"Chu Ge!"
The Bearded Man finally couldn't hold back and called out to him: "Well... about that thing we discussed with you the other day, have you given it any thought?"
Chu Ge turned back to look at them, his lips curling slightly, and said, "It seems you all didn't come here just to have fun."
The Bearded Man snorted heavily and sighed, "We're just getting a bit anxious waiting, so we wanted to come and see, Chu Ge, this involves a matter of life and death, can you just give us a straightforward answer? Are you willing to help us treat the Great Elder?"
"Chu Ge, isn't there a saying among your Central Plains doctors about how saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? As a doctor, isn't saving lives and helping the injured your duty?"
Someone worried that Chu Ge would refuse, so they couldn't help but add a remark.
Chu Ge chuckled and said, "You've learned the saying quite quickly."
"This isn't the place to talk, please follow me."
