Wu Liguo took a breath and said, "Old Wang, let me ask something, don't get mad. It's not that I don't believe, but are you sure a Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor in their twenties has such great skills? Could it be that Li Qinxue's urinary retention was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse? Also, let's not even mention such a young Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor, even the big names at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital probably wouldn't dare say they can cure Li Qinxue's severe urinary retention."
Wang Youqing rolled his eyes at him: "Old Wu, I'm not criticizing you, but your thinking is problematic. If Dr. Lu were really like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, do you think so many people would be seeking his help?
Moreover, it's getting more crowded, and basically, all the appointments for the week after next are fully booked, and we have to add extra slots every day. I'm just worried that if this keeps up, scalpers might start taking over Dr. Lu's appointments."
