by the global medical industry."
Leonard asked Sean, frowning slightly.
"It's just unnecessary.
"Besides, Old Master Parker is never fit for surgery."
Sean said indifferently after glancing at Old Master Parker.
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