"Brother Yu, I understand your good intentions, but this concerns my mother's life. We can't delay it. I have to get the medicine as soon as possible, or else…"
Zhou Jinping's words were rather tactful. So many experts had come to consult, but it was useless. Currently, Chen Qiaopu's prescription was his last hope. Naturally, he did not trust Su Chengyu's medical skills.
After all, Su Chengyu was too young. Apart from professional knowledge, medical skills also required a lot of experience.
Therefore, everyone was more superstitious about old doctors. They felt that old doctors were experienced and knew more patients than young doctors.
"This prescription is useless. Jinping, believe me. I won't harm you, let alone your mother. Bring me there. I'll definitely be able to treat Auntie."
Su Chengyu raised his hand and pressed it on Zhou Jinping's shoulder as he spoke sincerely.
