"Kid, I've been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for decades," sneered the old doctor. "How can you know how to treat the patient just by feeling his hand without even taking his pulse? If you're going to cheat, at least learn to do it convincingly!"
Director Dong clearly was an experienced practitioner of Chinese medicine and very confident in his skills.
"Exactly, we've brought the best equipment from the county hospital, even imported from abroad, and we still can't find the real cause of Mr. Zeng's illness. How can you tell just by touching his hand? It's preposterous!"
"Trying to deceive us seniors? You're still too green!"
Professor Huang couldn't help but give Wang Hao a disdainful look.
"The world is vast and filled with wonders; even if your medical skills are excellent, you can't possibly have mastered all medical knowledge from all eras and regions, right?"
Wang Hao let out a wry smile.
