"Sanlao, what are you causing a commotion for?" Wu Sanggu curled her lips, "Don't you have any idea what illness you've suffered from? It's a world-class problem that not even boxing champion Ali could cure. How do you expect us to treat it?"
Clearly, if even Master Wu couldn't do it, these three mediocrities definitely couldn't either.
"You can't cure it, but I can!" Wang Daniu spoke up, shocking everyone present.
"Lord, even Master Wu couldn't cure it, and this young kid dares to say such a thing."
"This is a world-class problem. If it were cured, that would be a major breakthrough."
"Traditional Chinese Medicine has no effect on Parkinson's treatment."
There were all sorts of comments from the audience, but most of them were not optimistic about Wang Daniu.
Wu Xiaotao was actually very anxious inside. Master Wu had put in a lot of effort to treat Sanlao's illness, even using 700-year-old ginseng to no avail.
She couldn't help but worry for Wang Daniu.
