"Give me your hand. I'll take a look at her illness first."
The old man hurriedly gave up his seat. Guo Guo was unhappy, but under the old man's gaze, she reluctantly reached out her hand.
Gu Man placed her fingers on her wrist. When Guo Guo saw her technique, she knew that she was a Chinese doctor. She felt even more disdainful.
"If the equipment can't detect the illness, how can pulse-taking detect it? Besides, Chinese medicine values experience more than Western medicine. Grandpa, you've probably been deceived by Dr. Wang."
"How can you say that about your Uncle Wang?"
Although the old man did not believe it at first, with Doctor Wang's repeated guarantees and his help previously, the old man could only try his best.
They had seen so many doctors in the past, whether it was Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they had all tried it.
There was no problem with Guo Guo's body, but she was getting weaker day by day.
